The Herbal Scents of Chapter 945 - 945 945 How Is He Supposed to Live with This

??Chapter 945: Chapter 945: How Is He Supposed to Live with This?

Chapter 945: Chapter 945: How Is He Supposed to Live with This?

The people who had just plunged into the bottom of the vortex were Ya Molian and Lin Caisang’s group.

“Sang’er, hold on to .”

Ya Molian tightly grasped Lin Caisang’s arm, keeping her at his side.

“What’s going on here? How can this vortex suck people in like this?” Lin Caisang was also confused at this mont.

If Ya Molian hadn’t reacted in ti just now, she would have been sucked in already. She could have fully felt her feet leaving the ground, her body suspended in air.

“Everyone, move back, move back.”

Zhe Jue and a few others stood in front of Ya Molian and Lin Caisang, shouting at the crowd.

However, because the sound of the vortex’s rotation was so loud, their voices were drowned out several degrees, and many people couldn’t hear clearly, but that didn’t stop everyone from wanting to move back and escape.

“Let’s go.”

As Ya Molian was about to retreat while pulling Lin Caisang, he felt a fierce palm strike headed towards his side.

“Sang’er, be careful.”

He leaped up and flashed with Lin Caisang to another direction, but the palm strike followed as if it could turn corners, attacking them again—each ti aiming for Lin Caisang next to Ya Molian.

Ya Molian dodged once more.

“Trying to run?”

The man in the cloak finally appeared, closing in on Ya Molian and Lin Caisang.

“Go to hell!”

Lin Caisang, being dragged along by Ya Molian, could also sense the danger of the palm strike—it truly was after her life.

So, she directly pulled out a packet of poison powder and threw it at the recently appeared cloaked man. It hit its mark, and the cloaked man covered his nose and mouth, retreating several steps.

“Go.”

With a mont to breathe, Lin Caisang looked at Ya Molian, and together they imdiately ran backwards.

“Sui Zimo, if you dare run today, this commander will make sure all the people on White Blind Mountain accompany you in death!” Seeing Ya Molian about to escape, the cloaked man knew that no matter what, he couldn’t compete with Lin Caisang, who was a master of poison, and so he shouted fiercely at their backs.

“Pfft.”

Ya Molian let out a scoff, completely disregarding his words and continuing to run forward.

Lin Caisang was even bolder, actually calling out to the man in the cloak behind her.

“I’ll trust you over my dead body, you big fool. If we get slaughtered by you, those people won’t have anyone to save them; they’ll just beco a pile of muck on White Blind Mountain! I’m the one warning you now, if you dare to catch up, I have plenty of ways to turn you into a poisoned being.”

The cloaked man: “…”

He, a cultivator of spirits, couldn’t defeat two mortals—how could he live with that?

But in reality, even if he were capable, he still feared various poisons, and the poison powder carried by that female healer really was unpredictable!

“Damn it!”

Despite his anger, he could do nothing but stand there and watch them run away.

Now that his spirit pet was gone and the White Spiders on White Blind Mountain were no more, if other demons were lured over, they wouldn’t be enough for Lin Caisang to kill with her poisons.

It seems he could only take things one step at a ti and make sure they were completely trapped on White Blind Mountain. As long as those people couldn’t get out, no matter what plans they had, they would ultimately have to obediently follow his commands.

“Here, over here…”

After getting so distance from the vortex, the strong pull weakened, and the howling sound also decreased significantly.

Commander Mo and Jiang Li, who were running at the front, were drawn by a weak voice and looked over, just in ti to see soone waving at them.

“There’s soone over there.”