The old god of red envelopes is here: "If you don't taste the herbs of the world, how can you produce immortal fruits that heal the world?"

"Oh well. Ying Xiaochuan looked at the big red envelope and continued to ask: "Then you say, what is the poison on the poisonous insects?"

Hongbao shook his head: "What you said stumped me, I don't know how his poison came about, in short, it can't be cured, and it can only be like this." It's not much bad for him, it's just that he can't come into contact with ordinary people. ”

Li Mian said curiously: "There are still diseases in this world that you can't cure?"

The red envelope glared at him: "I can cure most of the diseases in this world, but he is in a special situation, and I can't do it." ”

"What kind of special law?" the person who asked was Ying Xiaochuan.

The red envelope replied honestly: "Poison cultivation, have you heard of poison cultivation?"

"Nope. ”

"Poison cultivation, since childhood, using poison as cultivation, the specific method is unknown, and the legend is very mysterious. Poison cultivators, the cells, blood, bones, skin, flesh, and fluids on their bodies, and even the things they make with their own hands are all highly poisonous, and they can't kill themselves, but they can kill others. ”

"Wait, you said that poisonous insects are poisonous cultivators? Isn't he a kitchen cultivator?"

"Oh. The red envelope nodded suddenly: "It turns out that his other identity is a kitchen repair, which is easy to explain." Generally speaking, poison cultivators will not show their true faces, and behind this heavy identity, they will also use another identity to cover themselves. ”

"Why?"

"Well understood. Ying Xiaochuan said quietly: "If others know that you are a poisonous cultivator, and it is a small matter not to be with you, I am afraid that it will endanger yourself and kill you." ”

The red envelope nodded: "Yes, this is also the way for poison cultivators to protect themselves." ”

Ao Ling said: "But since it's so hard, why do you still need to cultivate poison?"

The red envelope shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The crowd fell silent.

After a while, Ying Xiaochuan asked, "Red envelope, when will the poisonous insect wake up?"

"Isn't it easy to wake him up?" said the red envelope smiled slightly, walked over and grabbed the poisonous insect's hand, and bit him his finger.

The poisonous insect twitched to the ground.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and then the sounds around him came to his ears.

"Wake up, wake up. ”

"People really woke up. ”

"It's still the red envelope that has the best way. ”

As soon as the poisonous insect opened its eyes, it saw many people around it, and at first it was a little unrecognizable, but after the consciousness gradually cleared, the faces in the field of vision were matched with the impressions one by one.

“…… It's you. His voice was hoarse and terrible, and he startled himself when he came out.

Ying Xiaochuan smiled and said, "It's us, are you okay?"

"I ......" The poisonous insect hesitated for a moment, as if feeling the injury on his body, and then said slowly: "I'm fine." ”

"You have some injuries on your body, I'll take you to deal with it. Ying Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and was about to touch the clothes of the poisonous insect.

The poisonous insect sat up as if it had been electrocuted, and refused: "No need, don't, don't touch me, thank you, I'm fine, I'm fine." ”

Ying Xiaochuan retracted his hand and said with a natural expression: "Are you afraid of exposing your identity as a poison cultivator?"

The poisonous insect was stunned, and looked at Ying Xiaochuan with a stunned expression, his face even paler than Fang Cai.

Ying Xiaochuan said indifferently: "You don't need to be nervous, we don't care about your identity as a poison cultivator." ”

The poisonous insect lowered his eyes, slowly got up, and prepared to go to the ground, while saying, "Since you all know my true identity, you should stay away from me." ”

"Why stay away from you? It seems to me that you are no different from anyone else. ”

Ying Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and pressed the poisonous insect's shoulder, his tone was soft but full of irresistible strength: "Don't move, do you really think your blood is inexhaustible?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the poisonous insect looked at him.

"Your poison doesn't work for me. ”

"It's useless to us either. Li Mian stood behind him with his arms crossed, and said leisurely: "I brought you in just now, and I have already touched your blood." ”

"Me too. Ma Liang pointed to the blood stains on his white shirt: "See? This blood is yours." ”

The poisonous insects were completely stunned.

After making sure that the people in front of him were all living people, and that he was not dreaming, he muttered: "What the hell is going on, I have never met a person who does not die after touching my blood." ”

Li Mian laughed: "We are different from the people you have met before. ”

"That is, we are invincible. ”

"Don't worry, poisonous worm, in our eyes, you are no different from other people. ”

The hearty tone and words of comfort are injected into the bottom of my heart like a warm current that calms people's hearts.

The poisonous insect's tense expression gradually eased.

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Poisonous insects, I'll help you bandage your wounds first." ”

The poisonous insect nodded, and took the initiative to take off the clothes on the upper half of his body, the largest wound on his shoulder and neck was at the position of the shoulder, and the knife hurt the large blood vessels, so the blood did not stop, but in addition, there were many small wounds on his body.

Probably because the fairy fruit fed has curative effect, and most of the slight wounds have healed.

Get rich and get the medicine box.

Ying Xiaochuan took out the ointment and bandages to stop bleeding and applied medicine to the poisonous insects with his own hands.

The wounds of poisonous insects must be survived by themselves, but fortunately, the medicine he uses is not ordinary, and the red envelopes like to tinker with these in their spare time, and the things that are tossed out are of great help to heal the wounds.

"Poisonous worm, who hurt you?"

The poisonous insect endured the pain and said, "It's the people of the Golden Lion Gate who secretly attacked me." However, although they hurt me, they didn't take any advantage. ”

Ying Xiaochuan heard the meaning of his words and asked, "Do they know your identity as a poison cultivator?"

"Got it. ”

"That ......"

"Don't worry, they know who I really am, and they will be even more jealous of me. ”

"That's good. Ying Xiaochuan bandaged the wound and said: "It took a lot of medicine to stop the bleeding, it seems that the injury on your shoulder and neck will take at least half a month to heal." ”

"I'm fine, our poison cultivators are born with a strong ability to heal themselves, so it's okay to be injured for three or four days. ”

"Don't be pushy. ”

"It's true, Daddy. The red envelope walked to Ying Xiaochuan's side and whispered, "One of the greatest abilities of poison cultivation is the ability to heal itself. The speed of healing wounds is at least five times that of ordinary people, even Daddy, your current physique can't compare to him. ”

The poisonous insect looked at Xiao Budian standing in front of him in surprise, and asked Ying Xiaochuan: "Who is this?" At a young age, he knows a lot.

Ying Xiaochuan smiled: "She is my adopted daughter, and your identity as a poisonous cultivator is what she told us." ”

The poisonous worm's expression suddenly became even more surprised, obviously he couldn't have imagined that a little girl would know so many things.

Ying Xiaochuan had no intention of explaining and diverted the topic: "Poisonous worm, have you found the spiritual source?"