Wei Lin rushed towards Ming Qi again after avoiding it, and Mo Lijian penetrated into his heart without hesitation.

Ming Qi also started to fight desperately. This ink needle was his biggest trump card. He would never use it until the desperate situation, but every time he appeared, he would attack the enemy with one needle, instantly turning the situation around.

If the Mo Needle fails to hit, Ming Qi will know that he will die today. His eyes are scarlet. Even if he dies, he will still have to pull a cushion!

It was so frustrating that his dignified Jindan real person was actually killed by two juniors with such despicable means that he could not even exert one-tenth of his original strength.

Even if he can kill the two of them at the first time, the little demon girl's initial voice was enough for him. Not to mention the advancement in the later stage, if her cultivation level does not regress, she must say good luck.

Ming Qi's eyes were burning wildly, and he directed the folded ink needle to shoot at Wei Lin's back again. The toxins on the ink needle were the result of various poisons mixed for years. As long as they were contaminated, even the True Lord of the Nascent Soul would have to lose their layers.

Not to mention a small early stage of foundation building.

The madness in his eyes became more and more intense, so what about the sword genius? No matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it will be covered with his poison, and it will be as corpse as there is no one left!

Just as the ink needle shot to Wei Lin's back heart, the thin orange gauze penetrated diagonally, blocked the ink needle, then rolled it up and threw it aside. The madness in Ming Qi's eyes ended abruptly.

Unwillingly growled: "No-"

His ink needle has made many arrogant and arrogant people hate it.

However, the cold long sword had already penetrated into his heart and took away his power.

Looking at Ming Qi who closed his eyes, Yun Li let out a deep breath, "It's so sinister!"

Who would have thought that his natal magic weapon was actually a needle! He is worthy of being an espionage person. This insidious method is simply unpredictable.

After glanced at the ink needle that inserted a few meters deep into the ground and corroded the surrounding mudstone, Yun Li couldn't help but praise: "So sharp!"

She stopped her and threw it away casually, but the needle was easily inserted several meters deep. If the poison on it had not corroded the surrounding rock mud, she would probably not be able to see where the needle was now.

Wei Lin looked at Ming Qi and thoughtful: "The natal magic tools are usually stored in the Dantian to warm up. Where will he place such a poisonous needle?"

"Can it still be the Dantian?"

Yun Li's eyes lit up. If Ming Qizhen put the ink needle in his dantian, then he would be a poisonous person. He could do some tricks and then trick him to check the abnormal Canye Pavilion people.

Unfortunately, the spiritual sense penetrated into his body and found no toxins.

Wei Lin couldn't help but give her a blank look: "What are you thinking? Who is so crazy and transforming her body into a poison nest."

Yun Li stuck out her tongue and killed people with a script, but isn’t there really anyone who practices poison skills?

After thinking about it, she reminded: "There must be a lot of poison in his storage bag."

Opening his storage bag, sure enough, a green jar filled with half a can of black venom, Yun Li's eyes turned and thought of An Ran, "This poison and this needle are very suitable.

It’s cousin.”

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows and asked: "Hmm?"

Yun Li said a long story short, "Her Master has ulterior motives and will not let her learn any attack techniques."

"Care?"

"Well, I don't know his purpose yet. This ink needle is hidden and the venom is hard to guard against, which is very suitable for her."

Wei Lin nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "The poison on the ink needle can hurt others and easily hurt yourself. Moreover, this evil poison will definitely attract attention. In this way, the ink needle cannot be used frequently.

Now.”

Yun Li pursed her lips, "The poison on it has been removed. Although the lethality has decreased, she doesn't have so many concerns when using it."

Wei Lin's spiritual power was wrapped around the ink needle and pulled out from the ground. A bright ball of flame tangled up. Under the high temperature, the dark green color appeared around the ink needle.

As time passed by little by little, Yun Li turned out all the storage bags of the other monks, and only the poison on the ink needle was cleared out.

She held her forehead, and it seemed that the toxin was very stubborn, "I'll do it."

"Can your flame be summoned?"

Wei Lin remembered that it took her more than half an hour to summon Fei Yan last time.

"Uh," Yun Li Yushu, the arrogant Feiyan, she really can't call it out as she pleases now, "Do deal with this place first, I will call it slowly if I have time."

As she said that, she popped out a stream of spiritual power and pulled the ink needle into the venom tank directly, and then quickly closed the lid.

