Hong Qiushui took the car to the deserted village where the Demonic Path was hiding, and then followed the previous road and passed the underground passage to reach the palace underground.

He broke into the palace in two steps.

But there was no one in the palace, and he shouted loudly: "Come out! Don't hide! I know that people are here!"

His shouts echoed in the empty palace for a long time.

After a long time, the Phantom slowly walked out from the palace, and this person was Chunhua.

Chunhua's hands were wrapped around her, looking at Hong Qiushui with contempt on her pretty face, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Hehe, what are you doing here to scream? Those who don't know think someone is dead in your family!"

Hong Qiushui's eyes were wide open, and her teeth were chewing, "Give me the antidote!"

"So it turns out that I came here in such a hurry to get the antidote! But do you think... the antidote can be easily obtained?"

Chunhua smiled coldly and said.

"Where is your sect leader of the Demonic Way? I want to see him!"

Hong Qiushui said sternly.

"Master Hong San, are you looking for me!"

Song Yingzong, the leader of the Demonic Taoist, walked out slowly with his hands behind him, with an incomprehensible smile on his face, and said slowly.

"Let your subordinates give me the antidote! Otherwise, I will expose the place where your demons hide! "

Hong Qiushui was extremely anxious, and she threatened her words like an ant on a hot pan.

"oh?"

Song Yingzong was puzzled, and his eyes were crossed. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Chunhua standing beside him, and then said with a laugh: "Chunhua, give the antidote to Hong San Master! No matter what, he is also my old acquaintance, how could he treat him like this?"

"Abide by the orders of the Sect Master!"

Chunhua smiled cunningly, responded, then took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, and then slowly walked to Hong Qiushui.

Hong Qiushui hurriedly reached out and snatched the small porcelain bottle from Chunhua's hand, and then poured all the pills in the small porcelain bottle into his mouth without saying a word, swallowing it voraciously.

But after swallowing these pills, Hong Qiushui suddenly felt the pain of his stomach turning into a turbulent sea, and every skin on his body seemed to be piercing thousands of steel needles. The biting pain made the cold sweat on his forehead flow down like a waterfall.

"You...you don't give me the antidote!"

Hong Qiushui covered her stomach tightly with her hands, her face full of pain. Only then did he realize that he had personally walked into the trap set by the magic path.

"Haha, Master Hong San, I have never said that the small porcelain bottle contains the antidote, it was just taken out, but... who would have thought that you would swallow it in such a hurry?"

Chunhua said with a joke.

Hong Qiushui's face was covered with cold sweat, as if she was being showered by rain, her legs could not use any strength, and her body collapsed on the ground like a pool of soft mud. He looked at Chunhua and Song Yingzong in front of him with despair, stretched out his hand with difficulty, and said, "Give me the antidote!"

Song Yingzong just smiled and looked at Hong Qiushui on the ground without saying a word, as if watching a good show.

"Hong San Master, this is the antidote!"

Chunhua took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, and then deliberately shook it in front of Hong Qiushui's eyes.

Hong Qiushui wanted to reach out to grab it, but his hand reached mid-air. With the lesson he had just learned, he timidly took his hand back.

Chunhua saw the scene in front of her, and her smile on her face was even more interesting, "What? Master Hong San, this one is really an antidote. Why don't you snatch it this time?"
Chapter completed!