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Moreover, after being needled, one will die from the poison within half an hour, giving you little opportunity to prepare an antidote or even try it.

Under such harsh conditions, having an antidote or not really makes no difference.

Li Mochou dared not be negligent at that moment. She quickly withdrew her attack on Lu Wushuang, waved her horsetail whisk, and moved backward. After a flurry of activity, she finally managed to block the attack of the divine needle.

Lu Wushuang's growth was far beyond Li Mochou's expectations. With the Jade Maiden Swordplay and her Whisker Skill locked in a close contest, and Lu Wushuang having also mastered the Five Poisons Divine Skill, Li Mochou held a temporary advantage, albeit a decisive one.

Chapter 88: The Iron-Headed Toad

Li Mochou was skilled in using a whisk, although the techniques she used were derived from the Jade Maiden Swordplay. However, Li Mochou was not her grandmaster Lin Chaoying, and while her moves appeared more elegant and unpredictable, their actual power was greatly reduced.

Lu Wushuang learned the orthodox Jade Maiden Sword Technique from Xiaolongnu. With diligent practice, he could at least hold his own against Li Mochou's whisk.

As for the Five Poisons Divine Skill and the Five Poisons Divine Needle, both of them possess both, which greatly reduces the gap between them.

Lu Wushuang has one advantage over Li Mochou: her mastery of the Long Elephant Prajna Skill.

Ten years from now, or perhaps just five years from now, Li Mochou will no longer be confident in killing Lu Wushuang.

Li Mochou also knew this, and knew that she couldn't let Lu Wushuang continue to grow.

After spinning in mid-air and landing, Li Mochou kicked her feet and charged towards Lu Wushuang. She gathered her true energy on her whisk, turning it into a sword, and stabbed it towards Lu Wushuang's heart.

In truth, given Lu Wushuang's understanding of the Five Poisons Divine Skill, it was absolutely impossible for her to launch so many poison needles just now. At that time, she was only able to unleash her full potential under immense pressure, and it was already her most powerful performance to date.

Even so, it still couldn't harm a single hair on Li Mochou's head.

Lu Wushuang recalled Huang Rong's words, and it seemed that what she said was indeed true.

Looking at Li Mochou, who resembled the Grim Reaper, Lu Wushuang did not dodge. Because she couldn't dodge, nor did she need to.

In Li Mochou's eyes, Lu Wushuang, who was only five meters away from her, was already a dead body.

But something's not right. A strange thought flashed through Li Mochou's mind. Why couldn't she see fear in Lu Wushuang's eyes? Instead, there was even a smile.

Something's not right! A sense of unease raced through Li Mochou's mind; there was a trap!

As if to confirm her premonition, a loud 'boom' was heard from the distant woods, followed by the sound of trees falling. These sounds were quickly drowned out by a series of increasingly urgent 'croaking' sounds like bullfrogs.

A tremendous sense of crisis swept over us, and just as intense as a whirlwind seeped into our very bones was a strong killing intent.

Li Mochou caught a glimpse of a tall figure flying out of the woods out of the corner of her eye.

The figure flew over on its stomach, its arms slightly bent and dangling in front of its chest, its large head hurtling straight toward her.

At the current speed, before Li Mochou's whisk pierces Lu Wushuang's chest, her own body will definitely be knocked away by the newcomer's big head.

Without a second thought, Li Mochou abruptly shifted the direction of her whisk and, at the critical moment, struck the newcomer's large head.

With a whoosh, the air itself seemed to ripple. Lu Wushuang was forced back more than ten steps by the massive shockwave before regaining her footing.

As she retreated, she saw Li Mochou's body fly headfirst into the air. After landing, she flew five or six meters further, leaving a long scratch on the ground.

In contrast, the tall man had lost all his hair and was lying on all fours with his stomach heaving dramatically, making gurgling noises. Dust was stirred up and scattered in all directions within a half-meter radius of the ground he was on.

"Master!" Hong Lingbo, who was very loyal to Li Mochou, disregarded the pain on his face and ran over to help her up.

With Hong Lingbo's help, Li Mochou stood up, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then exclaimed in shock, "Are you Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison?"

That's right, the tall man lying on the ground like a giant toad was none other than Ouyang Feng, who had been turned into a living corpse by Lin Yaoxie.

Because the young girl never wanted to leave the ancient tomb, in order to protect her safety, Lin Yaoxie left the living corpse Ouyang Feng and the bronze-armored corpse there to guard it.

