These Taoist soldiers were only exposed to the demon seeds before and only now have erupted?

This kind of demon species is extremely weak, and it is not contagious and has a very small threat.

Zhenren Situ released his spiritual consciousness and glanced around, and found that there was no abnormality, so he felt relieved.

"I'm too concerned..."

The others breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought that the devil Taoist had come back...

Everyone thought about going back and continuing to drink, and they were shocked, but halfway through, Bai Qingcheng was suddenly stunned and stopped.

Situ Zhenren was a little confused, "Zhen Zhenren Bai?"

"No..." Bai Qingcheng frowned and murmured.

Zhenren Situ was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

Bai Qingcheng said: "Master... the demonic Taoist has plans for every move. He will never throw these sporadic demon seeds here for no reason. If he does this, he will definitely have other plans..."

Bai Qingcheng said, and suddenly his face turned pale, "Zi Sheng Zixi!"

Her body was like a fallen feather, her feet were breeze, and she flashed a few times and came to the secret room.

Zisheng and Zixi were holding bowls, taking care of Aunt Xue, drinking nourishing soups.

Seeing Bai Qingcheng walking in a hurry, both of them were a little confused, "Mom..."

Bai Qingcheng pulled them in front of him and looked at the two children carefully. His spiritual sense sense sensed the breath of them, looked at their eyes, and then there was a stone in their hearts, and then it fell.

"Mom, what happened?"

Bai Zixi asked.

Bai Qingcheng shook his head and was about to say something, but suddenly his expression changed, "Where is the ink painting?"

Bai Zixi said: "Mo Hua was too tired and fainted. Aunt Xue sent him back to the room and let him sleep for a while..."

Bai Qingcheng's face turned pale.

Bai Zixi also realized something was wrong and said in a trembling voice: "Mom..."

"You guys are waiting here..."

Bai Qingcheng ordered, and then his figure flashed, as if it was astonishing as a terrifying geese. In a moment, he arrived in Mo Hua's room.

Mo Hua's small body lying on his side on the bed, sleeping quietly.

Bai Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little worried, so he shouted softly, "Mo Hua..."

Mo Hua seemed not asleep. He heard the movement, lay down straight, and then slowly sat up.

"Nothing, you sleep for a while..."

Bai Qingcheng didn't finish his words, but suddenly he was suffocated.

At this time, the ink painting had already turned around.

His face was innocent, but his pupils were pitch black.

One more chapter, I've tried my best~

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Chapter completed!