When the explosion went off, purple smoke dispersed from the ground.
Han Moze smelled it and immediately covered Liu Rushuang's mouth and nose. "Shuang'Er, the smoke's poisonous. Quick, hold your breath."
Liu Rushuang leaned against Han Moze's chest whilst she held her breath. She looked away and saw that one by one, the others had fallen to it. Her eyebrows couldn't help but furrow tightly and there was worry in her eyes.
Naturally, Han Moze also saw that the others had fainted from the poison. His gaze was incredibly intense, whilst he gritted his teeth.
After half a second, the purple smoke finally disappeared, and the flowers that covered the hills were once again bright and beautiful.
"Oh-ho! This young lady looks... Mm mmm mmm... I've never seen someone more charming than a water spirit. She's even more beautiful than the sect leader's madam, but... why's her hair green?"
