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Chapter 395

After saying this, Dongfang Liufeng tipped his toes, and his whole body lifted into the air, disappearing into the black miasma.

Bai Fenghua looked at the black miasma and was speechless for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the lake, towards Wushuang.Wushuang squatted by the lake all the time, quietly watching everything in front of him.From the beginning to the present, he was neither surprised nor afraid.

Bai Fenghua walked to the lake, looked at his own reflection in the water, and was also amazed.What exactly is going on?Why did my face recover at this moment?What about poison?The poison has not been lifted, has it?But why?For a moment, Bai Fenghua was also confused.

At this time, Wushuang stretched out his hand into the lake.

"Wushuang?" Bai Fenghua looked at Wushuang's actions suspiciously.

"It, call me." Wushuang didn't turn his head to look at Bai Fenghua, but fixedly looked at the lake, his small face was full of seriousness.

Someone called Wushuang?who?
Wushuang's hand swayed on the lake, and the next moment, the soft light from the lake gradually disappeared.When the light completely disappeared, the surroundings instantly darkened.Just as Bai Fenghua was about to display his fighting spirit to illuminate this place, a colorful light slowly rose up.Following the light, Bai Fenghua was completely stunned when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

There is a simple mirror in Wushuang's hand, and the colorful light is emitted from the mirror in Wushuang's hand!

Wushuang didn't say a word, but raised the mirror in his hand and pointed it towards the sky.The colorful rays of light instantly became brilliant, rushed to the sky, pierced through the miasma covering the head, and the light quickly dispelled the black miasma.

what is this?Bai Fenghua stared blankly at the mirror in Wushou's hands, and a thought arose in her heart that she didn't even believe.

In Wushou's hands is...Yin Tianjing!

Artifact, Yintian Mirror!After a long time, the black miasma covering the head disappeared completely, and the lake surface was also clear, without the soft light before.

"Wushuang, this..." Bai Fenghua still couldn't recover, pointed to the mirror in Wushuang's hands, and murmured.

"It, call me, always." Wushuang held up the mirror high and showed it to Bai Fenghua.Bai Fenghua was stunned to see that she had changed into the previous disguised appearance again, and the human skin mask was now properly worn on her face again.Gently removing the mask, Bai Fenghua saw that his face was still as dark as before.And the skin on her body was still the one she had dyed white with medicine, which was completely different from the fair skin just now.

Bai Fenghua suddenly understood.All this is because of Yin Tianjing.Yin Tianjing was in the lake, and when he fell into the lake, Yin Tianjing showed his true self.Is this the function of Yin Tianjing?Can peep everything you want to see?Bai Fenghua frowned and looked at Yin Tianjing, but what Yin Tianjing saw was her current appearance, there was no change.

Wushuang took the mirror back, put it in front of her, looked at the mirror in front of her, then looked up at Bai Fenghua, and suddenly laughed: "Look."

Bai Fenghua lowered his head, but saw that the cliff was in a mess, and Mo Qingjue was coming down to find her. "This mirror already recognizes you as the master? And only in your hand can you see what you want to see?" Bai Fenghua was extremely surprised at the moment.Does Yin Tianjing regard Wushuang as the master?And what Wushuang said before is that Yin Tianjing has been calling him!

Suddenly, the sharp pain from his shoulder pulled Bai Fenghua back from his thoughts. When Bai Fenghua turned his head to look, he saw that a large area of ​​his shoulder had been blackened, and the black blood from the wound was shocking.The miasma must have invaded his body.

"Fenghua, that's..." Xiaomu's voice was halfway through when Mo Qingjue's nervous voice came from beside his ear.

"Fenghua!" Mo Qingjue floated over from above, seeing Bai Fenghua's shoulder, his beautiful face had changed color, and hurried to Bai Fenghua's side, looking nervously at Bai Fenghua's shoulder, "What's going on?"

"It's the wind from the east." Bai Fenghua said in a deep voice.

Mo Qingjue had already ripped off Bai Fenghua's sleeve with his hands.

"Ah, you..." Bai Fenghua was startled, and turned to look at Mo Qingjue, his face was already a little hot.

"Don't move! This miasma is extraordinary. If it is not cleared in time, the consequences will be disastrous." Mo Qingjue's face was very serious. After tearing off Bai Fenghua's sleeve, he gently stroked Bai Fenghua's wound with his hand, the white softness Fighting Qi slowly poured in from Bai Fenghua's wound.

A warm itching sensation came from the wound.Bai Fenghua looked at Mo Qingjue who was clearing the miasma for himself with a serious face, and his heart beat inexplicably quickened.It's not the first time to see him at such a close distance, but every time it seems to feel different.

Bai Fenghua's arm has been bleeding black blood, and Mo Qingjue has been using his fighting spirit to clean up Bai Fenghua's wound. Gradually, the black blood turned into a normal red color, and Mo Qingjue finally bleeds out. Take a breath and relax.

"I, I'm going to wash." Bai Fenghua felt that his face was still hot, so he hurriedly lowered his head and walked to the lake to wash his arms.

Slight footsteps sounded behind him, Mo Qingjue walked to Bai Fenghua's side, and turned to look at Bai Fenghua.Bai Fenghua was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head.She didn't know why she acted like this.It seems to be, a little guilty?
"I'm sorry." Mo Qingjue's voice came softly.

Bai Fenghua was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Mo Qingjue, but saw the guilt and deep distress in Mo Qingjue's eyes.

"No, you don't have to..." Bai Fenghua panicked and shook his head.

The next moment, Mo Qingjue's slender and beautiful index finger was already gently placed on Bai Fenghua's lips, to stop her following words.Feeling the warm fingers on his lips, Bai Fenghua froze for a moment.

"This time, it's beyond my imagination. I didn't expect the other party to be able to use the magic miasma." Mo Qingjue frowned, his face a little dignified, "Things have become a little more complicated."

"What exactly is it?" Bai Fenghua had countless mysteries in her heart, and she couldn't help asking.She never questioned Mo Qingjue before, but this time, she finally couldn't help it.

"The miasma you saw just now does not belong to human beings." Mo Qingjue said in a deep voice, "That's why when you are invaded by that miasma, you will feel corroded, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)