Chapter 302 The Curse Erupts!

Tian Renxin sat on the ground, "I'm going back, A Qing is still waiting for me."

Qiu Mukui scratched his head. He wanted to follow Li Jiu, but after careful consideration, he gave up this plan.

He wanted Li Jiu's talent, but for some reason, he felt vaguely uneasy. His intuition told him that it would be dangerous to follow Li Jiu.

He won't hurt Li Jiu. If he doesn't take the initiative, Li Jiu won't know about his talent, so the source of danger is not Li Jiu.

"I want to go back and discuss something with my father." Qiu Mukui said.

When in danger, retreat to protect yourself.

This is a rule his father taught him.

His talent is very special. There is no need to be in crisis. He can grow slowly and become number one one day.

Tian Renxin stood up and handed over to several people, "Looking forward to our meeting again, I wish you all a prosperous martial arts."

Kick!

Tian Renxin exerted his strength with his legs and turned into a sharp arrow, which shot into the deep forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go." Qiu Mukui waved his hand, jumped a few times, and his figure gradually shrank until he disappeared.

Song Nishang patted the dust on her body, used her true energy to sweep away the dirt on her skin, and said to Li Jiu: "Let's go too. Let's go to the Immortal City first. The Wuqing Sect has shops there. I'll find a disciple to ask the Saint." position."

Two days later, ask the fairy city.

It's getting dark

Night is coming, and the streets are sparsely populated.

Song Nishang and Li Jiu entered the city after a series of interrogations by the city guards.

"Entry into the city is much stricter than before. When I came here last time, the city guards only checked whether they were monsters and did not check their identity." Song Nichang said.

Song Nishang was walking on the street, looking at the closed doors on both sides of the road and the nervous-looking pedestrians with hurried steps, and couldn't help but feel strange.

"What happened? I asked Fairy City before that it was very lively at night."

Song Nishang found the shop with the plaque of Ruthless Pawn Shop, walked in, took off the token from her waist, and revealed her identity.

The pawn shop owner was overjoyed when he saw the saint coming in person, "Your Highness the saint, you are finally here. I knew the sect would not give up on us."

Song Nishang was even more surprised, "Tell me in detail what big thing happened."

Even the pawnshop owner was in such a panic, something must have happened.

Demon invasion?

That's not right. She and Li Jiu saw no traces of battle on the way here, nor did they detect the aura of demons.

The city walls are intact and the formation is still operating.

The pawnshop owner welcomed the two people into the inner hall and asked people to make tea. He stayed and elaborated, "Your Highness the Saint, who is this?"

"My good friend, the person from Zhu Xie Division, does it have something to do with the sect's secrets? If it's not a secret, just say it, don't worry." Song Nichang said.

When the pawn shop owner heard about Li Jiu's identity, his eyes lit up and he beamed with joy, "It's not a secret, it's the Hundred Ghost Disease that broke out!"

"The outbreak of the Hundred Ghost Disease? Are you right? The Hundred Ghost Disease comes from the curse of the ghost dragon. The ghost dragon has fallen. The curse is like a flower without roots. It will become weaker and weaker and will disappear sooner or later." Song Nishang said.

How can a curse without roots still break out?

Is it so troublesome that people in Xiancheng are in panic?

The pawn shop owner smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, I wouldn't dare to lie to anyone."

Song Nishang is famous in the Wuqing Sect. Who among these servants doesn't know about it?

Being targeted by Song Nichang is not a good thing.

He would never dare to cheat.

"What's the reason? Has anyone found out?"

The pawn shop owner wiped away the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said, "Wenxian City Master personally investigated and found out the cause. After the death of the ghost dragon, neither the human race nor the demons got the ghost dragon's dragon ball. Its dragon ball escaped. The city lord suspected that the ghost dragon The dragon ball was hidden near Wenxian City. After its power was leaked, the Hundred Ghost Disease broke out. The momentum was faster than when the Hundred Ghost Disease first broke out, and it was very dangerous.

Many people died in the villages outside Wenxian City, and some villages had no survivors. There were also people in the city who were infected with the Hundred Ghost Disease and showed signs of dragon transformation. The most powerful person persisted for seven days before dying suddenly, and most of them were less than five years old. He will die suddenly.

People were afraid of being infected and were reluctant to go out. During the day, only a few people wandered the streets in the city, and Hehuan Tower was closed to all visitors. "

Ghost Dragon's Dragon Ball

Song Nishang frowned slightly. She had no greed for the Dragon Balls. That thing was too evil and not a treasure that she could plan at her level.

The ghost dragon was one step away from becoming a god when it reached its peak. No one could guess whether the dragon ball was cursed. If she touched it rashly, she was afraid of dying suddenly.

She didn't dare, but that didn't mean that others didn't dare. The power of the Ghost Dragon Dragon Ball would definitely attract many warriors, and when the time came, Wenxian City would probably turn into a mess.

"Where are the people from the Zhuxie Division?" Li Jiu asked.