Later, because Xiaolongnu made another breakthrough in her cultivation level, Lin Yaoxie planned to send Lu Wushuang alone to the Martial King's Mansion in Lin'an to find Heilong. That's why he sent a message urging Ouyang Feng to return quickly.

After Lin Yaoxie emerged from the spatial dimension, Ouyang Feng also arrived. He stored Ouyang Feng in the spatial dimension, and only released him when Huang Rong disagreed with Lu Wushuang going to Lin'an alone. He then gave instructions to ensure Lu Wushuang's safety.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng lay prone on the ground, his pupils, mostly white with little black, staring lifelessly at Li Mochou. If it weren't for his heaving stomach and the strange noises coming from his mouth, one could easily mistake him for a dead man.

Ouyang Feng wasn't exactly dead, but he wasn't exactly alive either. That's why he wouldn't answer when Li Mochou asked him questions.

Since it has been determined that Li Mochou poses a threat to Lu Wushuang, the person he is now protecting, then according to the orders given to him by Lin Yaoxie, he must ruthlessly eliminate her.

With a 'gurgle', he exerted force with his legs and hands again, and his body shot straight out again. His bald, Mediterranean-looking head still locked onto Li Mochou as his target.

Even though Ouyang Feng didn't answer, judging from the posture of his magical technique, Li Mochou had already confirmed that this person must be none other than Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, whose infamy was even greater than hers.

Li Mochou was very self-aware. Although she was arrogant, she knew that she had no chance of winning against Ouyang Feng, the most insane of the Five Greats.

If you can't win, then there's no point in fighting. Li Mochou has roamed the martial world for so many years, killing countless people and leaving countless bloody handprints, yet she's still alive. That's because she has her own principles.

You can bully the weak, but never mess with the weak.

It was precisely because she held this principle in her heart that she was able to escape unscathed both times she faced Lin Yaoxie.

Although Ouyang Feng is not as terrifying as Lin Yaoxie, he is still not someone Li Mochou can contend with.

Although she couldn't figure out why Lu Wushuang always had powerful protectors, she didn't have time to think about it now. Faced with the imminent fatal attack, all Li Mochou could think about was how to escape with her life.

After that attack, the whisk had been sent flying to who-knows-where. Even if she had the whisk in hand, she wouldn't be able to muster any more strength to fight Ouyang Feng again.

Turning around and running away was also unrealistic; Ouyang Feng's attack speed was too fast, and without the thing above to block it, she wouldn't have been able to dodge it at all.

What's holding me back? What's holding me back? Li Mochou couldn't help but think of Hong Lingbo, who was standing beside her and supporting her.

Chapter 89: Yuan Dadu [Second Update]

"Lingbo, you died for your master, and your master will always remember you!"

Li Mochou truly lives up to her reputation as a female demon; in the most perilous moments, she is willing to sacrifice anything. For example, her most loyal and devoted disciple.

Li Mochou grabbed Hong Lingbo and, before the latter could react, threw her toward Ouyang Feng, who was charging at high speed.

He then leaped backward, channeling all his remaining strength into his lightness skill.

If Lu Wushuang were to attack Lin Mochou at this moment, Li Mochou would die instantly. In order to escape and increase her speed, she transferred all the protective power she had been maintaining to lightness of movement.

The most important thing now is to escape Ouyang Feng's attack range. If she can't escape, even if Li Mochou concentrates all her internal energy, she won't be able to withstand a blow from Ouyang Feng's head.

Although Lu Wushuang was eager to take revenge, the two were too far apart to reach him for the time being.

A crisp, dry 'smack'. Ouyang Feng's large head slammed into Ling Hongbo's face, which, though disfigured, was still fairly normal.

Hong Lingbo's face first caved in, then began to crumble. Blood splattered everywhere, red blood and white brain matter.

Hong Lingbo didn't even have time to utter a sound before his head was smashed. Due to the immense speed, his body, sent flying through the air, continued to flail its limbs like a dragonfly whose head had just been twisted off, and could still fly for a while.

Hong Lingbo's death still had some value for Li Mochou. Although it was negligible, it still delayed Ouyang Feng's attack to some extent.

Furthermore, the gruesome sight of her death further stimulated Li Mochou's adrenaline, causing her to leap and soar even faster.

Ouyang Feng's attack missed, and he crashed into the woods, knocking down several large trees before coming to a stop.

After being turned into a living corpse by Lin Yaoxie, the body no longer feels pain, and the attack power has increased significantly, which are all advantages.

However, the zombies' minds were severely damaged, making them much less adaptable.

