"But, do you think that with these funny pets, you can really escape from me? Stop dreaming!"
Hexi pushed the table away, stood up and said leisurely: "It's not certain who will spare whose life!"
"Okay! Very good! I will let you know today, what is the real death without a whole body!"
As soon as the words fell, Nalan Yurong suddenly took out a pure black magic weapon similar to a compass.
As spiritual power was poured into the magic weapon, a black cloud slowly formed above her head, and then grew bigger and bigger.
With the appearance of black clouds, the light in the entire room became dark, and the air was also slightly gloomy.
The hole that was originally knocked out by the black mountain leopard was also filled by the black cloud.
In the room, black clouds enveloped everyone, including Hexi and Nalan Yurong.
The next moment, light rain began to fall from under the black clouds.
However, what is frightening is that these raindrops are not transparent water, but black liquid.
The servants of Nalan Mansion who were fighting with Qingluan, when they encountered the falling raindrops, they immediately let out howls like ghosts and wolves.
Their clothes were corroded as soon as they hit the raindrops.
And their skin, when it hit the raindrops, made a sizzling sound, as if it was burning.
In just a moment, these warriors in the pulse coagulation stage were devastated, their bodies were covered with bloody holes corroded by the black rain.
"Miss, save me, save us! Give me the antidote!"
Those people rushed towards Nalan Yurong. Although she was also in the rain, the rain seemed to be repelled by the compass in her hand and avoided her one after another, so she has not suffered any damage so far.
Seeing those servants begging her for help with their miserable appearances, Nalan Yurong didn't show any pity in his eyes.
She ruthlessly avoided the warriors who rushed over, and said coldly: "It is your honor that you can die under this peerless magic weapon of [Death-killing Rain Plate], you should rest in peace!"
"Nalan Yurong, you vicious woman, we are here to help you!"
"Nalan Yurong, how could you treat us like this!!"
Nalan Yurong sneered: "After I tear Nalan Hexi's body into tens of thousands of pieces, I will bury you well. It is your honor to die for me."
After speaking, the compass in his hand turned suddenly, and the light rain that was originally drizzling suddenly became thicker.
Even Mrs. Nalan, who was knocked unconscious in a corner, was also affected.
It's just that she woke up in a daze, but she didn't seem to feel that half of her body was corroded by the rain. Instead, she let out a hehehe laugh, obviously completely crazy.
The moment Qingluan found out that the rain was falling, she opened her defensive magic weapon and firmly protected Hexi and the three little ones.
But seeing the miserable situation of those Nalan Yurong guards, she still frowned: "Miss, the rain is indeed a bit heavy, and the subordinates can already feel the corrosion of the magic weapon, and the spiritual power has become thinner and thinner. I'm afraid It won't last long! Miss, you run away first, the slaves are standing here..."
"Escape? I have [Death-killing Rain Plate] in my hand, where can this bitch Nalan Hexi escape to? Hahahaha!"
Nalan Yurong laughed wildly, "Nalan Hexi, I advise you to stop struggling to the death. The poison mixed in the rainwater in the deadly rain pan was refined by my master himself. So far, only No one who has been poisoned by this kind of poison has ever survived!"