After burning all the bodies, the two hurriedly left.

Now, it's Xiao Jin's turn.

After finding the exit, the two discovered that the underground cave was located in a small town at the junction of Zhongzhou and Dongshan, thousands of miles away from Xili Prefecture.

Yun Li tsk her tsk twice, "It's like a mouse, digging holes everywhere."

There is more than one exit in the cave. They just found the closest one. I think about the one they had from Xili Prefecture's velvet shop. I'm afraid other ways out are related to a city.

Wei Lin smiled, "Don't deal with the body of the robes shop. Keep it for Ye Xiao's family. Leave the rest of the strongholds to them to help us cook, and mix the water in the pool even more."

Yun Li's eyes rolled and immediately continued: "Use Xiao Jin to lead the Xiao family over!"

She sensed the location of the divine mark and looked directly over. When she found him, Xiao Jin was coming out of a house with a proud look on her face and walked leisurely towards the city lord's mansion.

Looking at each other, Yun Li stepped on her toes and emerged from the corner, "Uncle Master, have you picked up the spirit stone so happy?"

"Nephew Yun! Why are you here?" Xiao Jin was frightened by her sudden appearance. Then, he said suspiciously: "What did you call me just now?"

Although she is in the foundation-building stage and she is in the Qi training stage, it is not an exaggeration to call her uncle, but these days, this little girl is talking about Manager Xiao, so why did she suddenly change her words?

As soon as the warning in his heart arose, he felt a chill in his heart the next moment. He lowered his head, and the tip of the sword with a faint blue light was shining under the moonlight. A drop of bright red blood slid down from the blade, and there was nothing on the blade.

This part of blood stains.

A cold voice sounded in my ears, "She called you, uncle."

It's Qianjiu!

After this thought emerged in Xiao Jin's mind, he completely lost consciousness.

Yun Li pulled off his storage bag, and the few unopened boxes were filled with spirit stones. "It turns out that I picked up the spirit stones, no wonder I am so happy."

She suddenly became curious about where Xiao Jin went in the evening. Wei Lin glanced at the seal, "The totem of the Xiao family should be someone inside the Xiao family to win him over."

Yun Li couldn't help but fall into self-reflection. She was also undercover. Look at Xiao Jin. Not only did she do internal affairs, but she also wanted people to win over them. Thinking about herself, Mo Huai's nose is not the nose, eyes is not the eyes.

The salary is pitifully small, so I can only rely on earning some extra money from Su Xu to comfort myself.

Alas, she can always be like Xiao Jin, just like someone at home who can give her spirit stones.

Arrange everything and looking at Dongfang Fanbai, Yun Li said: "Or won't go back to Canye Pavilion. Without Lei Jifang, they will not find you for the time being. After three months, the bamboo spirit butterfly scale powder will fail.

I can't find you, the antidote and my portion."

"No, Lan Shu is completely aware of our relationship. After a year, we are not dead. She will guess that one of us is not poisoned. If the cabinet investigates it strictly, you will be exposed."

After a pause, he sneered, "Well, why should I hide like a mouse outside and let my enemies live happily in the pavilion?"

After thinking about it, it was a bit awkward. Yun Li turned her head and asked, "So, have you decided to take Canye Pavilion? Or kill the senior management to take over the position?"

Wei Lin coldly: "I'll take it in one pot."

"Okay," Yun Li nodded, looked at the sky, and urged: "You go quickly. If Mo Huai and the others didn't find you in Shanghe Mansion, they would turn back."

Wei Lin nodded, turned his head to look at her, and there seemed to be a soft light flowing in his eyes: "Take good care."

Yun Li smiled: "I know, I know."

Watching Wei Lin leave, she quietly returned to the city lord's mansion.

The next afternoon, the afternoon sun was so hot that the green plants in the yard were so baked.

Under the veranda of the northwest courtyard of the city lord's mansion, Yun Li sat at the table with his back facing the courtyard door, holding a talisman pen in his hand, and focused on drawing the talisman with his strokes;

Opposite, Mu Yan held a page of elixir recipe in her hand, thinking about it word by word, and occasionally lifting the pen to write something on the paper;

Inside the house, An Ran controlled Xueliang's fine needles, shuttled back and forth, and controlled the silver needles to insert them into various objects from time to time.
Chapter completed!