Infected with the undead disease, he had to specialize in suicide magic

Tian Ren 뀞 sat on the ground, "I'm going back, A Qing is still waiting for me."

Qiu Mukui scratched his head and wanted to follow Li Jiu. After careful consideration, he gave up this plan.

놛 wanted Li Jiu's talent, but for some reason, 놛뀞 felt vaguely uneasy. His intuition told 놛 that it would be dangerous to follow Li Jiu.

놛 will not hurt Li Jiu. If 놛 does not take the initiative to say it, Li Jiu will not know about 놛's talent, so the source of danger is not Li Jiu.

"I want to go back and discuss some things with you," Qiu Mukui said.

When in danger, retreat to protect yourself.

This is a rule taught by 꿵 personally.

놛's talent is very special. There is no need to be in crisis. He can grow slowly and become number one one day.

Tian Ren 뀞 stood up and handed over to several people, "Looking forward to our meeting again, I wish you all a prosperous martial arts."

Kick!

Tianren 뀞 exerted his strength with both legs, turned into a sharp arrow, shot into the deep forest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go." Qiu Mukui waved his hand, jumped a few times, and his figure gradually shrank until he disappeared.

Song Nishang patted the dust on her body, used her true energy to sweep away the dirt on her skin, and said to Li Jiu: "Let's go too. Let's go to Xiancheng first. The Wuqing Sect has a shop there. I'll find a disciple to ask. The position of the Son.”

Two days later, ask the fairy city.

It's getting dark

Night is coming, and the streets are sparsely populated.

Song Nishang and Li Jiu entered the city after a series of interrogations by the city guards.

"Entry into the city is much stricter than before. When I came here last time, the city guards only checked whether they were monsters and did not check their identity." Song Nichang said.

Song Nishang was walking on the street, looking at the closed doors on both sides of the road and the nervous-looking pedestrians with hurried steps, and couldn't help but feel strange.

"What happened? I asked Fairy City before that it was very lively at night."

Song Nishang found the shop with the plaque of Ruthless Pawn Shop, walked inside, took off the token from her waist, and showed her identity.

The pawn shop owner was overjoyed when he saw the saint coming in person, "Your Highness the saint, you are finally here. I knew the sect would not give up on us."

Song Nishang was even more surprised, "Tell me in detail what big thing happened."

Even the pawnshop owner was in such a panic, something bad must have happened.

Demon invasion?

That's not right. She and Li Jiu saw no traces of battle on the way here, nor did they detect the aura of demons.

The city walls are intact and the formation is still in operation.

The pawnshop owner welcomed the two people into the inner hall and asked people to make tea. He stayed and elaborated, "Your Highness the Saint, who is this?"

"My good friend, the person from the Zhuxie Division, is it related to the sect's secrets? If it's not a secret, just say it, don't worry." Song Nichang said.

When the pawn shop owner heard about Li Jiu's identity, his eyes lit up and he beamed with joy, "It's not a secret, it's the Hundred Ghost Disease that broke out!"

"The outbreak of the Hundred Ghost Disease? Are you right? The Hundred Ghost Disease comes from the curse of the ghost dragon. The ghost dragon has fallen. The curse is like a flower without roots. It will become weaker and weaker and will disappear sooner or later." Song Nishang said.

How can a curse without roots still break out?

It's so noisy that the people in Xiancheng are panicking?

The pawn shop owner smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, I wouldn't dare to lie to anyone."

Song Nishang is famous in the Wuqing Sect. Who among the servants doesn't know this?

Being targeted by Song Nichang is not a good thing.

놛Never dare to cheat.

"What's the reason? Has anyone found out?"

The pawn shop owner wiped away the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said, "Wenxian City Master personally investigated and found out the cause. After the death of the ghost dragon, neither the human race nor the demons got the dragon ball of the ghost dragon. Its dragon ball escaped. The city lord suspected that the ghost dragon The dragon ball was hidden near Wenxian City. After its power was leaked, the Hundred Ghost Disease broke out. The momentum was faster than when the Hundred Ghost Disease first broke out, and it was very dangerous.

Many people died in the villages outside Wenxian City, and some villages had no survivors. There were also people in the city who were infected with the Hundred Ghost Disease and showed signs of dragon transformation. The most powerful person persisted for seven days before dying suddenly, and most of them were less than five years old. He will die suddenly.

People were afraid of being infected and were reluctant to go out. During the day, only a few people wandered the streets in the city, and Hehuan Tower was closed to welcome guests. "

Ghost Dragon's Dragon Ball

Song Nishang frowned slightly. She was not greedy for the Dragon Ball. That thing was too evil and was not a treasure that she could plan at her level.

The ghost dragon was one step away from becoming a god when it reached its peak. No one could guess whether the dragon ball was cursed. If she touched it rashly, she was afraid of dying suddenly.

She didn't dare, but that didn't mean that others didn't dare. The power of the Ghost Dragon Dragon Ball would definitely attract many warriors, and when the time came, Wenxian City would probably turn into a mess.

"Where are the people from the Zhuxie Division?" Li Jiu asked.

