A crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and Jingliu had swung her sword with her other hand at some point, and the sword accurately blocked the attack of the baseball bat.

The collision between the sword and the stick produced dazzling sparks, and the huge recoil force was transmitted along the bat to Bai Qiong's arm, causing his palm to go numb and a sharp pain.

"Uh!"

Bai Qiong groaned and could no longer hold the bat. The bat slipped out of his hand, drew an arc, flew more than ten meters away, and fell weakly on the cold ground with a crisp "clang" sound.

Having lost his weapon and being restrained by Jing Liu, Bai Qiong's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid uncontrollably from his forehead, down his cheeks, and dripped onto the ground.

The reminder of doom perception kept ringing in his mind. Bai Qiong could clearly feel the increasingly dangerous aura emanating from Jing Liu, which was a sign that the demonic body was about to erupt completely.

He looked up suddenly and saw Jing Liu holding her sword high up. The blade was shining with cold light and full of murderous intent. The sword seemed to be ready to fall at any time and cut him in two.

The shadow of death loomed over Bai Qiong's heart. At this critical moment, a purple energy that reached the sky, like a surging angry dragon, violently hit Jing Liu from bottom to top.

Jingliu's movements suddenly stopped, and the sword that was originally raised high could no longer fall, as if it was firmly bound by an invisible force.

Her body began to tremble slightly, as if she was fighting against the purple energy.

Bai Qiong seized this rare opportunity and turned around suddenly, only to see Fu Xuan standing not far away, with his hands clasped together, making complicated hand gestures.

Her face was as pale as paper and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. It was obvious that she had reached her limit.

"Bai Qiong! Go!"

Fu Xuan's voice was weak and anxious, "I... I can't hold on for much longer!"

"Master Taibu, I can't abandon you!" Bai Qiong gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

He knew very well that Fu Xuan was only holding on in order to save him. Once Fu Xuan was exhausted and Jing Liu broke free from his restraints, both he and Fu Xuan would be doomed to die.

"If I tell you to leave, leave quickly!"

Fu Xuan's voice was filled with anger. "I am a fortune teller! This matter indicates the future of Xianzhou. It is our business! If you continue to stay, you will only be a burden to me. I don't need your help!"

This girl, it’s already this time, but she’s still so arrogant, Bai Qiong muttered helplessly in his heart.

Now is not the time for Fu Xuan to be a hero, but it is too late to find other people to help.

The only hope lies in himself.

"System! System! Is there any solution? Hurry up!"

Bai Qiong anxiously called out to the system in his heart, his voice trembling a little.

He desperately needed an answer, an answer that could stop the Mirror Flow and save him and Fu Xuan.

"Ding!"

The system's cold voice sounded in Bai Qiong's mind, bringing a ray of hope.

[Reminder: The demonic body itself is a type of disease. The special liquid ability you obtained earlier can purify it.]

Special Liquid Ability······Purification·

No, now?

Here, in front of Fu Xuan?

real or fake?

"What are you thinking about, you idiot? Go away! I can't hold on any longer!"

Fu Xuan shouted with all her might, her petite body trembling violently, beads of sweat constantly rolling down her pale face, soaking the hair on her forehead.

She was reaching her limit.

The Mirror Style Shuriken made a buzzing sound, making a heart-pounding buzzing sound.

On the sword, wisps of black gas moved around like living things, as if they were about to break free from their restraints.

Bai Qiong no longer hesitated, and directly lifted up Jing Liu's skirt and pressed against her.

Fu Xuan was stunned by her actions.

Master Taibu opened his mouth wide and blushed, "No, you...what the hell are you doing?!"

"Ding!"

[The character's mirror flow's corruption value increases by 1%!]

This was the fastest time Bai Qiong had ever experienced in his life, and it seemed to be only a few seconds.

He never imagined that one day he would become a quick shooter.

In that short period of time, he recalled almost all the obscene pictures sent by his friends in the group in his previous life.

When it left Jing Liu's body, the liquid drew an arc in the air and fell accurately on Jing Liu's body. "Sizzle..."

There was a slight sound, like water drops falling on a red-hot iron plate. When the liquid touched Jingliu's body, it immediately turned into a ball of white mist and quickly penetrated into her body.

“Ugh…Ah…Ahhhh!”

Jing Liu let out a painful roar, the sound was even more shrill and crazier than before.

She let go of Bai Qiong, her body shaking violently, as if she was in great pain.

The white mist filled the air, completely covering Jing Liu's figure. Bai Qiong and Fu Xuan both watched the movements in the mist nervously, holding their breath.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

After a few seconds, the white mist began to dissipate gradually.

Jingliu's body no longer trembled violently like before, but slowly calmed down. His originally ferocious and terrifying face gradually recovered, revealing his original beautiful face.

However, her eyes were still empty and confused, without a trace of spirit.

"Is this the demonic body being suppressed?" Fu Xuan's voice was full of shock. The scene that just happened almost shattered her three views.

She couldn't believe that the demonic spirit that had troubled the Xianzhou people for many years could actually be solved in this way?

Then when I get older, I can look for Bai Qiong.

Bai Qiong was a little bit unconvinced. He looked at Jing Liu and asked tentatively: "Jing Liu? Are you...are you okay?"

