"Hmph."
A cold snort from a woman echoed out from beneath the black robe, revealing a face that was extremely seductive.
"It's that demoness again."
Ling Qianxue's pupils contracted upon seeing Mu Yan appear, and a chill took over her eyes—clearly, she had taken a great dislike to this enchanting Heart Demon back at the Lanyin City inn.
In midair, as Leng Ruofeng and the other three closed in, not a trace of panic showed on Mu Yan's face. It wasn't until they were merely a dozen meters away that she suddenly flicked her wrist, scattering a stream of red powder from her sleeve that spread quickly through the air.
The moment the red powder materialized, it seemed to meld with the air, turning into streaks of red mist that drifted toward the four under the influence of True Qi.
"Careful, it's poison!"
The faces of Leng Ruofeng and the others changed as they quickly sealed their mouths and noses and urged their True Qi to disperse the red mist before them.
