Lu Xiunian's expression changed slightly.
Xie Liushu was the chief of the Desires Sect. If something happened to him here, how could he explain it to the Desires Sect?
Upon hearing the cry for help, he grabbed the Black Iron Soft Silk without hesitation.
He gave a firm pull.
With a ripping sound.
Xie Liushu was yanked from the Poison Mist, flying out and landing heavily where they were.
Lu Xiunian instinctively tried to catch him.
But Xie Liushu urgently shouted, "Don't touch me, stay away!!!"
Lu Xiunian immediately noticed that Xie Liushu's body was covered densely with Seven-colored Poison Mist, like ants crawling all over him.
The strands clung tightly to his body.
This made Lu Xiunian's scalp tingle.
Having suffered severe losses before, he quickly leapt aside, also shouting, "Everyone, move away!"
With a rustling sound—
The crowd rapidly retreated.
Jiang Fan reacted the fastest.
Even before Xie Liushu flew out of the Poison Mist, he was already on guard.