C3 Malicious

Right at this moment, Mo Xiyan felt a ripple in space. A white light flashed before her eyes, and immediately disappeared from the window.

That was her pet, Qing Qing. It had always been well-behaved. Such an action today must have sensed her impending doom.

At least it wouldn't have to die with him. Mo Xiyan closed his eyes helplessly, his mind becoming more and more chaotic.

Just when she thought that she was dead meat, a wave of wood gas flowed into her body and slowly occupied her dantian.

This was the life force Qing Qing had brought her, how could she let it go?

Mo Xiyan fiercely bit on her lips. The intense pain allowed her mind to regain some clarity.

Then, she took the chance to try to control the wood gas and slowly went along her seven meridians and eight meridians.

If she could hold on, Qing Qing could have passed on enough wood gas to her. Not only did she not have to die, she could also take care of most of the poison in her body, and would no longer be threatened by death at any time.

But what she didn't expect was that there were far more wood gas than she could imagine. It seemed that Qingqing had really gotten anxious, and it actually ignored everything and continuously stuffed the wood gas that was above the load of its body into her body.

Mo Xiyan only felt her dantian expanding rapidly like a balloon, and following that, her entire body began to swell and ache.

Not good, if this continues, her body will explode and she will die!

Mo Xiyan hurriedly recalled Qingqing back, and at the same time, drew as many wood gas as possible into his own space.

The large number of departure of the wood gas caused her body to instantly lighten, and the swelling pain was also alleviated.

After confirming that the remaining wood gas s could be completely absorbed by his body, Mo Xiyan then stopped his extradition to the wood gas.

She sat cross-legged and used these wood gas s to scour her blocked meridians due to the deposition of the poison.

This process allowed her to experience what it meant to die rather than to die.

There were too many toxins in her body, and wood gas was trying her best to force her way through, inch by inch. Her veins were already narrow to begin with, and adding to that her body was extremely weak to begin with, this kind of impact caused her skin to become extremely hot, as though she could burn herself to death at any moment.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The sound of breaking bones continuously rang out in her ears. She had already reached such a state. She could only grit her teeth and endure. There was nothing else she could do.

However, the severe pain caused her to constantly gasp, and her complexion turned deathly pale.

After Qingqing had been summoned back, when she saw that Mo Xiyan's situation was even more dangerous than before, she actually wrapped herself around her body in an instant, attempting to suck the wood gas back into its body.

Qingqing's addition did not make Mo Xiyan feel at ease, but instead increased her pain.

It was as if the wood gas in her body had acknowledged her master, and vowed never to leave her body.

Qing Qing was persistent, and used all her strength to pull at the wood gas.

Qing Qing and wood gas were at odds with each other, causing her body to turn into a blower and be torn apart by them.

"Qing Qing, stop!"

Mo Xiyan growled, and the moment Qingqing stopped, he regained control of the wood gas, then once again threw the wood gas into the air with the fastest speed possible.

Since his body could not endure it, he would wait until his attributes had improved. After making a decision, Mo Xiyan took a breath, then looked at Qing Qing.

"I'm fine." She extended her hand towards Qing Qing. "Actually, I still need to thank you. If it wasn't for you, I might have already died."

This was the truth. After the previous battle, most of the poison in his body had been purged. This could be considered a blessing in disguise.

After hearing her words, Qing Qing lowered her head and climbed onto her shoulder. She then lightly licked her cheek, "Meow."

"Hah, Qing Qing, you are really the fruit of my happiness."

Mo Xiyan was amused by its actions, and played with it as if it was the future of the world. After that, he told Qing Qing to stand guard here, and she himself went into the space in a flash, intending to clean herself up.

After entering the space, Mo Xiyan discovered that after the space had been injected into the wood gas, it had once again undergone a tremendous change.

The original spirit energy in the dimensional realm combined with the wood gas was actually able to raise all the spiritual plant s by a single grade. What made her even more pleasantly surprised was that the dimensional area had also changed from the original fifty square meters to such a hundred square meters, becoming a place that was comparable to a fairyland.

It was a pity that Mo Xiyan did not dare to stay in the space for too long, and only took a quick glance, took off her clothes, and jumped into the Spirit Spring to take a bath.

The wood gas and the spirit spring water that was filled with spirit energy helped her remove the poison once again, this way the poison in her body would be more or less cleared up, and although it was not completely cleansed, it would not take her life.

After taking a shower and eating some fruits in his space, he finally felt alive again.

Just as he was about to go in and out, Mo Xiyan subconsciously wanted to take out a clean set of clothes from the spatial space to change into, but no, the clothes in her spatial space were all collected from the supermarket.

Thus, she could only accept her fate and pick up the dirty and tattered clothes from the ground before putting them back on one by one.

After leaving the space, she had originally planned to let Qing Qing return to the space, but since she was unwilling to let the wind blow against her, she had it stand guard outside the room, acting as her bodyguard.

As for herself, she lay back on the ground.

After all, with her current condition, there was no way for her to get up.

At this moment, Qing Qing sent out a message in her mind. A girl had come from outside.

A young girl? Mo Xiyan was suspicious, but her body was even more paralyzed on the ground.

The door creaked open, and someone quickly entered the room and closed the door behind them.

With such caution, it seemed like he wasn't an important figure. Mo Xiyan gave someone a label in his heart, and his heart then relaxed.

"Young, young lady, you ? how did you become like this?" In the next second, she heard a burst of sorrowful weeping.

Mo Xiyan opened her eyes and looked at the man.

The young girl in front of him had two bun in her ears. Her face was haggard and pale, and she wore an jacket that had been washed to the point of losing its original color. She looked even more worn out than the one she wore.

From the original owner's memories, Mo Xiyan found out the identity of this girl.

She was the original owner's personal servant, Little Peach. She treated her extremely well. If it weren't for her, the original owner would have died several years ago.

Mo Xiyan used the tone of the original owner and told Xiaotao, "I'm fine, hurry up and go back."

She took out a bowl of Clear Broth Noodle Soup that was still steaming hot and passed it to Mo Xiyan, "Little, Miss, I brought you a bowl of noodles, you can eat it while it's still hot."

"Why do you have a face?" Mo Xiyan sat up and didn't accept the bowl. The original owner's memories told her that it had been difficult for her to take even a single step before this. Normally, let alone a bowl of noodles, even getting a decent steamed bun was an extravagant hope for them.

"I-I did my job well. Song mama gave it to me." Xiao Dou spoke very quickly, as she forcefully stuffed the noodles into Mo Xiyan's hands, "Miss, the noodles are getting cold, hurry up and eat ?"

Boom! *

Right at this moment, the door to his room was suddenly pushed open, and Mo Xiyan subconsciously looked up.

The three women stood by the door with their backs to the light, looking at her with eyes full of malice ?