Chapter 240: The Poison of Hemp Bone

The poison came too suddenly, and after Xu Yan barely suppressed the poison in his body, he immediately thought of informing Zuo Xiang that it was easy for him to enter the prison, but he couldn't get out if he wanted to. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With Xu Yan's arrival in Dapu, there were three servants of the Ghost King Gate, Granny Wu died, leaving Qingyu and Fei Jiu, Xu Yan could conclude that one of those two must have black poppy grass on his body, otherwise he would not survive at all and would be poisoned to death this year.

Zhuo Tianying will not let him die so soon, the two countries have just been united, if a proton dies, the royal family of Qi will also suspect Zhuo Tianying's head.

Pang Shaowei wanted to ask about Xu Yan's current situation, but he didn't expect that people would ask him to find Zuo Xiang.

"Is it Lord Zuo Xiang, the prison that put you in?"

Pang Shaowei is not a stupid person, he is in charge of the Pang family's many businesses, don't look at him as a martial artist, his mind is not slow, from Xu Yan's words, you can hear some unusual places.

Xu Yan didn't speak again, but nodded.

"Okay, I'm going to ask to see Lord Zuo Xiang, don't worry, the Xu family's affairs, our Pang family will not ignore them. Pang Shaowei walked out of the door, paused at the door, turned around and said: "Zhijian, thank you for saving Yue'er, this favor, I, as a big brother, always remember." ”

Pang Shaowei frowned and walked out of the prison, and instructed a maid waiting on the side: "I'll go to the jailer to ask for some hot water, help your lord clean up, stay in prison for a few days, it's hard for him." ”

Sighing, Pang Shaowei left the eastern area of the prison, and when he arrived at the door, he immediately turned into a smiling face, begging a cell boss to send some hot water to their Pang family's uncle.

The cell boss manages the entire Eastern District, and he has already received the silver tickets from others, and it is the Tianmen Hou who Lord Zuo Xiang ordered to take care of, so it is naturally not difficult to ask for some hot water, and when he sent Pang Shaowei away, he immediately ordered a few jailers to fetch water.

After a short time, they brought a bath bucket and hot water, put them in Xu Yan's cell, and retired one after another with a smile, far away from Xu Yan's cell.

There are maidservants waiting to bathe, and if there is some unusual movement at that time, it will not be good for others to hear it.

In order to avoid suspicion, the jailers hid far away, they didn't want to offend the Tianmen Marquis, but Xu Yan really wanted to have more manpower, and it was best to move all the Pang family and the family to his side.

Because he really didn't want to be alone with the woman in front of him.

It was not the descendants of the Pang family who were brought to the prison by Pang Shaowei, but the maidservant girl brought by Xu Yan from the Ghost King Gate, Qingyu.

"Yan Taibao suffered, Qingyu helped you loosen your clothes. ”

The woman who spoke softly bit the corner of her lip slightly, raised her hand lightly, untied Xu Yan's clothes, and then helped Xu Yan to sit in the steaming wooden barrel, a wisp of the unique fragrance of her daughter's house, as if it also invaded the hot water, but the fragrance had a faint coolness, like the fragrance of flowers after the first frost.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

Xu Yan just said a word, then closed his eyes and said nothing, and let others help him scrub it until his whole body was washed clean, and he had no intention of opening his eyes.

Out of sight is pure, but in addition to not seeing, Xu Yan is still thinking about countermeasures repeatedly in his heart.

The Xingqi Pill with black poppy grass may be on Qingyu's body, and there are only two of them in prison, but the other party is very likely to have reached the foundation building realm, and Xu Yan is really not sure to contain Qingyu.

The sharp turn of his mind, coupled with the combing of hot water, unconsciously, Xu Yan felt that his heart was getting more and more stuffy and heavier.

Once again, the poison has finally begun.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Xu Yan's whole body began to tremble, and fine bloodshot appeared in his eyes, Qingyu, who was helping him dress and tie his hair, didn't seem to notice it at all, and still combed Xu Yan's long hair slowly and methodically, until it was curled one by one, and then smiled lightly with satisfaction, as if he had completed a perfect sculpture.

Xu Yan, who was sitting at the head of the bed, didn't even move except for trembling all over his body and surging in his throat, and was allowed to lie down by the woman's support, like a doll with a thread.

When the poison hair, it was difficult for Xu Yan to control himself, if someone was around, it was very easy to be hurt by him, but this time the poison hair became extremely weird, and the violent anger in Xu Yan's heart almost broke through his heart, but he couldn't move.

It's not that he doesn't want to hurt people, but his whole body is so soft that he has no strength.

The poison of hemp bones, ten miles of cold incense......

It should have been discovered a long time ago, Xu Yan was extremely annoyed in his heart, and taking advantage of the only remaining Qingming, he finally remembered where the faint fragrance he smelled just now came from.

It is not a woman's body fragrance, but a poisonous weed that can paralyze the muscles and bones, called Shili Xiang, this strange poisonous weed, the old Taoist priest once found one in the mountains, and specially taught Xu Yan to identify, especially the taste, with a cold meaning.

Ten mile is not actually a poisonous weed, in spring, summer and winter, ten mile is just a kind of fragrant strange grass, non-toxic, more harmless, but once the first frost comes, ten miles will change its name, called ten miles of cold incense, after experiencing frost, the fragrance of this strange grass, even the tiger and leopard smell, will be paralyzed for a long time.

The poisonous hair of the black poppy grass, coupled with the sudden arrival of the green rain, disturbed Xu Yan's mood, and without noticing it for a while, he actually fell into the calculation of others, and now he can only lie down obediently, not only can he not move, but he also has to suffer from the poison of the black poppy grass.

The body that had just been washed was covered with cold sweat again, and the poison struck, Xu Yan almost fainted, he gritted his teeth, squeezed his hands tightly, and his godless eyes had become hazy.

When he was groggy, Xu Yan vaguely felt a small hand appear in his heart, and then began to swim slowly.

With the gentle caress and the trembling body, there was an extremely eerie scene in the cell of the heavenly prison.

Qingyu's face was slightly red, the corners of her lips were gently pursed with a strange trembling, and her bright eyes stared at the painful Xu Yan without blinking, as if enjoying the most wonderful scenery in the world.

She likes to see other people in pain, especially the person she likes, struggling in pain and dying in pain.

She prefers to caress those young bodies and feel the vigorous vitality passing by, and for her, that feeling is the best feeling in the world.

In the dimly lit cell, a woman's soft, low faint smile sounded.

It didn't take long for Xu Yan to pass out completely, and in the prison, Qingyu watched him silently for a long time, before he got up and left, called the jailer, and carried the bucket away.

The two jailers carrying buckets secretly glanced at the Tianmen Marquis, who might have fallen asleep because of fatigue, and their hearts were extremely envious.

Look at the Hou Ye of the people, although it is the Hou Ye of the Qi Kingdom, squatting in the prison of Puguo, not only has good wine and food every day, but also has beauties to accompany him, this kind of good thing, it makes people drool when they think about it.

Qingyu left with the jailer, leaving no pills behind, and the depressing tranquility was restored in the prison, wisps of sweat kept slipping from Xu Yan's sideburns, even if he passed out, his body was still suffering from the poison.

If those two jailers learned that Xu Yan was tortured to death by poison and passed out, instead of enjoying some beauty, I am afraid that they would be glad that they were not Hou Ye, but just a little jailer. (To be continued.) )