"ah……"

Ye Wudi shouted, and then his body flew out of the red mist and fell in front of Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu quickly supported Ye Wudi, and saw that Ye Wudi's lips were purple and his face was gray and blue. He was obviously poisoned.

Ye Qiu took hold of Ye Wudi's pulse, and after checking for a moment, he found that the poison was heading toward Ye Wudi's heart. He immediately took out the golden needle and pricked Ye Wudi a few times.

"Don't worry about me. Asaman has been severely injured. Kill him quickly." Ye Wudi said urgently.

"You take a rest for a while and leave the rest to me."

Ye Qiu held Xiao Jiu's sword, turned around and rushed towards Asaman.

Asaman recited a spell in his mouth, waved his right hand lightly, and the red mist spread around like ripples.

Soon, Ye Qiu was submerged in the red mist.

Asaman laughed triumphantly: "Boy, it seems that you are deliberately seeking death. The poison of this priest can kill gods and Buddhas, not to mention you, a mortal body..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A sharp sword light tore through the red mist, striking Asaman's body like lightning.

When Asaman was chopped and flew out, there was only one thought in his mind: Why wasn't Ye Qiu afraid of the poison?

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Update 3.

I want to do a small burst today. There will be more in the evening, but it will probably be later. I don’t know if there will be a review by then. You can check it out tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!