No matter what Gu Juan said, the fox Ling'er continued to speak, and followed him with small steps, unaware that the little clothes inside her had already been completely soaked with cold sweat.

Although she really didn't know how to unravel the poisonous mist of the fox powder, looking at the (love qíng) situation just now, I was afraid that as long as she said one more word, it would be the end of blood splashing on the spot.

She didn't want to die yet, so she had to wait for now.

As for what if she really can't solve the poison of (spring chūn) incense powder, it is not in her scope of consideration at all.

The only good thing is that according to her cognition, the biggest effect of their poisonous mist is only to confuse people's hearts and stimulate (情qíng)/(desire yù), and it is not too lethal, so it should be able to drag on for a long time.

Not long after, Gu Juan took over a large bag full of night pearls that could be exchanged for money, as well as two stacks of parchment scrolls full of messy small characters.

He casually threw the bag of night pearls to Fox Ling'er to hold, and he walked out as he carefully read the contents recorded on the parchment scroll.

This is the little bit of perception and various thoughts recorded by the Demon Lord since he began to practice, and in a sense, it can be called a complete history of the growth of alien life.

But Gu Juan only looked at it for a while before putting it away, and extinguished the idea of studying it in depth.

After all, for a person like him who doesn't have much talent in cultivation, time and energy are limited, and even if he is a true genius, he must know the truth of being greedy and chewing too much.

People can only do a limited number of things well in their lives, so they must find the right direction and goal, concentrate all their energy to do it, and then through long-term accumulation, it is finally possible to stand at a height that is difficult for others to achieve.

So, these things that seem interesting can only be put aside for a while.

Soon after, Gu Ju came to the wilderness under the dark night, and behind him was the armored soldier he named Yanyun Eighteen Horsemen, and there was a thousand (delicate) and charming maids.

Looking back at the neatly arranged subordinates, he suddenly laughed, this is what it feels like to be a leader, and it is indeed a bit good.

But after a while, he restrained his smile, touched the half-cut piece of bronze mirror on the (body shēn), sighed and said, "The injury is not light, so let's do it, when you are well, I will hold a special storytelling meeting for you, so that you can hear and vomit." ”

A pot lid came out of the lens, and two black eyes looked over, "Sir, what did you say about that sentence, a gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

"Okay, you're sick and deserve to be taken care of. ”

Gu Juan nodded, and changed his words, "But there is one more thing you need to do before that, remember the smell of the guy wrapped in gray mist, and help me find him." ”

"Yes sir. ”

Jiang Yan walked in the dark, blood trickling down the corners of his mouth and dripping down his pointed chin.

Every few moments, she had to stop and rest and recuperate in a violent cough before she could continue on her way.

She had tried her best, but she still walked very slowly, and from time to time she would turn her head to look behind, as if there were terrifying monsters lurking in the inky darkness, and she didn't know when they would pounce and torture her to death.

After a distance, she coughed violently again, even if she ate the special healing medicine made at home, it had no effect, and she could not even relieve the unbearable pain a little.

Her father told her a long time ago that the rivers and lakes are sinister and that caution is the best.

When she first heard it, she was skeptical, because at that time, she had never stepped out of the house alone, and the things in the rivers and lakes could only exist in the imagination.

However, during the time when she had just slipped out of the house, the word sinister in her heart completely changed.

Just because in her eyes, the rivers and lakes are nothing more than that rivers and lakes, but sinister, but they can be used to describe what others think of her.

With the strange ability brought by that secret, ordinary young martial artists can't get into her eyes at all, even the so-called genius Junxiu, who is very famous in the Central Plains martial arts, can only be easily teased by her.

She also once had an encounter with a master who was ranked in the black post, and she was still a little uneasy before the fight, but after only a few face-to-face visits, the other party had already lost and fled.

All this made her self-confidence swell to the extreme, thinking that the sinister of the rivers and lakes was said to others, and for someone like her who had a great secret, she herself (身shēn) was a manifestation of the sinister.

Jiang Yan, who was sad and tired, slowly sat down under a tree, and once again adjusted his luck, and couldn't stop feeling remorse and self-blame in his heart.

Now she must admit that what her father said was extremely correct, but what she didn't expect was that the other side of the rivers and lakes was so sinister that it was completely different from the one she had been exposed to.

In front of the rivers and lakes at night, the rivers and lakes she once walked on were as funny as a child's house.

She really shouldn't have sneaked out of the house alone, let alone asked her to attend the banquet set up by the Demon Lord, and all these evil consequences stemmed from her ignorance and arrogance.

thought that after discovering that secret, she would be able to ignore most of the masters on the rivers and lakes except for the great grandmasters, and stand at a height that could be admired by thousands of people, but she didn't expect that she had just established confidence for a short time, so she fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Those things are horrible.

Every time she thinks of what she has seen and heard in the deep underground palace (hall diàn), all her self-restraint and all her pride have been shattered by those terrifying guys, and all that remains is fear that cannot be eliminated.

Thinking back to the battle between the Demon Lord and Na Gang in the big (hall diàn), even though a short time had passed, she still felt that there was a cool air rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and there was no place above and below Hun (body shēn) that was not cold.

Especially the ubiquitous scream behind her, which made her feel powerless and desperate, fortunately she had been far away from the center of the battlefield from the beginning, otherwise even if her strength was doubled, there would be no reason to be spared.

Jiang Yan now finally believes that her grandfather died in this seemingly ordinary wilderness, not as she thought before, the old man was just playing with his heart and playing the rivers and lakes.

Now that she is seriously injured, she still doesn't know if she will be able to escape from those terrifying monsters, let alone if it will affect her family and lead to more serious consequences.

At the thought of this, Jiang Yan's heart burned like a fire, forcing himself to struggle to get up again, endure the intense pain, and staggered towards the distance. u

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Chapter 209: Jiang Yan