"Don't make trouble," Chen Ziqi smiled sullenly and patted the leader of the stone behind Xiaomian, "Uncle, do you feel uncomfortable?"
Xiaomian obediently stepped aside and stood aside, revealing Chen Ziqi's face.
"Xiao Qi?" Li Yuhan sat up abruptly, looked around, the lights were bright in this room, except for that strange little Mian, everyone else was normal. Dan Yi, the Palace Master of Guiyun Palace, was sitting not far away in a red dress and drinking tea. Behind Chen Ziqi stood the Valley Master of Baicao Valley, the head of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, and a big monk.
Yingling's people carried Li Yuhan back in the middle of the night, alarming a person in the villa.
Li Yuhan was very surprised to learn that this was Jihe Villa. Jihe Villa is 80 miles away from Sixiang Lake. How did he get here in the middle of the night
"I've been hit with that kind of Gu worm, you guys hurry up and lock me up, maybe I'll go crazy at some point." Li Yuhan was a little anxious, and rarely said a long list of words.
"You said this?" Ren Zongmi shook a small jar, which contained the gray worm that had just been forced out of Li Yuhan's wound, "Should this worm have a name?"
"Let's call it a salty worm." Chen Ziqi handed Li Yuhan a glass of water.
Seeing that the worm had been taken out, Li Yuhan heaved a sigh of relief, took a sip from the cup, and suddenly spewed out with a puff.
Chen Ziqi dodged with foresight, but as a result, Ren Zongmui, who was standing beside the bed showing off bugs, was sprayed right. The tea splashed into the jar, and the worms inside began to wriggle wildly.
"Do you think it's salty?" Zhen Xuan took Li Yuhan's pulse.
"Yeah." Li Yuhan nodded and didn't drink the glass of water.
"That means there are still insects that have not been cleaned up." Needle Xuan sighed.
Once this worm enters the body, it will penetrate deep into the viscera, which is quite similar to the Gu worm. In addition, the worms infected from the people who have already attacked are much more active and faster than the protozoa they contracted in the North Desert. Therefore, the worms on Li Yuhan's body cannot be completely pulled out for a while. It's better to come up with a way to completely destroy the insects.
"Those who have been sent to the battlefield by Lushan are also crazy." Li Yuhan sighed after hearing the cause and effect. The Liuhe Sect has already started sending its disciples to burn corpses on the Eight Wastelands, which is completely a way of dealing with the plague, indicating that the worm has spread like a plague.
In order to control the "salty worms", Li Yuhan could only temporarily live in Jihe Villa, and eat very salty meals with monk Yuanmo every day. On the contrary, the monk Yuanming was a lot happier, and no longer sat on the small bench every day, which was probably the reason why some people shared weal and woe.
On the Liuhezong side, as expected, the salt worms spread like a plague, and more and more people went mad.
"As long as those who are mad, they will be killed and burned on the spot, and all those who are bitten will be locked up." Luo Hongfeng gave the death order with a gloomy expression.
"Master Liao's internal strength can control worms, so it's not enough to kill them!" Lu Xiuqi, the head of the Lushan faction, disagreed. There were relatively few crazy disciples of the Lushan faction. He tried every means to send them to Kong Mingzong, and begged Ji to temporarily control them. If Luo Hongfeng gave this order, none of his disciples would survive.
"If you don't want to be killed, immediately leave the Liuhe Sect with your disciples and go back to your own sect." The deputy sect master of the Liuhe Sect said.
Because Luo Hongfeng, the suzerain of the Liuhe Sect, is the suzerain of the entire Qi sect, and the affairs within the sect are often not taken into account, so a deputy suzerain is set up to manage the internal affairs of the Liuhe sect.
"Just come back." Lu Xiuqi snorted coldly, he was a member of the Sword League, and he didn't need to listen to Luo Hongfeng's words at all.
In the meditation room of Kongming Sect, Master Liao Ji described it as withered and pale, but he still insisted on transmitting internal strength to a few people.
"Master, you can't use your internal strength any more!" Yuan Hai was anxiously turning around. No matter how deep Liao Ji's inner strength is, it is limited. If he constantly transmits inner strength to others, he will surely run out of fuel and die.
"It doesn't matter, I have my own measure for the teacher, and with an extra effort, you can save one more person." Lie Ji returned to use his hands again, and then covered the two's Heavenly Spirit Cover again. forced back.
"Master, it's not good, Sect Master Luo ordered to burn all the crazy people." Yuanjing broke into the room and said anxiously.
"What?" Ju Ji raised her head, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Master!"
All the mad people were concentrated on the martial arts field of Liuhezong. This martial arts field is made of stone, and it is three feet lower than the flat ground. To be precise, it should be called the Yanwu Pond.
These people who are tied up are all disciples of Liuhe Sect and Extreme Yang Sect. Luo Hongfeng should set an example and burn his own sect first. The Extreme Yang Sect has always been leading the way for Luo Hongfeng, so he also contributed his own disciples.
Some of these disciples went mad at Sixiang Lake, and they couldn't bear to kill them and bring them back; some were injured on the spot and went mad again after returning to Liuhe Sect.
"Sect Master, don't do it, little junior brother can still be saved!" Several disciples of the Extreme Yang Sect couldn't stop crying.
"Yan Lang, you can't burn Yan Lang!" Yu Yun, a disciple of the Suxin Sect, cried and ran out and rushed towards a disciple of the Liuhe Sect.
"Senior sister!" Yuquan hurriedly hugged the irrational senior sister, but she couldn't keep it at all. Sisters Yu Linglong and Yu Furong took action and tied Yu Yun tightly with the soft silk wrapped around their waists.
Zhao Surou came over and slapped the eldest apprentice on the face, "What Yan Lang, shameless!"
"Master... woo woo, let me die with him!" Yu Yun cried in a hoarse voice.
What she was talking about was Yan Junyi, a first-generation disciple of the Liuhe Sect. When the Suxin Sect had an accident three years ago, Yan Junyi followed the sect master to the Suxin Sect to handle affairs, and accidentally met Yuyun. The two have been in correspondence over the years, and Yan Junyi is ready to come to Suxinzong to propose marriage this year.
Yan Junyi was tied with his hands and feet, and sat blankly on the edge of the crowd. He was suppressed by Master Ji in the morning, and he is not crazy for the time being. The oil splashed on his resolutely handsome face, leaving a sticky trail.
Burning torches were thrown into the Yanwu Pond, presumably the bugs were afraid of fire, and those who had lost their minds began to howl. Yan Junyi suddenly raised his head, looked at Yu Yun, who was lying on the edge of the pool, crying heart-breakingly, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and swallowed it again. In order to let her know that she was burned to death awake, she might as well pretend to be unconscious so that she would not be too sad.
However, when the fire was about to devour him, he saw Yu Yun break free from the soft silk and ran towards the fire, and could only shout with all his strength: "Sister Yun, live well, I will marry you early in the next life. !"
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Qi Qi: In such a sad atmosphere, it doesn't seem like a good thing to say. Bird Attack: Yes, let's send the lunch box silently. Yan Junyi: I'm a passerby with a name, why did I get a lunch when I first appeared on the stage
Qiqi: Those who have a name can get a box lunch with lobster meat
Yan Junyi: It's almost