After Wusheng finished speaking, he raised his sword and spit out the sword energy at the tip of the sword, as thin as a fancy spring.

When the sword threads spread out in the void, Qinghuo suddenly heard a sound similar to the string breaking, and his heart felt much more relaxed for no reason.

He looked at Wusheng again and the other party had already put away his sword.

Qinghuo's heart moved: "We were cursed just now. Did you break the curse with your sword energy?"

Wusheng nodded, and he was standing there, where a large dark cloud floated, covering the fields. The surrounding area was filled with gloomy winds, and the trees made strange rustling sounds.

Ji Liao said: "The person we killed should be 'shan', and the one we are here may be 'lin'."

Qinghuo asked, "Where is he?"

Wusheng had seen every tree and said quietly: "Every grass and every tree here may be him."

Qinghuo said: "Why, I will burn all the here with a fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding plants and trees ignited a raging fire.

Qinghuo smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not me."

Ji Liao whispered: "The fire is here too."

Wood produces fire.

When all the plants and trees burned, they were almost uncontrollable, and the fire snakes flew in the flames, just like Zhu Rong coming to the world.

But neither Ji Liao nor Wusheng had any movement, and this flame was enough to be handled by Qinghuo.

Ji Liao and Wusheng were looking for the two guys who made the flames.

Qinghuo just stretched his palm into the flames, and the flames continued to enter his body, and red glow appeared on his face, like a smear of rouge.

Wusheng kept staring at him.

Qinghuo said angrily: "What do you think I'm doing?"

Wusheng said: "You look like a woman now."

Qinghuo cursed: "You are the ones who look like the three of us the most like women."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and was startled. Because Wusheng arrived in front of him, the two almost bumped into each other.

"What do you want to do?" Qinghuo saw Wusheng reaching his face.

Wusheng did not answer. His hands were as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he pinched a transparent crystal insect in his hand and raised it in front of Qinghuo.

When Qinghuo saw the little insect, he suppressed his disgust and asked, "Did this thing be grabbed from me?"

Wusheng Tao: "Yes."

Qinghuo was about to speak, but suddenly he was dizzy, his chest was disgusting, and he suddenly lost consciousness and was about to fall down.

Ji Liao appeared at the right time and supported him.

He opened his mouth suddenly and spit out thunder sounds, like a substantial voice pattern, drowning all the places with flames around him. This is the magical power of the Buddhist lion roar, and he was mixed with thunder sounds, which was extremely powerful.

Ji Liao gave Wusheng a look, and Wusheng understood it. The sword light flew out and spun around a hundred feet. The flames around him were completely extinguished. A figure emerged from a big tree and fell to the ground. A head emerged under the roots of the big tree.

This is "fire" and "forest".

Wusheng took off the sword light and walked to Ji Liao and Qinghuo.

At this moment, Ji Liao pressed one palm against the Qinghuo vest, and the mellow magic power was sent into Qinghuo's body, but the other party did not seem to wake up at all.

Ji Liao let out a sigh of relief and stopped delivering mana.

Wusheng placed the bug he had just caught in front of Ji Liao, and said, "This was discovered from Qinghuo."

As soon as Ji Liao stretched out his hand, the insects came to his palm.

The worm tried to get into his palm, but Ji Liao's skin was harder than iron, and the worm had no gaps to enter.

Suddenly, the insect spit out a needle from its mouth and inserted it into Ji Liao's palm.

Ji Liao felt a little blood flowing away. He looked at the insect again, but his whole body turned red and he lost his life.

It seemed as if his blood was highly toxic, and he directly poisoned the insects.

He sensed his physical condition again and found that the place where he was stabbed by insects was indeed a little sour.

But in just a short while, the sour and numb feeling disappeared.

The insect acupuncture is caused by toxins, but it has no effect on Ji Liao.

Ji Liao said to Wusheng: "Do you recognize that bug?"

He shook his head silently.

He looked at Qinghuo and whispered: "Qinghuo must have been poisoned."

As soon as Ji Liao finished speaking, he found a black vertical mark on the Qinghuo eyebrows. He continued: "It's not just poison, but also curse."

Wusheng said: "I have eliminated all the curse just now."

Ji Liao said: "But when the green fire absorbed the flame, it was re-designed with a new curse, and the combination of the curse and the toxins of the insects caused him to be unconscious now."

Wusheng said: "Then you think of a way."

It's okay to let him kill people, but he is not good at saving people at all.

Ji Liao said calmly: "Put the four bodies away, let's go back to ask the heavenly book, and we may find a way to rescue Qinghuo."

In fact, Ji Liao had a hunch that Qinghuo's coma was like a game.

The painting that Qinghuo looked at inquiry and the series of things that happened later seemed to create the current results.

He had this speculation, but it was not without reason, because Ji Liao could see that Qinghuo's background was very extraordinary, and Fenghuo Shanlin was not a powerful character, but was wanted with a heavy reward, which was obviously unreasonable.

Just now, the insect was able to drill his skin with a needle. It was definitely a rare poisonous insect. If such a big move was used to deal with him, Ji Liao didn't believe it at all. After all, he had no other enemies in the mountain world except for some disputes with Shanhai Pavilion.

Although Shanhai Pavilion is very powerful, it should not be so complicated to deal with him.

The most important point is that there are paintings that are interested in Qinghuo in the reward.

Looking back now, it was a little coincidental.

Ji Liao firmly believed that many coincidences in the world were mostly intentional.

The person who tied the bell must also be able to solve the bell. Since Qinghuo has been plotted against because of the mission, it is best to go back to Tian Book City to find the answer.

At this moment, many demons and qi refiners who were looking for Fenghuo Mountain Forest could not have thought that Ji Liao and others would solve Fenghuo Mountain Forest so soon.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, someone saw something that happened just now nearby.

There are many wild and confident figures among the demons.

A demon with a bull's head, carrying a bowl-sized iron rod, stopped Ji Liao and Wusheng.

The iron rod suddenly penetrated the ground, and a hole of about ten feet was cracked on the ground, and the ground was shaking continuously. The bull-headed demon said in a rough voice: "Leave the people you killed, and then get out of here."

Ji Liao didn't speak.

Wusheng directly set out his sword.

"Noisy."

The bull-headed demon suddenly found himself flying up, and it could even see its headless body.

It turned out that his head had been cut off.

The demon was a demon. Even though his head was cut off, he still flew stubbornly into his body in the air. He just looked at it, which was a pair of extremely clear eyes, and then it was scattered.

Ji Liao withdrew his gaze to look at the demon's head, and Tong Wusheng walked past the demon's huge headless body.
Chapter completed!