At this moment, Su Muxi quickly stood up and threw a piece of talisman paper into the air without hesitation.

At the same time, she held a peach wood sword and pointed the tip of the sword precisely at the black gas.

I saw the talisman paper fly into the black air as fast as lightning.

A flash of light passed by, and a creepy, miserable cry like a baby crying came from the black air.

At the same time, the color of the black gas also became much lighter in an instant.

In this black air, the figure of a boy about two years old gradually emerged.

Seeing Su Muxi throw out another talisman, the boy was terrified and immediately ran around the living room.

Just when the talisman was about to penetrate the boy's body, a black gas emitting a strong fishy smell suddenly appeared in front of him and firmly blocked the talisman's way.

In the blink of an eye, the talisman paper seemed to be ignited, burning rapidly, and eventually turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

Su Muxi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile: "Finally showed up!"

After saying that, she decisively took out a sharp knife from her bosom, and then lightly scratched her index finger without hesitation.

In an instant, a piercing pain came over her, causing her to frown involuntarily.

She wanted to endure it, but her heart was connected to her.

Anyone who can bite their fingers with their teeth as shown in TV dramas must be a ruthless person.

Su Muxi quickly smeared the two drops of blood on the peach wood sword in her hand.

The runes on the surface of the peach wood sword suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.

Su Muxi held the peach wood sword and stabbed towards the black fog without any hesitation.

Faced with Su Muxi's fierce attack, the black fog obviously felt an unprecedented threat.

The black fog emanated bursts of biting coldness, like a ferocious beast pouncing towards Su Muxi with bared fangs and claws.

Su Muxi waved the peach wood sword while taking out pieces of talisman paper from her pocket and throwing them towards the black fog.

The talisman paper kept exploding in the air.

The room, which had been quiet all the time, suddenly began to emit "bang bang" and "pa pa" sounds from time to time.

Du Qian, who was standing in the yard, felt a tightness in his heart when he heard this series of noises.

He hurriedly moved closer to the door and put his ear close to it, trying to hear what was happening inside.

The room was noisy, as if someone was setting off firecrackers inside.

Occasionally, there would be the crisp sound of a glass or other heavy object falling to the ground.

Du Qi'an's heartbeat became faster and faster, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

It was as if there were fireworks going off in the room, and occasionally there would be the sound of glass or heavy objects falling to the ground.

He paced back and forth in the yard nervously, his steps seeming a little flustered.

He didn't even bother to take shelter from the scorching sun.

Soon, beads of sweat the size of beans covered Du Qian'an's forehead, nose tip and cheeks, but he seemed completely unaware of it.

Su Muxi had no less than ten defensive talismans on her body, but she didn't have to worry about defense and just kept attacking.

As she continued to throw out talismans, the black air was forced to retreat again and again.

Not long after, the black fog, which was originally two square meters in size, had shrunk to only about half a square meter.

The black fog tried to escape, but it was surrounded by magic circles on all sides and could not escape at all.

Seeing that his hundred years of cultivation were about to be destroyed, Hei Wu decided to take a gamble and fight to the death.

A white, slender arm slowly stretched out from the black fog, with wisps of black air emerging from it as if there were hundreds of small snakes.

Then the hand was seen flipping up and down rapidly, and the black gas rushed towards Su Muxi like a substance.

Su Muxi knew that this was the black fog's final counterattack and did not dare to be careless.

Without hesitation, she took out Yixuan's high-level talisman paper and threw it hard towards the black fog.

There was a loud thunderclap, and the six jade stones that originally maintained the operation of the magic circle turned into powder in an instant.

Du Lei, who was lying in the middle of the formation, slowly opened his eyes.

He was just about to sit up when suddenly, a cloud of black mist rushed towards his face like a ghost.

Seeing this, Su Muxi couldn't help but shout, "Master..."

In the blink of an eye, a layer of dazzling light suddenly appeared around Du Lei, instantly shattering the black fog into pieces.

Su Muxi quickly took out Xihua from the small bag she was carrying, muttering something.

The black air that was originally scattered everywhere seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force, and condensed into strands of black lines following her spell, and was continuously absorbed by Xihua.

As the last trace of black air disappeared, Su Muxi slowly closed Xihua and carefully put it back into the backpack.

Su Muxi felt a tightness in her chest and difficulty breathing. She couldn't help but cough lightly, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her legs seemed to have lost their strength, becoming sore and weak, and she fell to the ground involuntarily.

Just when she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of warm, broad hands supported her body steadily.

Du Lei stared at Su Muxi, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

There was confusion, shock, and worry.

"Grandpa, you're awake. You've just recovered and can't move around freely..."

Du Lei was stunned when he heard Su Muxi call him "Grandpa".

He carefully looked at the face in front of him, which was quite similar to Du Wan, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy surged in his heart.

He asked softly, "Are you Xiaoxi?" There was a hint of uncertainty and expectation in his voice.

Su Muxi nodded slightly.

"Yes, grandpa, I'm Xiaoxi."

After saying that, she thought for a moment and shouted loudly outside the house.

"Uncle, are you there?"

Du Qian, who was waiting anxiously, just heard a loud noise and his body shook violently, and he almost rushed into the house.

Su Muxi's words flashed through his mind, and his hand, which was originally on the door handle, shrank back as if he had been electrocuted.

He leaned against the door nervously, his ear pressed against the door panel, trying to hear what was happening inside.

However, the room was silent at this moment, which made his heart beat faster and faster, as if it would jump out of his throat in the next second.

As time passed, Du Qi'an's anxiety not only did not ease in the slightest, but became even more intense.

He kept rubbing his hands together, muttering to himself, "Why don't you come out... I hope nothing will happen..."

At this moment, he suddenly heard Su Muxi's voice, and a burst of ecstasy suddenly surged in his heart. He quickly responded loudly: "Xiao Xi, I'm here, can I come in now?"

There was no reply from Su Muxi.

But it was the deep and deep voice of his own old man: "What are you dawdling about outside, you little brat? Hurry up and get in here."

Du Qian couldn't wait to push open the door.