Ming Weishang glanced at Qingfeng and said, "It's not poison!"

Zhong Duanren paused for a moment and said with a trace of reluctance in his eyes: "Even if it is not poison, fumigating the temple with stench cannot be a light punishment."

Ming Weishang said: "We will discuss the punishment later. Now we must rescue them all."

Qingfeng quickly shouted: "Wait~"

Ming Weishang frowned and said, "What else is there?"

Qingfeng pointed at Liu Kongxian, who was being pulled by the bright moon and hanging in the air, and said, "Uncle, do I win this battle? You see, he is already unconscious, but I am still alive and kicking."

Zhong Duanren couldn't help but shouted angrily: "You are cheating!"

Qingfeng coughed and said, "Sir, a soldier never tires of deceit."

Ming Weishang said: "You have won." He waved his hands in disgust and said: "Get out of here quickly."

The vitality rope in Mingyue's hand swung, and Liu Kongxian immediately flew towards Zhong Duanren, who was quickly caught by Zhong Duanren.

Mingyue snorted coldly, and quickly swept out with the breeze in her arms. In the blink of an eye, she flew out of the church area, directly rushing out of the purple-black smoke. She flew for more than ten miles before stopping, landing on the top of a loft, looking at the church in the distance.

There was billowing black mist inside, like a demon appearing in the world.

The people in the imperial city also came out one after another. The people who were close to the church ran away one by one. The people who were far away also pointed in the direction of the church, with expressions of fear and worry on their faces, fearing that the evil spirits were attacking them.

The church, the people were implicated in the war.

High up in the attic, Mingyue let go of her hands and said helplessly: "Can you come down now?"

Qingfeng hugged Mingyue tightly, buried her head on Mingyue's chest, and said as thin as a gossamer: "No, I feel like my head hurts, I feel dizzy, I feel so uncomfortable, I'm going to die, I'm going to die~"

"Ahem~" A low cough sounded.

Qingfeng quickly jumped down from Ming Yue, stood on the ground honestly, looked at the gloomy Ming Weishang, smiled apologetically and said: "Uncle, have you eaten?"

Ming Weishang took a deep breath, I am not angry, I am not angry, he is the father of the child, he cannot be angry, he said with a stern face: "Let me ask you, what is this stench made of?" He gritted his teeth and said: "Seriously those

Filth?"

Qingfeng shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, this stinking pill is made from purple golden grass, sunflower, immortal grass... and other precious medicinal materials. Although it smells a bit, it can refresh the mind and strengthen the body after smelling it.

Keep fit."

Ming Weishang's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Purple golden grass, sunflower, immortal grass... Who kind of prodigal could refine such a useless thing from these precious medicinal materials?"

Qingfeng shrank his neck and whispered: "It's not me, I don't know how to make medicine."

"Hmph~" After learning that the stinking smell was made from precious medicinal materials, Ming Weishang's knot in his heart immediately disappeared. He snorted coldly and turned into a ray of light and shadow and flew towards the church to continue saving people.

Qingfeng looked at Mingyue, and his body went limp and rushed towards Mingyue. He hugged Mingyue and leaned on Mingyue's shoulders. He said feebly: "I feel like I can't survive. I feel cold and trembling all over."

Mingyue rolled her eyes and looked at the billowing black smoke, too lazy to answer the breeze, with a strange light in her eyes.

After Ming Weishang and Zhong Duanren rescued everyone from the temple, all the members of the temple could barely move on their own. With their superb cultivation, they carried the unconscious person without any serious problems. Everyone quickly evacuated the temple and was outside the city.

stationed.

The entire temple was like a source of odor, spreading towards the imperial city. For a while, the entire imperial city was filled with a pungent odor. Every house closed its doors and the streets were deserted.

Even Emperor Qing could not avoid it. He was trapped in the palace every day. Several pots of incense were lit in the palace. Emperor Qing was so angry that he smashed several sets of tables and chairs.

While the imperial capital of the Qing Dynasty was immersed in the stench, the city of Anqing was immersed in the joy of the New Year, with lights and colors everywhere, and laughter and laughter.

The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and the city lord's mansion was no exception. The chubby city lord was instructing two servants to hang a red lantern in front of the gate.

The city lord shouted anxiously: "It's crooked. Can you see it? Do you have eyes? Go a little to the left."

The two servants quickly moved the red lantern to the left.

The city lord stretched out his fleshy finger, pointed at the servant on the right, and shouted angrily: "I didn't ask you to move, why are you moving?"

The two servants turned to look at the city lord. The servant on the right said aggrievedly: "Mr. city lord, you told me to move to the left."

The city lord stared wide-eyed, put his hands on his hips and said, "You are hanging fine, why are you moving? I asked him to move."

The servant on the right muttered: "You didn't tell me not to move!"

"What are you mumbling about?"

The servant on the right shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, I didn't say anything."

"Put it back now."

"Yes~" The servant on the right quickly turned his head and put the lantern back to its original position.

"Dad." A chubby girl ran out of the city lord's mansion.

The city lord laughed and said: "My dear daughter, why did you come out? Where are you going?"

The chubby girl smiled and said, "Dad, my mother and I went to Baiyun Temple to offer incense."

A plump young woman walked out of the city lord's palace, followed by two maids. Each maid held a basket in her hand. There were some incense candles and some fruits in the basket.

The city lord asked in confusion: "Why bring incense and fruits?"

The chubby girl's face turned red and she said coyly: "Dad, you can eat when you are hungry while walking."

Two servants jumped down from the ladder, bent down and said respectfully: "Madam!"

The city lord's wife nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go and take a rest!"

The two servants raised their heads and smiled: "If it's not hard work, this small job is nothing."

The city lord waved his hand and shouted: "What are you talking about? Madam asked you to go and rest, then go back to the house and lie down. If you dare to come out, I, the city lord, will break your legs."

"Yes~" The two servants laughed and ran towards the city lord's mansion.

The city lord walked up to the city lord's wife and said with a smile: "Madam, how do you think I handled it?"

The city lord's wife rolled her eyes and said angrily: "The city lord is very majestic! I heard the city lord's majestic yelling before I even came out."

The city lord said with a bitter face: "Madam, I have no choice but to do this! You are gentle, kind, beautiful and generous. If I don't act more sternly, those bastards will be dead!"

The two maids laughed out loud, "Pfft!" and quickly turned their heads away, suppressing their laughter.
Chapter completed!