The residents rushed in like a tide, holding all kinds of weapons, including hoes, kitchen knives, and even embroidery needles. They were all full of them, but they all had a bitter murderous aura.

They were talking about words such as "bliss" and "again" and their eyes were frenzied, as if they were being bewitched.

The air was filled with a strong smell of sweat and blood, which was disgusting.

"Be careful!" The man in white shouted softly, waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed, forcing several residents to retreat.

The thunder rudder master waved his fists, and the wind whistled, knocking several residents holding hoes to the ground.

The woman Mo was agile in shape, and her long whip danced like a snake, whipping on the residents, making a crackling sound.

However, there are too many residents and they are fearless.

They rushed up one after another, and even if they were knocked down, they quickly got up again and continued to attack frantically.

Suddenly, an embroidery needle in a resident's hand shot at Ms. Mo, hitting her shoulder.

Ms. Mo groaned and staggered.

"Miss Mo!" The leader of Lei exclaimed, wanting to come forward to help, but was entangled by more residents and unable to get out.

Xiaohong was surrounded by several residents. Although the dagger in his hand was sharp, it was difficult to resist so many people.

Her face was pale,

"Xiaohong!" Seeing this, the man in white had his eyes scattered and rushed towards Xiaohong. The long sword in his hand waved like a storm, forcing the residents besieging Xiaohong back.

He was injured many times, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't realize it at all, with only Xiaohong in his eyes.

Young Master Xing hid in the corner and shivered, but he did not run away, but carefully observed the residents, trying to find out the reasons for their crazy behavior.

He found that these residents had a tiny red mark on their necks, like some kind of totem.

"What is this?" Mr. Xing murmured to himself, reaching out to touch the mark on the neck of a resident who was lying on the ground.

Suddenly, one hand grabbed his wrist.

"Don't touch!" A cold voice rang in his ears.

The man in white was caught by Mr. Xing’s wrist.

His eyes were cold and his tone was solemn: "This mark is probably related to controlling their power, don't touch it easily."

Young Master Xing was so scared that he retracted his hand and nodded repeatedly.

He carefully observed the residents on the ground and suddenly remembered that he had seen similar marks in an ancient book, which was...

A sign of drug control called "Jiu Le San"!

This drug can cause the hallucination of bliss, but at the same time it can also lose its mind and become violent and irritable.

What's even more terrifying is that once this drug becomes addicted, it will be extremely difficult to quit.

"I understand!" Young Master Xing shouted excitedly, "I know how to save them!" He took out a dilapidated ancient book from his arms, quickly read it, and found records of the antidote of "Ji Le San".

"Just find the 'dew grass', 'snow lotus seeds' and 'cold pond water' to prepare the antidote!"

Dew grass and snow lotus seeds are both rare medicinal materials, but fortunately, Mr. Xing traveled around in his early years and happened to know where to find them.

He quickly took the medicinal herbs, took the water from the cold pond outside the city, and prepared the antidote according to the records in ancient books.

The antidote exudes a faint fragrance, which is completely different from the sweet and greasy powdery smell that is spread in the air.

Mr. Xing distributed the antidote to everyone and asked them to serve the controlled residents.

A miracle happened!

The residents who took the antidote gradually returned to clear eyes, and the fanatical expressions on their faces gradually faded.

They looked around blankly, seemingly not understanding what was going on.

"I...what's wrong with me?" a resident asked in confusion, rubbing his head.

"You are controlled by a drug," the man in white explained, "It's okay now."

The residents then realized that they expressed their gratitude to the protagonist group.

"Thank you all for your help!" "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know how long we would be controlled!"

The joy of surviving the disaster finally relaxed everyone's tense nerves.

The man in white gently hugged Xiaohong, and Xiaohong's eyes were full of love.

Mrs. Mo and Master Lei patted each other's shoulders, showing a gratifying smile on their faces.

Young Master Xing happily chatted with the residents, and the atmosphere was in harmony.

However, just as everyone was immersed in joy, an old man walked up to the man in white tremblingly, his eyes full of fear: "Benefactor, you saved us, but... the real danger has not been lifted..."

The old man told them that the "Primage Slave" that controls residents is just a cover, and the real conspiracy planners are still in the dark, and are about to launch a more terrifying plan.

"What plan?" the man in white asked.

The old man shook his head, his eyes full of fear: "I don't know...I only know that something more terrible than this is about to happen..." He pointed to the tallest building in the center of the city, his voice trembling, "There...there is the real one..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he suddenly foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground and died.

A black mark suddenly appeared on his neck, which was completely different from the previous red mark.

The night is as dark as ink, and the clouds cover the stars and moons, adding a bit of gloomy to the already dim town.

The man in white had a sharp look and glanced at the dilapidated building in front of him. The air was filled with a decadent smell, mixed with a faint smell of blood, which was disgusting.

Xiaohong held the hand of the man in white tightly, sweating slightly in her palms, and a hint of nervousness in her gentle gaze.

Female Mo pursed her lips tightly, and the sword in her hand made a low buzzing sound, as if responding to the fighting spirit in her heart.

The Thunder Lord pinched the two axes in his hand, and the heavy breathing sounded particularly clear in the quiet night.

Young Master Xing hid behind the Thunder Lord. Although his face was pale, his eyes were full of trust in his partners.

According to the direction the old man guided before his death, they arrived at the most gloomy abandoned tower in the city.

The exterior wall of the tower is covered with thick moss, like hideous grimaces, as if telling horror stories that have happened here.

The broken window was dark, like a monster's eye socket, and was greedily watching the intruder.

The breeze blew, making a whisper like a ghost, making people shudder.

The man in white took a deep breath and waved his hand to signal everyone to prepare for battle.

Xiaohong pulled out a soft silver whip from her waist, which shone with a cold luster under the moonlight.

The woman Mo put the sword across her chest, her eyes as sharp as an eagle.

The thunder rudder took a step forward, and the two axes made a dull collision sound on the ground.

Mr. Xing also took out some medicine powder from his arms and held it tightly in his hand, ready to support him at any time.

Suddenly, a cold laugh came from the top of the tower, as if it was coming from the depths of hell, which was creepy.

A figure in a black robe slowly appeared on the top of the tower. His back was facing the moonlight, unable to see his face clearly, but it gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen men in black standing, holding sharp blades, emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

"Haha, I didn't expect you ants to dare to chase them here." The man in black robe let out a harsh laugh, with a hint of humor and disdain.

"It seems that you can't wait to die." His voice was like ice, making people feel cold.

He spread his hands as if showing his strength, "Do you think you can stop my plan with just one of you? It's so naive!"

The man in white looked shaking. He felt a strong pressure, but his fighting spirit increased even more.

Mo Wuxia snorted coldly, pointed the sword in her hand at the man in black robe, and said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense! Today, I will definitely cut you, the evil spirit, under the sword!"
Chapter completed!