After Ouyang Feng adjusted his posture and strode out of the woods, Li Mochou, who looked like a lost dog, had already mounted the black donkey again.

Don't underestimate that black donkey just because it's not a Ferghana horse. It has a great synergy with Li Mochou, especially when it comes to escaping.

The donkey didn't need Li Mochou to urge it; once its owner was seated, it took off running on all fours. And its escape method was quite innovative.

It didn't flee along the main road, but instead plunged into the woods, using the trees as a natural barrier as it frantically ran around them.

For a normal person, chasing a donkey that is good at running away in the woods while dodging trees is indeed quite difficult.

But for Ouyang Feng, who was always in the Toad Skill state and using his head to clear the way, none of this was a problem.

If Ouyang Feng wanted to give chase, he could catch up with Li Mochou and kill her in just a few breaths.

In fact, the living corpse Ouyang Feng did intend to do just that. He lay back down on the ground, gathering his strength, his large belly bulging like a missile ready to be launched at any moment.

But just then, Lu Wushuang, who had finally caught her breath, spoke up: "No need to chase after them!"

With Lin Yaoxie not by his side, Lu Wushuang is now the supreme commander of the living corpse Ouyang Feng.

Looking at Hong Lingbo's corpse lying on the ground, blood gushing from his neck, Lu Wushuang said fiercely, "Spare Li Mochou's life. I'll kill this demon."

After saying that, she picked up the small cloth bag that had been left by the roadside: "We need to take care of business first. Let's go, let's speed up and get to Lin'an."

...

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

At the junction of desert and grassland, in the setting sun that appeared especially round and yellow in the twilight, a giant eagle carried a man dressed in snow-white robes as it flew by.

It seems to be a deity from Eastern mythology, or perhaps the sun god from Greek mythology.

This extraordinary sight was witnessed by herders grazing their sheep on the grassland, and in an instant, hundreds of people prostrated themselves on the ground in worship, shouting "Shalaba!"

Mongolians hold wolves in high esteem, and the famous wolf totem represents their supreme belief. In ancient Mongolian, "Shalaba" has a dual meaning: wolf and true god. In Chinese, it can be interpreted as the wolf god.

The wolf howling at the moon and the appearance of a god-like figure at sunset could very well be a sign that 'Sarapa' has driven the sun down and allowed the moon to rise.

"Shalaba, shalaba, the miracle of shalaba has appeared in the grassland."

Although the grasslands were vast, the news spread at an astonishing speed, heading east, crossing the grasslands, flying over towering mountains and mighty rivers, and traversing the winding Great Wall, all the way to present-day Beijing, then the Yuan capital.

The entire spread of the virus took only a few days. At the time, this speed of spread was considered even more miraculous than the appearance of Salabah.

At that time, the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven did not yet exist in Dadu (the Yuan capital); the entire city was still in its infancy. Due to the prolonged siege of Xiangyang and the death of the Grand Preceptor in exile, the Great Khan Möngke of the Yuan Dynasty ordered a withdrawal from the fighting. A large number of soldiers were transferred from the army to contribute to the construction of Dadu.

Möngke still called himself Great Khan instead of Emperor. At this time, the Yuan Dynasty believed that it had not yet completely conquered the Central Plains. Even though the iron cavalry in the western theater had swept across Europe, Möngke still did not think he was worthy of the title of the supreme ruler.

This is also why the Mongol Great Khan Möngke was alone in his huge yurt, drinking mare's milk wine in a melancholy mood.

“Great Khan, there’s no need to worry.” A burly man drank wine with Möngke.

His name was Ma Guangzuo, but he was not actually a pure Mongolian; he was a famous Hui warrior.

When the Mongols were at their peak, their suppression of Xinjiang was not much weaker than their suppression of the Southern Song Dynasty. But Ma Guangzuo was a reckless and simple-minded man who acted solely on his own whims, showing little regard for ethnicity or religion.

With Ma Guangzuo's abilities, he would never have been able to sit at the same table and drink with the Mongol Khan.

But now that the Golden Wheel Monk is dead, Möngke is depressed. Looking throughout the entire Yuan capital, apart from Ma Guangzuo, he can't find another decent expert.

Therefore, in recent days, the two have frequently been seen drinking mare's milk wine alone.

Chapter 90: Wolf God Salaba [Third Update]

Ma Guangzuo said in a deep voice, "I heard that a Shalaba Khan has appeared on the grassland. This is a sign that God is blessing Mongolia."