"The Execution Department of Immortal City is almost empty. All the demon slayers have been sent out to solve the problem. So far, none of them have come back." The pawnshop owner said in fear.

"It's troublesome." Song Nichang rubbed her eyebrows. When it comes to the ghost dragon's dragon ball, everyone will feel troubled.

"Where is the Holy Son? Where did 놛 go?"

The pawnshop owner was silent for a while, and said in a loud voice: "The Holy Son also went to look for the ghost dragon's dragon ball. He arrived at Wenxian City more than ten days ago. At that time, the Hundred Ghost Disease was not as powerful as it is now. He specially asked us , don’t tell you the information about Wenxian City.”

Song Nishang secretly cursed an idiot.

Li Jiu suddenly asked: "Is there any big force coming?"

The pawn shop owner nodded, "The Xie family of Jiaozhou and the first-class sect Yiqi sect sent people here. Because Longzhu asked the Immortal City Lord for his guess, many big forces are still waiting and watching, and no big shots are sent."

"Is there any information about the Holy Son? Has there been any news from 놛?"

The pawnshop owner took out a roll of sheepskin, "Your Highness, the Holy Son searched three places, but couldn't find any trace of the Dragon Ball. Finally, he went here, and then there was no news."

"Have you sent people to look for him?"

"No, the servants dare not leave the city, so there is no way to find him."

Song Nishang fell into deep thought. There are only three possibilities for the Holy Son to lose his trace. One is that he is trapped and can't get out. The second is that he got the Dragon Ball and took the initiative to hide his traces and hide in a certain place to refine the Dragon Ball. The last one is that he is dead.

At this time, the servant came up with a teapot and poured tea for Song Nishang and Li Jiu.

"Why are you shaking?" Song Nishang looked at the tea spilled on the table.

Ah~

The servant's hand shook violently, and the teapot fell to the ground and turned into a pile of fragments.

Plop~

The servant knelt down and kowtowed, his voice crying, "Please save me, save me, I don't want to die."

"Who wants to kill you?" Song Nishang said.

"No one wants to kill me. Please give me a Baixiang fruit. Please, I will repay you after I get the power of the ghost dragon." The servant begged.

The pawnshop owner's face suddenly changed, his body fell backwards, and the chair fell down with him. He fell to the ground with a horrified look, "You! You! Infected with Baigui disease! You know you are infected with Baigui disease! You didn't tell me! And you approached the two adults! You deserve to die!"

"I just want to live! I don't want to die! Sir, you are the saint of Wuqing Sect, you must have a lot of Baixiang fruits, just one! I want one! Please, even if I have to work like a cow and a horse for you in the future!" The servant stared at Song Nishang with hope. At this time, 놛's arm stretched out from the robe, and there were more than a dozen twisted black dragon scales on his arm.

Three days ago, when 놛 was cooking at home, he found that his arm was a little itchy. He scratched it with his hand, and a blood stain appeared on his hand. 놛 looked down and saw a twisted dragon scale on his arm.

After learning that he was infected with the Hundred Ghosts Disease, 놛뀞 was in despair and thought that he was finished.

After his wife learned about it, she comforted 놛 to find the pawnshop owner, who might have a way.

On the next day, 놛 found the pawnshop owner, but did not take the initiative to confess that he was infected. Instead, he learned indirectly that the Hundred Elephant Fruit could eliminate the Hundred Ghosts Disease and there was a certain probability that the infected person would gain the power of the ghost dragon.

놛 knew that the owner was greedy and treacherous, and it was absolutely impossible for 놛 to use the Hundred Elephant Fruit. If 놛 told the truth, he would be abandoned. So 놛 secretly searched for the pawnshop contract, thinking that someone would pawn the Hundred Elephant Fruit, and 놛 would borrow it and return it later.

After searching for a day, 놛 did not find the contract about the Hundred Elephant Fruit.

When he returned home, he received another bad news. His wife was also infected, and it was not surprising that she was infected by 놛.

The head of the servant was even more desperate. The unwilling servant continued to search for the contract today, but still couldn't find it. Just when the servant was discouraged, Li Jiu and Song Nishang came. The shopkeeper told him that Song Nishang was the saint of the Wuqing Sect.

Saint!

She is of noble status, so she must have the Baixiang fruit!

The servant who was at the end of his rope had already done everything to survive.

Song Nishang's face was ugly, "Do you think the Baixiang fruit is a weed that can be found everywhere! I don't have any!"

"No, how could it be possible? How could you not have it? You must have it, but you don't want to give it to me, right! You don't want to give it to me! All of you sect disciples are so ruthless! Treacherous!" The servant's voice was very low in the first two sentences, and then it turned into a roar.

Hope was shattered, and fear filled the heart of the servant, making the servant extremely unwilling.

The pawnshop shopkeeper swallowed his saliva, "Sir, let's leave quickly, don't get infected."

"Too late." Li Jiu said.

The back of 놛's hand was a little itchy, as if something was trying to come out.

The curse of the ghost dragon was hard to guard against, and 놛 was infected without even noticing anything unusual.

However, this curse would harm the body. As soon as there was a slight change, the first generation of immortal disease healed the wound, the deformed dragon scales could not grow, and the hundred ghost disease was suppressed.