The soft touch of the palm,

It's so familiar it's unsettling.

Mo Yunhan was distracted again.

The next moment, two black and gold talismans resembling tentacles wrapped around his legs like iron chains.

When he came to his senses, he immediately let go and tried to break free of the restraints with his internal force.

But before he could break free from the restraints on his legs, his arms were once again entangled by black and gold tentacles.

They were pulled apart in a large "T" shape.

The last tentacle was stirring restlessly on his neck.

It's tightening slowly, little by little.

If he dares to make another move, his neck will be snapped.

Qi Huang did not take it any further.

He quickly looked at the unconscious helmsman.

Only then did they realize that during their fight...

The man had somehow woken up, now holding a black object in his arms, his mouth gagged, and he was laughing in an extremely lewd manner.

Qi Huang didn't know what he was going to do, and had no time to waste, so she quickly disappeared into the black mist.

He flashed directly behind the person, intending to pull them into the black mist and take them away.

At this moment, Mo Yunhan had his back to the two of them and was unaware of what had happened.

Just as Qi Huang poked half of his body out of the black mist to rescue the person,

A strange gas suddenly rushed towards her face.

She only felt a little hot.

I didn't think much of it.

After all, given her current physical condition,

Whether it's poison or Gu,

There will be no impact whatsoever.

But her hand had just touched the helmsman's body.

Suddenly I felt dizzy.

The black mist that had been concealing its presence quickly thinned out.

All the spells she cast became ineffective.

The helmsman immediately felt a sense of relief.

The next moment, it darted away.

His triumphant and arrogant laughter echoed in the courtyard.

"You're all finished!"

Qi Huang found it strange.

They thought it was some kind of poison they had never seen before.

Adjust your breathing immediately.

They wanted to suppress it with spiritual power.

But for some reason, the more she circulated her body, the hotter it became.

The black tentacles on Mo Yunhan's body, which were a few steps away, had already fallen.

He turned around and reminded him.

"This is the internal energy of the dual cultivation furnace, which can only be suppressed by pure internal force."

His voice was a little breathless when he spoke.

The black demon mask covered the entire face, but the ears were flushed red.

Clearly, he was bound by the tentacles and did not escape the invasion of internal energy from the dual cultivation furnace.

"I can help you."

He stepped forward, breathing heavily.

Qi Huang felt a chill run down her spine and immediately tried to summon the black mist to leave.

But he found his blood boiling, and the black mist vanished without a trace after only a moment of condensation.

The bone-heart stone within her body had not yet fully fused.

Now that his body is affected, it has even affected the performance of his Taoist arts.

It's so hot!

She clutched her clothes tightly, struggling to stand up, but her legs were too weak to support her.

When it fell, it uncontrollably let out a shameful groan.

Even with his profound inner strength, Mo Yunhan was barely able to suppress it, and this shout almost caused him to break his composure.

He quickly explained,

"Stop moving around. Judging from your condition, you can't suppress your internal energy at all, and your mystical arts are useless. If you can't suppress it, you'll have to let it out, or you'll explode and die."

Qi Huang thought he was going to pounce on her and do *that* kind of thing.

In a fit of rage, he grabbed a broken teacup from the ground and held it against his own neck.

She didn't say a word from beginning to end.

But the eyes beneath the veil held a wealth of emotions.

Anger, resentment, helplessness, despair...

There is also the resolute determination to rather die than submit.

There was a kind of ruthless intent in them that said, "If you dare to come near, I will die on the spot."

Mo Yunhan stopped what he was doing.

Looking into those eyes, the pain in my heart grew stronger with each passing moment.

He didn't know the reason, yet he couldn't control it.

"You'll die if you do this. I can help you..."

He wanted to say he was transferring internal energy.

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp shard of porcelain flew from Qi Huang's hand.

He immediately turned his head to avoid it.

In the blink of an eye,

Qi Huang quickly cast an invisibility spell.

The spiritual energy flickered within the room, but vanished in an instant.

At this moment, Mo Yunhan was unable to concentrate and did not realize that the spiritual energy was golden.

He looked at the empty room and shook his head helplessly.

There's still a way to escape; it seems there must be a plan.

He was in a hurry to find the leader and didn't think about it anymore.

Just as he turned and stepped out of the courtyard, Ye Qi came rushing over carrying someone.

After landing, he asked urgently in a series of questions.

"My lord, are you alright? This fellow said you've been hit by a spell, what spell?"

Mo Yunhan waved his hand and looked at the person on the ground who was tightly bound.

Isn't that the fleeing helmsman?

He was taken aback.

"How did you catch him?"

Seeing that his tone was fine, Ye Qi patted his chest.

“My lord, when it comes to kidnapping, theft, and spying, you are no match for me.”

Mo Yunhan kicked him in annoyance.

"What's there to be proud of about that?"

Ye Qi stumbled from the kick, rubbing his buttocks and muttering to himself.

"That's our skill."

Mo Yunhan was too lazy to pay him any attention.

Step forward and crouch down.

"I'm here to ask you something, not to kill you. I'm releasing your pressure points now. If you dare to scream, I'll snap your neck right now, understand?"

The leader, whose speech had been silenced, knew he had met his match.

He could even withstand the internal energy of the dual cultivation furnace, he was definitely a master among masters.

His attitude was incredibly good.

He nodded frantically.

Mo Yunhan released his pressure points.

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