Chapter 209 White Wolf
A light female voice sounded beside Xie Que's ear, and when he looked up, there were several daggers coming one after another.

He was not in a hurry, looking at this power, he could guess that the opponent's strength was no more than the Nine Layers of Thunder Tribulation.

With a flick of his fingers, Xie Que put the dagger into it with a few streaks of golden stellar energy.

The dagger fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Xie Que's breath was silent, and he reached the top of the treetop in an instant.

The woman in front of her was tall and well-proportioned, with her legs taking up most of her body.

Under the black tights, there was a silver leather armor that seemed to be made of snake scales, with crossed swords on his back, and his white hair was tied into a tall ponytail.

But Xie Que stood behind him and couldn't see his face clearly.

Because of Xie Que's disappearance, the woman couldn't help but tremble.

The atmosphere gradually became quiet, and the woman felt that there seemed to be someone behind her.

She decisively turned around and drew her sword. Xie Que chuckled and struck out.

The woman suddenly felt a burst of energy from the palm of her hand, shaking her whole body to dissipate the mana.

At this time, Xie Que had just seen the face of the woman in front of him clearly.

Her eyes were actually peculiar silver vertical pupils, and there was a sudden scar above and below her left eye, from her forehead to half of her face.

Gray hair hung down in front of his eyes, as if trying to hide the scar.

This face is not ugly, but full of heroism, and the scars give it a different kind of sassy style.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the woman's expression became extremely cautious.

She looked indifferent, raised her eyebrows and held her sword. From the fight just now, she knew that the man in front of her was not simple.

Xie Que took the initiative to ask: "I didn't mean anything malicious, but I didn't know that this medicine field had an owner. Seeing weeds overgrown, I thought it was an ownerless thing."

The woman seemed relieved when she heard Xie Que speak, but she was still nervous: "Do you know who you are?"

Xie Que couldn't help but be confused: "Why don't I know?"

The woman asked a few more questions, and seeing that Xie Que answered each other fluently, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

He put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard on his back, but his face was still wary.

"Since you still know who you are, go out earlier."

Xie Que asked, "Why?"

The woman just shook her head: "When you came here, were you attacked by those corpses?"

Xie Que nodded.

The woman said again: "This miasma can make people lose their minds. If you stay longer, you won't know who you are."

"Those corpses were addicted to this miasma and completely lost themselves."

She took the initiative to pull out a rush and threw it to Xie Que: "Refine it. This can temporarily resist the invasion of this miasma."

Xie Que was stunned for a while, and asked, "Why do you..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman said directly and decisively: "I can't beat you, so I want to let you leave quickly."

"Of course, it's not easy for you to kill me."

Hearing this, Xie Que couldn't help but choke, and then saluted with fists together: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

The woman thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't have a name, my body is a white wolf, you can just call me white wolf."

Bai Lang pulled out a rush and sat cross-legged on the ground. He seemed not to worry about Xie Que's sudden attack and started refining on his own.

Vaguely, Xie Que could feel that there were still a few eyes that seemed to be spying on him.

It turned out to be an accomplice, Xie Que let out a chuckle, and immediately refined the rush.

After refining, Xie Que suddenly felt that his whole thinking seemed to be much clearer.

The connection between the differentiated thoughts and Yinshen has also become closer, and the speed of his practice of different literary skills has also increased a lot.

As the tide rises, the effects of fellow practitioners of Immortal Martial Arts are also activated, and their physical strength also increases a lot at the same time.

Xie Que nodded secretly in his heart, it seems that refining these rare treasures that can strengthen the Yin God is also a good way to enhance strength.

When Xie Que opened his eyes, the white wolf had already left a few minutes ago.

The rushes planted in the bushes in front of him were also picked by him, leaving nothing behind.

Xie Que guessed that Bai Lang and his companions must have lived in this vast sea for a long time, and they must have several medicinal gardens growing rushes to prevent themselves from being invaded by the miasma.

Sure enough, during the next rush, Xie Que never saw hallucinations in the miasma again.

It's just that those corpses are still very annoying, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making me feel sick and thankful.

After searching for another three days, Xie Que finally found some clues after searching the surrounding area of ​​[-] miles.

Outside the dense forest, there is actually a rugged stone forest.

The miasma was much lighter, and he could detect traces of a large group of people passing by not long ago.

Following this trace, Xie Que went all the way.

After all, he found traces of King Yan's men.

Here they built a small garrison with huge stones, only a few kilometers long and wide.

Since the garrison seemed to be surrounded by formations, Xie Que did not enter without authorization.

After all, with a Yangshen True Monarch as the eye of the formation, the combat power that can be generated is unimaginable.

Xie Que observed here for two days, it seems that the miasma is relatively thin.

The real people on duty here sometimes have hallucinations before their eyes, like frightened birds, but they will not lose themselves.

In the garrison, due to the shrouding of the array, the miasma seems to be much thinner.

In order to prevent the real person on duty from becoming confused, the defense will be changed every six hours.

This time, the two people who changed defenses were obviously much better at cultivation and were better able to withstand the miasma.

They looked relaxed, as if they were on vacation with wine and food.

A real person in blue robe, Xie Que, is quite familiar with him, but it is the real person Chenpan who bought the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Mask back then.

Master Chenpan poured wine and drank freely, his face reddish and a little sad: "Hey, I don't know what the prince's situation is."

Another real person that Xie Que could name was Master Liangyan, who came from Shuiyue Zen Monastery.

Master Liangyan did not drink, but he kept worrying on his brow: "I heard from senior brother that the prince's condition seems to have worsened a lot."

Sickness?Xie Que's heart moved, and he couldn't help listening more carefully.

Master Chen Pan drank a glass of wine, his complexion became more rosy, and he pointed to the sky: "Look at the mage...the giant bird made of iron..."

Master Liangyan didn't raise his head, but just patted Master Chenpan on the shoulder: "Brother Dao, don't drink any more, this miasma is already hallucinogenic."

"It doesn't matter..." Master Chenpan poured another glass of wine into the cup, "I would like to ask the mage to elaborate, how is the prince's condition?"

Master Liangyan sighed: "My lord seems to be... Now I can't recognize myself, I always think I am the king of Chu."

Master Chen Pan shook the wine glass in his hand: "King Chu?"

Master Liangyan nodded: "I don't know much about the rest."

Xie Que was also moved in his heart.

The disadvantage of the blood-born reincarnation method is that it completely devours the opponent's body and memory.

He might be able to use this as a breakthrough to kill King Yan without any blood.

After all, Yangshen Zhenjun is immortal, it is not a joke.

As long as a thought is left behind in the body, it can lie in wait for recovery.

Saying so, Master Liangyan looked behind the real Chenpan and said, "Brother Dao, there is a monkey behind you."

"Hallucination, hallucination!" Master Chenpan waved his hand without looking back.

The two seem to be used to each other saying some inexplicable things.

Xie Que did not conceal his whereabouts. After changing his body shape, he walked straight in from the entrance of the formation that the two men were guarding.

"It seems to be Master Feng Tianyu..." Master Chenpan waved his hand.

Master Liangyan shook his head: "I saw it too, but it must be an illusion..."

"It must be an illusion!" As he said this, Master Chenpan drank the wine in his glass.

(End of this chapter)

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