A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

The wound on Yun Yueqing's left arm suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

It produced a strange resonance with the swirling black fog in the air.

The skin around the wound turned a strange purple, and there seemed to be an undercurrent flowing in the blood vessels.

A power that did not belong to him was running rampant in his blood.

He felt an indescribable fear and despair wrapped around his heart.

Faces that had become distorted and hideous after being swallowed by the black fog began to flash before his eyes, like a reflection of his future self.

He clenched his teeth and sweat dripped down his face, as if he could foresee that he would eventually lose control and turn into a monster just like Hou.

Roaring and struggling in the darkness until sinking completely.

The black fog suddenly became more powerful, like a raging torrent, roaring and launching a fierce attack towards Xiao Yirao.

Seeing this, Yun Yueqing's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward without hesitation, holding his sword across his chest.

He took a step forward and blocked the black fog that was surging like a tide.

She exerted force with her legs and retreated violently, pushing Xiao Yirao away, and faced the surging black fog alone.

The black fog seemed to have life, twisting into various hideous shapes in the air, trying to devour everything.

Yun Yueqing's long sword danced in the air, drawing silver tracks and fiercely clashing with the black fog.

Every collision stirred up circles of black ripples, and the air was filled with depression and tension.

Yun Yueqing shouted, "Go!" There was unquestionable determination in her voice.

The tip of her sword drew a dazzling silver lightning in the black fog, instantly illuminating the dim space around her.

Xiao Yirao was stunned for a moment, only to see Yun Yueqing's figure looming in the black fog, and every time he swung his sword, it seemed like he was fighting for his life.

"I've been infected and can't leave. Don't let my sacrifice be in vain."

In his ears was the roar of Yun Yueqing's fierce battle with the black fog, as well as her occasional panting sounds, which came into Xiao Yirao's ears in waves.

Like the countdown of life, every second strikes at his heartstrings.

Xiao Yirao's eyes were red, and his gaze moved back and forth between Yun Yueqing and the surging black fog.

Xiao Yirao's heart felt like it was being torn apart. He shook his head violently and stepped towards Yun Yueqing resolutely, vowing to fight alongside her.

Xiao Yi stretched out his body and rushed into the chaotic black fog like an arrow from a bow, standing back to back with Yun Yueqing.

The Boundary-Breaking Sword in his hand and Yun Yueqing's long sword complement each other, weaving a silver defensive net.

The black fog seemed to be intimidated by their momentum and temporarily stagnated for a moment.

Then it rushed forward even more violently, as if to drown the two unyielding figures.

Yun Yueqing's eyes gradually became fierce, and most of her rationality had been swallowed up by the darkness.

Her face twisted, a hideous smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and she roared, "Xiao Yirao, if you f*cking told me to get out, then get out now! Staying here will only be a burden to me, understand?"

Her words were like ice spikes, each one piercing Xiao Yirao's heart.

As the long sword was swung, it brought up gusts of wind, which dispersed the surrounding black fog.

Her figure was looming in the black fog, and every swing of her sword was filled with determination and madness.

It was as if all the pain and despair were to be poured out into this endless darkness.

Xiao Yirao looked at Yun Yueqing in front of him, his heart aching, and then he smiled easily.

Then he gritted his teeth and resisted the surging roar together with her.

Yun Yueqing stretched out her left hand, and a faint blue light flashed in her palm.

The nine-tailed spirit cat leaped out from it and instantly turned into a dazzling ball of light, tightly wrapping around Xiao Yirao and binding him firmly inside.

Strange runes flowed on the surface of the light ball, emitting a warm and firm power.

It seems to isolate itself from all the darkness and dangers from the outside world.

Yun Yueqing's eyes were resolute and complicated. She took a deep breath and used all her strength to pull herself out of the chaos of fighting with the black fog.

Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, it is full of determination and reluctance.

She suddenly pushed the ball of light with both hands, and Xiao Yirao's figure was pushed by the ball of light like a fallen leaf blown by the wind.

It flew involuntarily in the direction away from the black fog, leaving a long silver trail and a dazzling light in the dim space.

Xiao Yi struggled hard in the ball of light, desperately beating the barrier of light that enveloped him with his hands.

But it was like touching an invisible spring. Every effort he made only made him bounce in this small space, unable to break through at all.

His eyes were fixed on Yun Yueqing who was gradually moving away.

Her figure became increasingly blurred as the black fog swallowed her, until she became an almost invisible shadow.

Tears and sweat mixed together, blurring his vision.

But his mind was extremely clear - he couldn't just abandon her and escape alone.

Despair and unwillingness intertwined into an impenetrable net that bound him tightly.

He felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation in this boundless darkness.

Yun Yueqing's figure gradually disappeared in the roaring black fog. The darkness was like a huge mouth of the abyss, mercilessly swallowing her up.

The black fog rolled, and her figure was completely obscured, leaving only a faint blue light that flickered a few times in the darkness, and then was ruthlessly wiped out.

Yun Yueqing's figure was completely hidden in the black fog, along with her once clear eyes.

At this moment, it was replaced by a red bloodthirsty light, like two flames in the abyss, burning with endless madness and killing.

Her long hair danced wildly in the darkness, and each strand seemed to contain violent power.

Interwoven with the surrounding black fog, it forms a distorted and strange picture.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a bloodthirsty smile, revealing her sharp fangs.

It seemed as if she was no longer the Yun Yueqing she used to be, but a monster that had been completely swallowed by the darkness.

She swung her sword, and every strike was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, tearing the black fog into pieces.

But it was instantly filled with more darkness, like an endless nightmare.

He roared in her ear, bewitchingly saying, "You are the one chosen by God. Everyone should submit to you. Go and do what you want most."

Yun Yueqing's ears were filled with roaring whispers. The voice was like the devil's sound from the abyss, carrying endless temptation and power.

Her eyes gradually turned red, her sanity sank into darkness, and only endless madness and desire to kill remained.

She howled to the sky, her voice like a beast's roar, echoing in the dim space.

The long hair danced wildly in the air, like a flame ignited by the darkness, flickering with strange light.

Her figure shuttled through the black fog, and every swing of her sword carried destructive power, tearing the surrounding black fog into pieces.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing sharp fangs, his eyes were red as blood, flashing with madness and murderous light.

Her figure shuttled quickly in the black fog, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, as if to tear apart the endless darkness.