Bai Ruozhu burst into laughter after she spoke, her laughter sounding extremely arrogant and sinister.
Qiu Zhi was shocked, grabbed by the wrist, wanting to say he couldn't use such a method to save his master, that his master wouldn't agree, but he found he couldn't struggle at all, and couldn't even speak!
He stared at Bai Ruozhu in horror, this, this is demonic magic, he shouldn't have believed this woman would keep her word to save his master!
Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but chuckle at his gaze. She knew the young Daoist surely thought she used demonic magic, but it was just a bit of poison, nothing about demons. They probably always imagined subduing demons and driving out devils, bewitched themselves.
Furthermore, she noticed Qiu Zheng's condition as soon as she entered. It wasn't a serious illness, but not minor either, because it was a heart illness.
