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As the sword strike came, Jiaojiao truly thought it intended to slay Qin Yu, but upon closer inspection, it was aimed at slaying the Gusu Flower Spirits; it's just that the spiritual intelligence of these entities was exceptional. With a dispersion of countless flowers, they carried Qin Yu into a vast fog, causing the Cloud Sword to stab through nothingness, and then plunged directly downwards, sinking both a person and a cat into the vast waves of miasma at a speed even faster than the Cloud Sword itself.
On the side of the mountain path, Xie Shuling and Yan Zhao both had pale faces, shocked beyond measure.
"Damn, such a massive miasma tide could corrode her flesh away completely!"
"Senior Sister Qingqiu!!"
"Hurry and rescue them!"