"The Execution Department of Immortal City is almost empty. All the demon slayers have been sent out to solve the problem. So far, none of them have come back." The pawnshop owner said in fear.

"It's troublesome." Song Nishang rubbed the center of her eyebrows. When it comes to the ghost dragon's dragon balls, everyone would feel troubled.

"Where is the Holy Son? Where has he gone?"

The pawnshop owner was silent for a while and whispered: "The Holy Son also went to look for the ghost dragon's dragon beads. He arrived at Wenxian City more than ten days ago. At that time, the Hundred Ghost Disease was not as violent as it is now. He specially asked us , don’t tell you the information about Wenxian City.”

Song Nishang secretly cursed an idiot.

Li Jiu suddenly asked: "Is there any big force coming?"

The pawn shop owner nodded, "The Xie family of Jiaozhou and the first-class sect Yiqi sect sent people here. Because Longzhu asked the Immortal City Lord for his guess, many big forces are still waiting and watching, and no big shots are sent."

"Is there any information about the Holy Son? Has he sent any message back?"

The pawnshop owner took out a roll of sheepskin, "Your Highness, the Holy Son searched three places, but couldn't find any trace of the Dragon Ball. Finally, he went here, and then there was no news."

"Have you sent people to look for him?"

"No, the servants dare not leave the city, so there is no way to find him."

Song Nishang fell into deep thought. There are only three possibilities for the Holy Son to lose his trace. One is that he is trapped and can't get out. The second is that he got the Dragon Ball and took the initiative to hide his traces and hide somewhere to refine the Dragon Ball. The last one is that he is dead.

At this time, the servant came up with a teapot and poured tea for Song Nishang and Li Jiu.

"Why are you shaking?" Song Nishang looked at the tea spilled on the table.

Ah~

The servant's hand shook violently, and the teapot fell to the ground and turned into a pile of fragments.

Plop~

The servant knelt down and kowtowed, his voice crying, "Please save me, save me, I don't want to die."

"Who wants to kill you?" Song Nishang said.

"No one wants to kill me. Please give me a Baixiang fruit. Please, I will repay you after I get the power of the ghost dragon." The servant begged.

The pawnshop owner's face suddenly changed, his body fell backwards, and the chair fell down with him. He fell to the ground with a horrified look, "You! You! Infected with Baigui disease! You know you are infected with Baigui disease! You didn't tell me! And you approached the two masters! You deserve to die!"

"I just want to live! I don't want to die! Sir, you are the saint of Wuqing Sect, you must have a lot of Baixiang fruits, just one! I want one! Please, even if I have to work like a cow and a horse for you in the future!" The servant stared at Song Nishang with hopeful eyes. At this time, his arm stretched out from his robe, and there were more than a dozen twisted black dragon scales on his arm.

Three days ago, when he was cooking at home, he found that his arm was a little itchy. He scratched it with his hand, and a blood stain appeared on his hand. He looked down and saw a twisted dragon scale on his arm.

When he learned that he was infected with the Hundred Ghosts Disease, he was desperate and thought that he was finished.

After his wife learned about it, she comforted him and told him to find the pawnshop owner, who might have a way.

The next day, he found the pawnshop owner, but did not confess that he was infected. Instead, he learned indirectly that the Hundred Elephant Fruit could eliminate the Hundred Ghosts Disease and that there was a certain probability that the infected person would gain the power of the Ghost Dragon.

He knew that the owner was greedy and treacherous, and would never give him the Hundred Elephant Fruit. If he told the owner, he would be abandoned. So he secretly searched for the pawnshop contract, thinking that someone would pawn the Hundred Elephant Fruit, and he would borrow it and return it later.

After searching for a day, he did not find the contract related to the Hundred Elephant Fruit.

When he returned home, he received another bad news. His wife was also infected, and it was not surprising that she was infected by him.

He was even more desperate. He continued to search for the contract today, but still could not find it. Just when he was discouraged, Li Jiu and Song Nishang came, and learned from the owner that Song Nishang was the Saint of the Wuqing Sect.

Saint!

With a noble status, he must have the Hundred Elephant Fruit!

The servant who was at the end of his rope had already done everything to survive.

Song Nishang's face was ugly, "Do you think the Hundred Elephant Fruit is a weed that can be found everywhere! I don't have any!"

"No, how could it be possible? How could you not have it? You must have it, but you don't want to give it to me, right! You don't want to give it to me! All of you sect disciples are so ruthless! Treacherous!" The servant's voice was very low in the first two sentences, and then it turned into a roar.

Hope was shattered, and fear filled his heart, making him extremely unwilling.

The pawnshop owner swallowed his saliva, "Sir, let's leave quickly, don't get infected."

"Too late." Li Jiu said.

The back of his hand was a little itchy, as if something was about to come out.

The curse of the ghost dragon is hard to guard against, and he was infected without noticing anything unusual.

It's just that this curse will hurt the body. As soon as there was a slight change, the first generation of immortal disease healed the wound, the deformed dragon scales could not grow, and the Hundred Ghosts Disease was suppressed.