Bai Qingqing looked up.
Sure enough, a stone tablet stood at the edge of the Black Mist Forest.
But it's not very big.
It is both thin and narrow.
Even the areas that hadn't turned black were a dull gray.
It doesn't attract much attention.
"What kind of riot?" Bai Qingqing glanced at it and then looked away, asking.
"The black mist will spread out, along with the sounds of fighting. Those who hear the fighting will involuntarily enter the black mist and be swallowed up by it," Mo Qianxue said.
"And then?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"And then?" A look of solemnity appeared in Mo Qianxue's eyes: "Then, the person died."
No remains were found.
"Is no one able to escape?" Bai Qingqing asked again.
"No." Mo Qianxue shook her head.
"Wait, that's not right." The Bull Demon King scratched his head and asked, "Didn't they say someone escaped from the Black Mist Forest?"
As he spoke, the Bull Demon King's gaze fell on Scarface.
Is this bastard lying?
Scarface shrank back and immediately glared at Mo Qianxue.
He wasn't lying.
This woman is talking nonsense. Is she trying to get herself killed?
No, I absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die.
Thinking of this, Scarface looked at the Bull Demon King with a bitter expression.
Just as he was about to speak, Mo Qianxue said, "That's when there's no riot, there's only a sliver of hope."
"You seem to know this place quite well?" Bai Qingqing asked slowly.
“After all, I’ve been in Youhuang City for nearly a hundred years,” Mo Qianxue said. “If you stay in a place for a long time, you’ll get to know it well.”
"Bullshit!" Scarface finally seized his chance and roared, "I've been in Youhuang City for hundreds of years, how could I not know?"
Wukong kicked Scarface in the chest with a "duang," sending him flying seven or eight meters away.
Scarface lay on the ground, groaning.
He was glared at by Wukong and quickly covered his mouth, looking terrified.
"Who are you?" Wukong walked over, stepped on Scarface's chest, and asked fiercely.
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue," Scarface hurriedly said with a smile. "I am your grandson, your great-grandson."
"Dream on!" Wukong kicked Scarface again.
"You're right, I'm not good enough for you. I'm just a piece of mud." Scarface nodded hurriedly and said through gritted teeth.
Mo Qianxue glanced at the scarred man: "That's because you're not strong enough."
Scarface felt a mouthful of blood well up inside him, stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.
That was incredibly frustrating.
He's already a regional leader; could he have done it if he lacked the strength?
Even in the smallest region, one is still a ruler of that region.
"The riots will start soon, you should leave quickly," Mo Qianxue urged again.
"Aren't you leaving?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"I still have some things to finish, so I can't leave," Mo Qianxue said firmly.
"What's the point of finishing it if you die?" Bai Qingqing asked.
“My situation is rather special; the spreading black mist cannot truly harm me,” Mo Qianxue said earnestly. “But you are different; you will really die.”
She desperately didn't want anything to happen to this delicate young girl in front of her.
I don't know why, it's just a strong feeling.
She hoped she would be safe and sound.
"So what's your situation?" Bai Qingqing looked at Mo Qianxue with great interest.
Mo Qianxue frowned.
She wanted to say: The stone tablet is almost completely black; if you don't leave now, it will be too late.
But what came out of his mouth was: "Because I am an exorcist."
After she finished speaking, Mo Qianxue's eyes widened.
What happened?
She didn't mean to say that.
This was her secret, and she had never told anyone.
Why would someone open up to a complete stranger they've just met?
No, absolutely not!
Could it be that I've fallen under the demon's illusion spell?
Thinking of this, Mo Qianxue solemnly pulled out a broken wooden plate.
It looks dilapidated.
There's a wooden pointer on it, and it looks like a piece of it is broken off.
It looks like it could fall apart at any moment.
Luo Ci, however, stared intently at the broken plate in Mo Qianxue's hand, his brows furrowed.
There's a familiar feeling about this broken plate.
But it's very light.
He couldn't confirm it for the time being.
Xiao Hao was so shocked when he saw it that he almost jumped up.
Fortunately, there was no physical form.
A dark red spiritual energy from Mo Qianxue's fingertip entered the broken plate: "Seek the Demon of All Laws, manifest!"
The pointer on the broken plate began to spin rapidly.
The next second, it pointed directly at the location of Demon Raider No. 1 and Demon Raider No. 2.
And it flashed with a deep red color.
The red was almost blinding.
Mo Qianxue was taken aback.
The stronger the red light, the closer the demon is to her.
She had never seen such a dazzling red light since she took over the Demon-Seeking Compass from her grandfather.
So I was indeed tricked by the demons?
Mo Qianxue unfolded the long black cloth in her arms, revealing a rusty black longsword inside.
The sword also has holes of various sizes and colors.
It looks very fragile.
It breaks easily.
Mo Qianxue looked up in the direction indicated by the Demon-Seeking Compass and suddenly met the gaze of Demon Raiser Number One.
Demons!
Mo Qianxue felt her blood surging with excitement and clamor.
She had been searching for so long in Youhuang City, but she never expected to run into him here today.
It's either him or him!
As an exorcist, she has absolute confidence.
Demon Raiser Number One couldn't help but take several steps back, swallowing hard.
Mo Qianxue gave him a dangerous feeling.
If he were stabbed by that broken sword in her hand, he would probably die right here.
He didn't want to die yet.
Thinking of this, Demon Raider Number One ran quickly towards Bai Qingqing: "My lady, help!"
Demon Raiser Number Two belatedly realized what was happening and quickly ran towards Bai Qingqing's direction.
"As expected, they are demons!" Mo Qianxue's eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
Moreover, it should not be underestimated.
She didn't even notice him when they were so close, and had to rely on the Demon-Seeking Compass.
My grandfather used to say that he wasn't good enough at his craft, but I wouldn't admit it.
Seeing it today, it's clear it's not very good.
It seems I still need to work harder in the future.
"Are you also demons?" Mo Qianxue's gaze fell on Bai Qingqing, and her voice involuntarily softened.
Sensing the change in herself, Mo Qianxue bit her lip in resentment.
What exactly happened?
"No." Bai Qingqing shook her head.
"If you're not a demon, why are you with demons? And why are they seeking your protection?" Mo Qianxue questioned, "Could it be that you're colluding with demons?"
"How can you talk like that, little girl?" Wukong said, displeased.
“Exactly,” the Bull Demon King grumbled, dissatisfied. “It was my brother and I who saved you just now. How can we not be your saviors? And you talk to your benefactors like that?”
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