Jing Liu's empty eyes moved slightly, as if responding to Bai Qiong's call, but then, a sharp sword light flashed and rushed straight towards Bai Qiong.

"Be careful!"

Fu Xuan cried out in surprise, but it was too late.

Although this sword light was not the "Moon Reflecting the Cold River" that was strengthened by "Soul Transformation", it was still Jingliu's famous skill - "Flying Light without Cracks", which was extremely sharp and as fast as lightning.

"Three inches at the Gen position, hide quickly!" Fu Xuan shouted anxiously, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Bai Qiong almost subconsciously followed Fu Xuan's instructions and leaned to the left, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. The sword energy brushed past his ear, causing a sharp pain.

Jingliu looked at her lifted skirt and quickly turned it back to its original position with her hands.

Her eyes instantly turned cold, staring at Bai Qiong intently, gritting her teeth and saying: "What did you do to me? You are not very strong, but your methods are really... despicable!"

Bai Qiong was shocked. This was the first time he had seen a woman who could maintain normal logic and whose depravity value only increased by 2% after experiencing the "fire stick" and "that kind of thing".

This

What's happening here?

"System! What is going on?" Bai Qiong asked in his heart.

"Ding!" The system's cold voice sounded.

[Master, the demonic body is a kind of erosion from the spiritual aspect. Her spirit is already riddled with holes, so it is less susceptible to memetic erosion and can maintain normal thinking in most cases.]

What? Being infected by the devil's body can also resist memes? This is a new idea.

However, Jing Liu did not give Bai Qiong time to think wildly, and another sword attacked him. The sword light was like a rainbow, carrying a biting chill.

"Hide quickly, Bai Qiong! Rely on your instinct to hide, and you have run out of ways to avoid disaster!"

Fu Xuan shouted nervously.

After hearing this, Bai Qiong had no choice but to bite the bullet, raise the "fire stick" in his hand, and subconsciously fight back.

"clang!"

A crisp sound of metal collision was heard, and Bai Qiong felt a huge force coming, his palms went numb, and the "fire stick" in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

But to his surprise, the power of this attack was much smaller than before, and seemed to be only half of what it was before.

At the same time, Bai Qiong felt that his strength seemed to have increased a lot.

There was a flash of astonishment in Jing Liu's eyes. She looked at Bai Qiong in disbelief, with a tremor in her voice: "You...you bastard, what did you do to my body? Why is my body...so weak?" Weak...

Increase strength?

Bai Qiong suddenly remembered that it was "Ji Yin"! It was "Ji Yin" that produced the effect!

Now there is help!

Thinking of this, Bai Qiong's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile, "Crazy woman, you beat me up so badly just now!"

"Now, it's time to start... the offensive!"

Bai Qiong tightly grasped the fire stick in his hand and attacked Jing Liu fiercely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fire stick hit Jingliu's body again and again, making a whistling sound and making a dull sound.

Although Jingliu fought hard, due to the effect of "Ji Yin", her strength was not as strong as before.

After several rounds, Jingliu was forced to retreat again and again by Baiqiong, looking very embarrassed.

"Well......!"

Another heavy blow, with intense burning sensation and stinging pain, Jingliu finally couldn't hold on, his body staggered and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Fu Xuan suddenly made a move. She waved her hand and several purple silk threads flew out from her fingertips, instantly wrapping around Jing Liu's body and binding her tightly.

The silk threads created seductive curves on Jingliu's body, outlining her figure perfectly.

"Ding!"

[Scanning!]

[Scan successful!]

[New strategy target: Mirror Stream]

[Degradation value: 50%]

[Task: Make the mirror flow corruption value reach 50%] [Task reward: 12 + Star Dome Railway Meme production method]

Bai Qiong stopped what he was doing, looked at Jing Liu who was bound by the purple thread, took a deep breath, and said: "Now, can we calm down and have a good conversation?"

Jing Liu looked up at Bai Qiong with a complicated look in his eyes, and a hint of reluctance and doubt in his tone: "You... you bastard, what kind of dirty abilities are you using?"

Her tone was full of questions, as if she was examining an incomprehensible alien.

This is too bizarre and not the right way!

Fu Xuan walked to Bai Qiong, looked at Jing Liu, and said slowly: "It is precisely because he is the owner of these abilities that you should listen to him. Haven't you always been seeking to find the power to kill the 'Pharmacist'? Maybe, following him will be a better choice."

Jingliu listened to Fu Xuan's words, looked at Baiqiong again, and fell into a brief thought.

After a moment, she shook her head gently and said, "No... I am asked to temporarily give up the 'Pharmacist' who I hate so much and turn to you... to deal with an enemy that you don't even know what it is. How can I... convince myself?"

"I understand your thoughts...but I can't do it!"

After she finished speaking, a hint of madness appeared in Jingliu's tone again, and her beautiful pink pupils also showed some changes again.

"Be careful! She might be entering the demonic body again!

Fu Xuan's voice sounded again, with a hint of anxiety. She stared at Jing Liu closely, fearing that she would lose control again.

Bai Qiong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He looked at Jingliu and said firmly: "Senior Jingliu, please calm down! Otherwise... you don't want to have another special treatment, do you?"

These words seemed to work. Jing Liu's body trembled slightly, and his eyes, which had begun to turn red, slowly regained their clarity.

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