Chapter 48: Forced as a guide (2)

"Master, they are going to die soon!" Huo Guang suddenly called in the distance.
The soldiers covered their wounds and surrounded five young generals. Those five young generals were poisoned by the black gas of Ding Wugu, and their whole bodies were pitch black and trembling.
Yan Chuan raised his eyelids: "Mo Yuxi, fulfill your promise!"
Yan Chuan knows some Feng Shui techniques, but the cultivation base is too low to detoxify for a while.
"Ding Wugu, detoxify them!" Mo Yuxi shouted at the dwarf.
"I don't understand, this time I have suffered this great humiliation, because the saint said, I can no longer hold them, can I save them? Don't think about it!" Ding Wugu said viciously.
"Ding Wugu!" Mo Yuxi said coldly.
"Saint, I am not your subordinate, this time you enter the Feng Shui Array, you have to rely on me, for a few ants, do you ignore my feelings? I will not save it unless I die!" Ding Wuguhan Soundtrack.
After speaking, Ding Wugu looked at Yan Chuan coldly, with a disdainful look. To enter the feng shui array, you still need your own feng shui master, Ding Wugu believes that Mo Yuxi can't do anything to himself.
Mo Yuxi frowned, and finally sighed slightly.
"Qinglong, go and see, there is a way to save it!" Mo Yuxi frowned.
Mo Yuxi had already expressed his position, he would rather offend Yan Chuan than offend Ding Wugu at this moment.
Yan Chuan didn't say anything, but walked over and looked at the five teenagers.
A cyan light in Qinglong's hands poured into a young general. However, the teenager only trembled all over, and his face was still black.
"Holy girl!" Qinglong shook his head, saying that he could not detoxify.
"It's useless, this is the evil feng shui poison, it has entered the heart, if you don't understand feng shui, you can't solve it!" Ding Wugu said with disdain to Qinglong.
"The prince!" All the soldiers bowed to Yan Chuan.
These five teenagers died to support Yan Chuan, so Yan Chuan would naturally not let it go.
After probing her hand, Liu Jin immediately handed over the jade brush. Pass the inkstone.
Stained with pen and ink. Yan Chuan quickly wrote on the foreheads of five people.
Mr. Wen Ruo's eyes brightened as soon as the Cuiyu writing brush came out.
"This pen? It's so crude, it's impossible to write such domineering characters!" Mr. Wen Ruo shook his head.
Yan Chuan ignored it, but quickly wrote on the foreheads of five people.
When the pen was written, there was a breeze around him, bursts of cyan streamers appeared, slowly pouring into the five people.
"Qing!" "Qing!"............
He wrote five clear words in a row. Bursts of cyan streamer enveloped the five poisoned people.
"He really wrote it? It turned out to be his words!" Mr. Wen Ruo exclaimed in the distance.
While marveling, Mr. Wen Ruo showed bitterness for a while. Looking at the young boy's immature back, Mr. Wen Ruo felt as if he had already practiced his calligraphy skills on dogs.
Young Master Yang looked at Yan Chuan jealously and said, "The word? It's just a trail!"
Ding Wugu also watched bitterly.
"Master, will they be okay?" Huo Guang worried.
Passing the writing brush to Liu Jin, Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said, "I don't know, it's good fortune, my writing can only remove part of the evil poison, and the rest is up to them. Watch here, don't move their bodies!"
"Yes!" All the silver armies responded.
"Huo Guang, stay, everyone's injuries on the whole point!" Yan Chuan looked at Huo Guang.
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