Master's Chief Disciple

The medicinal fragrance emitted by the seven-blood vine made them afraid to eat it, but when faced with two pieces of meat right in front of them, how could they let go?

They roared and rushed forward, but the fog made it impossible to see their attack clearly.

"If you don't want to die here, then cooperate."

Mu Huayan released a magical attack, and a strong wind vibrated from under her feet, blowing away the poisonous gas in a short time.

Its mouth, as big as a hippopotamus, was oozing green saliva. Its huge body was like a clumsy elephant, with its eyes glaring with anger.

A huge purple-black blade appeared out of thin air, and the poisonous beast that pounced on it was chopped into several sections. The poison gas condensed again, and a huge chewing sound was heard.

A pair of black eyes rubbed against the barrier they had set up, and the ground kept shaking. Mo Xiao grabbed her forearm.

A huge bloody mouth burst out from the ground. The dark throat like the abyss made their backs chill. They spat out hot saliva.

The barrier was instantly broken by the poisonous saliva, and waves of ear-piercing hissing sounds were heard. All around, there were only the roars of the poisonous beasts and the chewing sounds.

Mo Xiao used his memory to teleport her into the castle, temporarily avoiding the beast's pursuit.

The castle was empty, but there were signs that someone had once lived here.

Mo Xiao sat next to the messy stone pestle with a painful look on his face. The wound on his back was so deep that the bone was visible. Seeing that he didn't say a word, Mu Huayan thought he was planning something bad again.

So he didn't pay much attention to him, sat down opposite him, and said coldly: "Thank you for what happened just now."

He just coughed lightly, nothing else.

The castle was pitch black inside, and outside was filled with poisonous gas, with a faint unpleasant smell also permeating the surroundings.

The demonic energy was overflowing, attracting the little demon beast. It bit down and the bloody smell was mixed with a thick stench.

It quickly spat, opened its mouth, and then vomited again. Mu Huayan caught a glimpse of two spots of light swaying in the dark.

He took out his short blade and went around behind the little monster in the dark. The moment the flames ignited, the little monster covered his chest and looked at the short blade only two inches away from him in panic.

"You, why are you here? What are you doing here for no reason?"

I had no choice but to pick it up, but I caught a glimpse of its mouth full of blood and its tongue sticking out. I followed the direction the little monster pointed.

When he raised his hand and touched it, he felt something sticky. His first thought was that Mo Xiao might have been eaten by a poisonous beast.

Realizing that this place might not be safe, he immediately lit a fire, and the surroundings were instantly illuminated. Mo Xiao curled up on the ground, dying.

There was a pool of blood under her body. Before she could think, the ground shook. The giant beast glanced at the huge castle and didn't even catch a glimpse of Mu Huayan and the others.

Although he had saved the demons before, he was too badly injured to know how to start. The little demon beast saw her looking for help and started to fool her.

"It's impossible to save him."

"The magic core, the magic core can save him."

The little monster sat on the ground obediently, stroking his swollen head, his eyes slightly red.

Mu Huayan followed the instructions of the little demon beast and ripped off his clothes. The magic core in his heart was beating, as if it was healing him, but the wound on his back did not heal.

A slight murmur came from her. It was not Mo Xiao. The person's breath was restrained, but she could still sense it. She didn't expect to run into someone from Yuhua Valley so soon.

"Demons! I've never seen anything like this before."

"Little girl, he is so badly injured, maybe he can't be saved."

Mu Huayan recognized the person who was talking. It was the man who stood with Yuan Yu last time. He was indeed dressed like a woman.

The man looked her up and down and said something shocking, "How about you give him to me, girl? I will refine him into a puppet, and then you can become my Taoist partner, how about that?"

These words almost choked Mu Huayan to death. The little monster straightened his back and spread his short arms, warning him, "You ugly bastard, stay away from her."

"A weak girl and a seriously injured man, anyone who sees them would want to lend a helping hand."

The man's eyes were fixed on Mo Xiao, with a greedy look on his face, and he slapped the little monster away.

"You guys, hold her down. It would be a pity if such a beautiful girl died here."

The little monster got up from the ground, his head was smoking with anxiety. The two of them tied the little monster to a big rock in no time.

"you dare."

Mu Huayan, who had changed her appearance, protected the unconscious Mo Xiao. The man became even more arrogant and domineering, with a ferocious look on his face. He untied his waist belt and took off his shirt.

"This girl's blood is so sweet."

The few people who came forward were frightened back by Mu Huayan's eyes. The man saw them fall to the ground and spit blood, and he lost his patience.

"It just so happens that my life-giving spiritual plant needs a woman's blood to water it, and then it can..."

Before Mu Huayan could make a move, Mo Xiao firmly grasped the man's outstretched hand, but his voice was very weak, "Take your dirty hands away."

The man screamed, the ground shook, and Mo Xiao threw his broken wrist out of the castle. He was unstable and shaky.

Still standing in front of Mu Huayan, blood boiling in her throat, Mu Huayan froze in place.

The sword flashed, Mu Huayan came back to his senses and moved in front of him, using his spiritual power to repel the disciples of Yuhua Valley.

"What! You, you are actually a monk."

"Hahaha, that's even better. It's a tonic. This trip really wasn't in vain."

Soon the man's wrist grew back. Mu Huayan held a long sword and wanted to fight him, but Mo Xiao grabbed his wrist.

"It's already this time, and you're still showing off?"

Unexpectedly, he just put her palm on his chest. Mu Huayan's face darkened and she slapped him on the face, "Shameless."

Mo Xiao didn't understand why he was so shameless, so he forced a smile and grabbed her wrist again.

"I just want to borrow your spiritual power. I am not interested in you at all."

Mu Huayan couldn't persuade him, so she lowered her head with a gloomy face. Mo Xiao's voice rang out.

"Come on, hit me in the heart. Control your strength and don't shatter my magic core."

The man thought they were showing affection, so he got angry and shouted.

"You two, that's enough. Do you think I'm transparent?"

A meager amount of spiritual power flowed through Mu Huayan's palm. She really didn't understand why he did this.

It was even more bizarre than Mo Ying. He pulled back his hand, gritted his teeth, and slapped him in the chest.

After being attacked inexplicably, the magic core began to burst out with strong energy, instantly enveloping his entire body.

The castle could not withstand the huge energy and was blown into pieces. The roar of the giant beast was deafening.

The little monster got into Mu Huayan's sleeve. Mo Xiao grabbed Mu Huayan's wrist and teleported to the edge of the cliff.

Looking behind me, I saw poisonous fog covering the entire area and obscuring the sunlight. Although the other side of the cliff was covered with snow, I could see a hint of life. The dilapidated wooden bridge was gone, and there was a bottomless abyss below.

Across the street is the Fairy Valley, which is not at all invaded by toxins as the poison user said.

"Demons! How did they get in here?!"

Dozens of people stepped out of the space, their faces were unfriendly, and they exuded a terrifying poisonous aura.

"It's because you lost the defense. That's why they took advantage of you."

Mu Huayan and the other two were puzzled and looked at the man who walked out of the crowd. He was not dead!