Mo Zihan's body fell heavily to the ground, her clothes were torn by the thorns, and there were punctures everywhere.
Murong Ying was even worse. She was scratched by the claws of the demon lizard, and a long blood mark was directly rubbed on her face.
"Oh my God - I'm disfigured!"
She covered her face in disbelief and almost fainted!
Nangong Chen burrowed directly into the haystack, hiding his head tightly and exposing his buttocks, like a ridiculous ostrich.
In the rush, no one noticed that there were several big holes in his pants, exposing his white buttocks...
Chi Xiangwan shouted desperately: "I thought of a spell that can send that monster back. You guys should donate your blood and essence quickly!"
She was extremely embarrassed and used her spiritual weapon to resist the attack of the demon lizard. Then, she quickly cut her wrist and drew a spell on the yellow paper.
Several other people also gathered around her, and then used the blood on their wrists to help Chi Xiangwan draw spells together.
The huge talisman finally burst out with dazzling light, rushing upwards quickly, shrouding the demon lizard in the center.
The demon lizard roared with great regret.
"It would give me a chance to show my face in front of the master!"
After saying that, its figure began to slowly disappear in mid-air.
"This guy finally got out!"
Everyone sat down on the ground exhausted.
All of them were slumped there like dead dogs, sticking out their tongues and panting non-stop.
After walking around in front of the gate of hell, everyone felt a sense of shock.
At this time, Mo Zihan felt pain in her wrist. She quickly went to bandage the wound, only to realize that she had shed such a large pool of blood just now.
Just now, in order to send the demon lizard away quickly, they didn't care about their own blood at all. When they cut their wrists, they were afraid that not much would flow out.
As a result, now, she feels fainting from excessive blood loss...
Mo Zihan really wanted to slap herself hard.
Do you want to be so stupid?
However, others are not much better.
They lay on the ground, feeling too lazy to move their fingers.
Murong Ying started to cry.
"Oh my god, what should I do with my face? I don't want it to be disfigured. I'm not married yet!"
"Don't worry, I'll find some beauty ointment for you to apply."
Chi Xiangwan said weakly.
"Really?" Murong Ying looked hopeful.
"I heard that there is a store called Jun's Medicine. The beauty ointments they auction are very effective. Xiang Wan, can you help me find some?"
"Don't worry, it's no problem."
Just as Chi Xiangheng agreed, he suddenly remembered that the Jun's Medicine Store seemed to be opened by Ye Qingli...
At this time, Mo Zihan said like a mosquito: "I will never let that little bitch go. Sooner or later, I will make her kneel at my feet... Ouch!"
She reached out and slapped her face hard.
"Where did the mosquito come from? It hurts me so much!"
"Snapped!"
Nangong Chen also slapped his face hard.
"Me too. Are the mosquitoes here particularly good at biting people? Oh my god, why is there so much blood?"
Nangong Chen jumped up suddenly. The mosquito he slapped on his face actually stained his hands with blood!
"No, it's a poisonous insect!"
