"I'm going to die." Yan Jing stuffed a pill into his mouth weakly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then took out a spiritual fruit.

Wei Yin: "You are about to die and you won't forget to eat a spiritual fruit?"

"Not eating, waste," said Yan Jing.

Wei Yin's heart was so thrusting: "If you die, this task will fail, and the client will have to come back to live."

Yan Jing: "Can I stop it if I die?"

It’s simply nonsense. It’s great to die in the back of Qi Xiao, and it’s embarrassing to be in front of Qi Xiao.

Who knew that the poisonous pill that melted in the mouth would be killed by one blow to others, but for Qi Xiao, he did not die immediately, and he still had time to struggle to kill her?

I've been withstood for so long before I die.

Yan Jing closed his eyes and was waiting to die. It hurt so much. It was useless after taking so many pills. He felt like he was pulling a bellows in his chest, and he was whispering.

"You will fail if you die." Wei Yin emphasized again.

Yan Jing frowned: "Are you annoying? Is it enough to say that I won't die?"

"If you fail, there will be no Baiyuan." Wei Yin said. Can't Yan Jing ask him for help? Humph! Do you want to resist?

Yan Jing was irritable, and it was so difficult to go quietly in a life, this noisy fly.

Wei Yin was wondering whether Yan Jing could hold on. She worked hard to make plans and tried her best to weaken the male protagonist's luck and snatch all the opportunities he could. Finally, she killed Qi Xiao in the third palace. If the male protagonist's luck did not weaken, she would probably be able to survive this time. After all, she was so despicable that she didn't die immediately.

She also found a good job for the client as the Supreme Elder Sect. Things are so perfect. If she can't hold on, her mentality will be blown up.

Death is equivalent to failure, and failure is not a hundred sources? Yan Jing moved his hand with difficulty and stuffed a pill into it. Then he will not die. If he works harder, he will work harder?

Wei Yin: "..." As expected, hundreds of sources can inspire Yan Jing.

Yan Jing ate no pill left, and he replenished some spiritual power. Yan Jing tried it several times before he stood up. He was shaking, his chest was whispering, Yan Jing trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth. She wiped her sleeves.

"The old man said, don't give up everything easily. It's not easy for the old man to raise me." Yan Jing said with difficulty.

Wei Yin: "What does it have to do with the old man?"

Yan Jing's eyes were cold: "The old man adopted me and raised me not to make me do useless work here."

"Yes!" Wei Yin encouraged her: "Hold on!"

She walked to the mural with difficulty. On the mural, there was a man with a blurry face holding a long sword in his hand. Yan Jing held the hilt of the sword and injected a trace of spiritual power into it. A strange feeling came from the underworld. The position of the sword on the mural slowly protruded, and a box came out from the mural. Yan Jing put away the box, and there were fragments of the artifact inside.

It can be made up with the fragments in the hands of the Supreme Elder.

She didn't dare to open the box, there was a mechanism inside the box.

There is a mechanism in the wall, and there is a switch at the hilt of the sword. If you find the switch, you can easily remove the sword and not be injured by the other mechanisms here. Of course, it is not due to Yan Jing's intelligence, but the plot.

In the plot, Qi Xiao spent a lot of effort to understand where this mechanism is, and it took a lot of effort to leave here. Now it’s cheaper Yan Jing, she doesn’t need to think about anything, perfectly avoiding all dangers.

Yan Jing did not leave immediately, but looked at the mural. When the box containing the broken sword was taken away by her, the wall returned to its original flatness, but the sword painted in the man's hand on the mural also disappeared strangely.

On the fifth floor, there is a prompt about this sword. The ancient artifact was born again, and it was necessary to make more than one insider.

It is precisely because Qi Xiao got this fragment and went to the medicine field to dig the remaining fragments in the plot, because some people knew that the sword was in his hands, and others could know that it was all thanks to the tip of the sword on the fifth floor, which means that Yan Jing is out from here now, and some people know that the sword is in her hands.

The missing sword in this painting means that the east and west sword has been taken away. This room is not the first to Qi Xiao enter. Many people who have failed to come in have an impression of this sword, so later someone discovered that after Qi Xiao left here, the sword on the mural disappeared.

Therefore, it was judged that the thing was in Qi Xiao's hands.

When she went out from here, there would have to be a sword on the mural. After that, many people would come in this room, and no one would suspect her.

Yan Jing sat down facing the wall, then took out the paint from the five-pointed star and started painting.

After tutu, Yan Jing's painting skills were really good. He actually drew an exact sword, and the color was not bad at all.

Wei Yin: "?" This is simply a genius.

Unexpectedly, she had thought about every step before she came, and even brought the paint.

"Okay." Yan Jing's hands were trembling, and she struggled to put away the paints. Then she lay on the ground and quietly looked at Qi Xiao's body.

wait……

Feeling uncomfortable, she felt that she couldn't bear it anymore, so she glanced at the paint and it was dry.

There were explosive nets and ropes on the ground, and Yan Jing cleaned them up bit by bit. In this way, Qi Xiao had no wounds on his body, and he died of poisoning and spiritual consciousness. The medicinal properties that were incompatible with the incense beads also dissipated in Qi Xiao's body and could not be found.

After packing up the scene, Yan Jing crawled to the door with the last bit of strength. Two animals were painted on the murals on both sides. The animals' eyes were bright and bright. Yan Jing injected spiritual power into the eyes and the door opened.

Yin Lan and Jiang Zhen heard the door open outside, but no one came out. After hesitating for a moment, they chose to rush in, and Liu Li followed closely.

"Junior sister." Yin Lan widened her eyes. What's going on?

Jiang Zhen also hurried over and helped Yan Jing up and shook her hard: "Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

After using his last bit of strength, Yan Jing fell down in pain. He just wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but Jiang Zhen woke up. She said, "I'm really dizzy this time."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and said whether she could wake up.

"Senior Brother!" Liu Li stood next to Qi Xiao's corpse in disbelief. My senior brother lost his breath?

"Senior Brother..." Liu Li's voice was extremely shrill: "Senior Brother, don't scare me, what's wrong with you, you..."

"Wake up." Liu Li knelt in front of Qi Xiao and shook him.

Yin Lan and Jiang Zhen both flashed in surprise. Is Qi Xiao dead?

But the junior sister's situation is not easy to be optimistic. She is now dying. Yin Lan hurriedly checked Yan Jing's situation and found that her breath was very disordered and mixed inside.

"Whatever she was thinking, why was she taking everything?" Yin Lan was so angry that she was taking medicine randomly.

He took out a pill and stuffed it into Yan Jing's mouth, and then asked Jiang Zhen to support Yan Jing's unconsciousness. He injected spiritual power to help Yan Jing's disconnect from the disordered inner body.
Chapter completed!