After Yun Chujiu sent out the voice transmission talisman, she went to another cabin with an Feng and Xue Wuji.
“Brother Wuji, Little Madman, Why are you here? where is my fiancé who is so angry at the heavens and the earth?”
Xue Wuji’s mouth twitched. “Little Sister Jiu, let’s not talk about that facial paralysis first. Why do you look so pale? You should take a rest first. We Won’t leave for the time being. You Don’t have to worry about the Divine Devil Hall’s pursuers coming over.”
Yun Chujiu also felt a little dizzy, so she did not ask any more questions and laid down to rest first.
This fellow was muttering in her heart. It seemed that this killing intent was not very similar to Qi deviation. After all, when she went crazy, she only killed the people of the Divine Devil Hall and did not harm Zhao Hui and the others.
However, this killing intent clearly had a side effect. Not only did it consume a lot of spiritual power, but it was also very tiring.