The three of them exerted their strength together, but the rope slipped from the palm of their hands and was about to fall off.
The embroiderer was anxious, "Please think of a way quickly."
She asked for help, but her attitude remained the same.
The grass bracelet on Xiao Chen's wrist emitted a green light, covering his arm, and the string actually stopped.
The embroiderer was overjoyed and said, "Pull it up quickly."
There was a strong desire in her eyes, Hui Zi was about to be caught. So heavy, the ashes must be quite large. She could make a killing.
Xiao Chen lifted it hard, and the string slowly moved up from the bottom of the stream.
Pang Qi asked curiously: "How deep is this stream? The rope goes down a long distance."
The embroiderer rolled her eyes, "Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand? You don't even know this?"
Isn't it just for Huizi that we have come and gone? How could you not know?
Xiu Niang thought this piece of wood was stupid and looked at Xiao Chen, "You should know, right?"
Xiao Chen shook his head, "I don't know either."
The embroiderer fainted, and it turned out that the two of them were novices. "You two are lucky if you run into me. Pull me up first, and I will tell you slowly."
Xiao Chen struggled to pull the rope, and saw that the thing in the water was about to be pulled up. The embroiderer screamed and looked extremely ugly.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
The embroiderer's lips turned white and her voice trembled, "Quickly let go, don't let it come out of the water."
Xiao Chen loosened his hand, but the rope did not fall down. Pang Qi put his hand on the hilt of the black sword, as if facing a formidable enemy.
An ancient aura emerged from the bottom of the water.
The situation is not good, no wonder Xiu Niang has this expression.
She picked up the sword at her waist, cut the string, put the rope away, and ran away.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen also ran away with her. Pang Qi followed up consciously.
The embroiderer was in a hurry and didn't want the two of them to follow her, "Don't follow me, I can't even protect myself."
Behind the three of them, something was chasing them. The embroiderer's scalp became numb for a while, and she panicked and lost her mind.
The thing behind you is targeting Xiu Niang. Xiao Chen turned around, but saw nothing, and a desolate aura hit his face.
He stopped, and Pang Qi stood beside him, looking nervous.
The grass bracelet on Xiao Chen's wrist emits green light and forms a shield to isolate the outside world. The desolate atmosphere passed by the two of them.
Xiao Chen couldn't see it, and Pang Qi couldn't catch it.
In front, the embroiderer was so frightened that she quickly knelt down and held out the string with both hands, her body unable to help but tremble.
The desolate atmosphere rushed towards her. The embroiderer's body was as stiff as mud, and her whole body seemed to have dried up.
The string in her hand was eaten by the invisible thing, and the string disappeared visibly in the air. After eating, the invisible thing returned and jumped back into the stream with a splash.
The stream suddenly dried up, and there was nothing left on the ground, as if the stream had never existed.
The green light returned to the grass bracelets. Xiao Chen and the two were convinced that they were safe. They walked to the embroiderer and touched it with their hands. The embroiderer's body was weathered and pieces fell off, as if she had been dead for many years.
Xiao Chen's eyes widened in vain, "This damn person knows how terrible the place of death is."
Pang Qi swallowed, a look of horror appeared on his face, "Next time you must not go near a phone with water."
This time, he left a psychological shadow.
Xiao Chen's face was solemn, "We need to find out how Xiu Niang died."
Pang Qi's mouth turned bitter, "How to do this?"
He was at his wits end. He had just entered the land of death, and there were crises everywhere.
Xiao Chen was the same, and said helplessly: "Keep walking around and see, we can only try our luck."
The two randomly chose a direction and walked forward.
As he walked, Xiao Chen suddenly realized something was wrong, "Didn't you notice?"
Pang Qi shook his head and asked, "What did you find?"
Xiao Chen pointed at himself and then at him, "There is something extra in our bodies."
Pang Qi's face changed slightly, "It's the aura of desolation. When did we have these things in our bodies?"
Xiao Chen shook his head, "That's not clear."
Suddenly, a figure fell down, it was a sloppy old man. He was drunk, swaying, and staring at the two of them, "Strange, really strange, didn't you two realize that you were dead?"
These words were like thunder, exploding in their minds.
Are they already dead? !
How can this be?
The sloppy old man couldn't see through the two of them, "Two unlucky guys, they didn't even know they were dead. How pitiful."
Pang Qi was angry, "What nonsense are you talking about? We are fine."
Xiao Chen was silent, thinking about the sloppy old man's words.
The sloppy old man took out an elixir cauldron from his storage bag and said, "You two are already dead because of the desolate energy in your bodies. Why don't you give me an advantage and let me refine the two of you into desolate elixirs? It's worth every penny."
He grinned, with two yellow teeth on the door.
Pang Qi drew his sword without hesitation, and the sword energy slashed out from the black sword. The sloppy old man waved his hand and easily crushed the flying sword energy.
His aura also revealed that he was at the fifth level of Yuan Dan Realm.
Pang Qi looked ugly and stood in front of Xiao Chen, "You go first, I will stop him."
Xiao Chen shook his head and refused, "Get out of the way and I'll give it a try."
As he spoke, he took a step forward and stared at the sloppy old man, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
The sloppy old Taoist sneered, "It's just a dead person, what should I be afraid of, old Taoist?"
The next moment, his smile stiffened.
Xiao Chen released the desolate energy in his body, and the desolate energy was like a torrent, swallowing up the sloppy old man, "I believe what you said now, but only half of it. There is really something wrong with our situation."
The desolate atmosphere dissipated, and the sloppy old Taoist was as stiff as a clay sculpture. Xiao Chen moved forward, pushed it gently with his hand, and the clay sculpture of the sloppy old Taoist body collapsed suddenly, falling into pieces and shattering on the ground.
Pang Qi's face was full of shock, "This..."
Xiao Chen said in a deep voice: "This is desolate energy."
Pang Qi's mouth turned bitter, "We won't really die, will we?"
The sloppy old man's words were like a knife piercing his heart. Pang Qi panicked and asked Xiao Chen for help.
Xiao Chen shook his head, "Probably not dead, but it's different enough. This desolate air will kill you if you touch it, but we are fine. In the eyes of outsiders, we are indeed dead."
Pang Qi said distressedly: "How to get rid of the desolate energy in the body? You can't stay in this state forever, right?"
Xiao Chen shrugged and spread his hands, "I don't know either."
Both of them were helpless. This situation was difficult to deal with.
Suddenly, a bamboo frog jumped out of his pocket. It croaked twice, opened its mouth and swallowed, and most of the desolate energy in Xiao Chen's body was sucked away.
Pang Qi's face was full of surprise, and he leaned forward, "Suck me, suck me too."
But the bamboo frog burped and ignored him.
Xiao Chen picked it up and said, "It's a good thing. There's no end to it."
Pang Qi looked helpless and said in a sour tone, "It dislikes me."
Xiao Chen smiled, "Don't worry about this with a frog. Besides, it's made of bamboo."
Pang Qi smiled bitterly, with a bitter look on his face, "Okay, I won't argue with it."
