Zhou Nianping pointed at Lin Hanshuang with a silver fan, "It turns out that she is not just a monster, but also a poisonous person. She is bloody and bones, and her whole body is full of poison."

"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together and said, "That's why the magic silk flower is now parasitized in her body, and her flesh and blood are all poisonous to the magic silk flower."

Zhou Nianping suddenly remembered the Hydra in the mythology, which was extremely evil and harmed the people. He was killed under the sword by a great hero who shocked the past and the present.

The Hydra is extremely poisonous, and blood flows through after death. Wherever it passes, the foul air soars into the sky and does not grow in a single grass. It is even more harmful than before its death.

The harm of the magic silk flower is comparable to that of the Hydra. Once it is killed with the Demon-killing Sword or the Purple Snow Cone, poisonous blood will inevitably spread everywhere.

A trace of black blood flowing out of Lin Hanshuang's fingers instantly poisoned several vines. The shining firelight was like a huge firecracker. If all the poisonous blood flowed out, I am afraid that Lingyun Temple and the entire Qixia Town would suffer.

Thinking of this, Zhou Nianping shudderedly and said, "Ice lotus can freeze the magic silk flower, won't it freeze her?"

The monk said: "Ice lotus is extremely spiritual and does not harm living people. If you want to know what is going on, just watch it with your own eyes."

"It seems that there is no choice but to use ice lotus. The only thing that is, Qin Yiluo left behind is Lin Hanshuang, you think you are unlucky."

"Let's go." Mu Changfeng really didn't want to make things difficult for Lin Hanshuang, so he tried his best to find a solution and said: "Senior brother, it's good to throw the turbid spirit fan into the Flame Valley. Junior brother is looking for a more powerful weapon for you."

"Yes, this is a good idea. What's the big deal about destroying the fan and the magic silk flower? In my opinion, throw her in one piece, and both magic silk flowers are destroyed. It's just a neat, hehe."

The monk shook his head and said that this method was not possible.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Nianping said angrily: "Your head is not a rattle, you can't shake it all, don't feel tired."

The monk said: "The sky fire in the Flame Valley will only be rekindled when the blood demon appears. I think Miss Alang seems not to be a blood demon yet."

"Of course not." Zhou Nianping was quite frustrated when he saw Mu Changfeng, and knew that he could never think of a solution. He couldn't help but feel evil and came up with a vicious idea.

He is moody and unstable on weekdays, but whenever he really makes a decision, he is very good at performing.

When the evil thoughts arose, he immediately concealed his true thoughts with a discouraged and sad look and said, "For Yuan'er's sake, I respectfully call you Senior Lin. Can you sense where the seeds of the resurrection tree are?"

Lin Hanshuang shook her head and said, "I have heard of such people who can sense all the strange flowers and plants. But my ability has not yet reached the pinnacle and cannot sense it."

Zhou Nianping was a little disappointed, and just right, two sad tears came out, bowed and said, "Senior Lin, my junior brother has been working hard for your sisters to reconcile. Although it is not as deep as the sea, it is not a small favor as big as a sesame. Since you have lost all your grudges with your sister, there is nothing else that can't let go of it. A gentleman repays his kindness, right in front of you. I would like to help my junior brother."

"I, I..." Lin Hanshuang was at a loss and immediately fell into a dilemma.

She was grateful to Mu Changfeng for helping her resolve the grudges between the two sisters and to repay her kindness. But when she thought of the only hope she lost, she was quite unwilling to accept it.

Zhou Nianping didn't expect her to agree at all. Just now, he begged to test Lin Hanshuang's wishes.

Lin Hanshuang's dilemma completely eliminated the trace of guilt that he felt because of Lin Yuan.

Zhou Nianping gently pulled the monk's sleeve and said, "In the underground stone city, we got a painting in which the woman was holding a pipa, and her fairy posture was so beautiful that she could forget the world."

The monk felt as if he was shocked, his heart was as flustered as a drum, his eyes were filled with tears, and he said tremblingly: "It's my little sister."

"Do you want to meet me?"

"It's worth dying if you can look at my little sister again."

"It's great, Master, listen to me..."

Mu Changfeng quickly guessed Zhou Nianping's malicious intentions and quietly asked Fang Zhiqiang for a handkerchief with a drug. Taking advantage of his distraction, he rushed over and pressed his mouth and nose with the handkerchief.

Before Zhou Nianping finished speaking, a scent of fragrance suddenly penetrated his nose, his eyes turned black and he fainted.

Mu Changfeng dragged him into the cave, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "My good senior brother, you finally calmed down and were almost trashing me crazy."

Lin Hanshuang asked in a low voice: "What do you mean?"

Mu Changfeng said: "According to the original plan, we will help you get back to normal."

"What do you do?"

"As soon as you come, you can rest assured and let it go."

"You gave me the only ice lotus. What if one day in the future, the magic silk flower in the turbid spirit fan breaks out and parasitizes it on you? Do you really don't regret it?"

"Before that day, I dare not conclude that I will not regret it, but if I don't help you today, I will definitely regret it."

"Why, you and I are not close or close, why do you give up on yourself and choose to help me?"

"If you don't help you, I will be faced with the Lin family in the future. Uncle Lin and Brother Lin both value relatives. Once you learn that you exist as a monster, you will definitely be unable to sleep or eat."

"I... I don't thank you for your kindness. I owe you a life. I will repay it if I have the chance." Lin Hanshuang's uneasy heart finally calmed down, and she burst into tears with excitement. She bent her knees, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

Mu Changfeng sideways to avoid it, laughing dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.

It turned out that his choice to help her was not entirely out of kindness.

Zhou Nianping's actions just now clearly meant to use Qin Yiluo's portrait as a bargaining chip to force the monk to seal Lin Hanshuang on the Chixiao Sword again.

He was kind-hearted, but his thoughts seemed quite confusing and his considerations were quite incomplete. He ignored the seal on the turbid spirit fan that was stronger. Although there was an ice lotus in his hand, he could not remove the magic silk flower in the fan, and could not freeze it with an ice lotus, and could not remove its toxicity.

Lin Hanshuang was plotted against and was very likely to be desperate and crazy, and would do something terrible when the next August 16th breaks the seal.

Instead of doing this, it is better to kill Zhou Nianping's evil thoughts in time, be a good person, and fulfill Lin Hanshuang's wish to live well.
Chapter completed!