Song Huaijin was woken up by the sun, the sun was very strong, and she felt that her face was going to be sunburned.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the sunlight and sat up, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a wide and pure white room.

The whole room was empty, except for a large bed, a table, and a few solid wood chairs under her.

There are a few ink paintings hanging on the wall, and the wooden hollow curtains sway slightly in the wind, which looks a little desolate.

Song Huaijin was slightly stunned, wasn't he at the gate of the palace? Why is it here?

After checking the clothes on his body, Song Huaijin tried to get up and walked around the room.

It's good that none of the doors and windows can be opened.

Song Huaijin quickly accepted this fact, and paced in front of the paintings to take a closer look.

The content of the painting is a bit strange, strange stones, strange mountains, strange birds, strange insects, no matter how you look at it, it gives people a sense of distortion and depression.

When she saw the inscription and seal on the painting, Song Huaijin was like being struck by lightning for a moment, and the blood in her whole body was almost backwards, she tried to support her body, for fear that she was wrong, so she rubbed her eyes again, and looked at it carefully.

That's right, that's right!

The inscription on the painting is Song Huaiyu.

The seal is the jade seal of the previous dynasty.

In other words, this painting is from the last emperor of the previous dynasty, Song Huaiyu!!

With a "bang", the door opened without warning, and the cold air poured in instantly, dispersing the already thin heating in the house.

Song Huaijin was startled and immediately turned around, staring at the gray-robed man at the door like a frightened bird.

The man was about forty or fifty years old, with a deep furrow on his face, a gloomy face, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, raising his mung bean-like eyes to look Song Huaijin up and down, and smiled maliciously:

"Yo, is this the medicine slave that the pavilion master brought back? It's so pretty, no wonder I brought you porridge. ”

As he spoke, the man closed the door and approached the room, put the porridge on the table, turned around and leaned on the chair and cocked his legs comfortably.

A pair of fine eyes were like a mouse seeing cheese, and they went straight into Song Huaijin's snow-white clothes, and that look was quite a bit of a posture of watching food.

Out of self-defense, Song Huaijin subconsciously took a step back and leaned against the wall, and said vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"My name is Xiang Tian, and I am the left envoy of this Ten Thousand Poisons Pavilion. Little girl, do you know what the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion is? ”

Song Huaijin swallowed his saliva, the hand behind him was covered with cold sweat, and his face was cold to the man, still with the same posture of being ten and nine steady.

Only in this way can she maintain her usual self-confidence in the face of this huge threat.

Seeing that Song Huaijin didn't speak, Xiang Tian continued: "The Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion is rich in all the most tricky poisons in the world, cultivating all the most poisonous Gu worms in the world, and the pavilion master here is a first-class practitioner. Poisonous genius - Song Huaiyu. ”

When he heard those last three words, Song Huaijin was shocked again.

She remembered very well that it was clearly written in the history books that Song Huaiyu, the last emperor of the Tianche Dynasty, was addicted to poison and killed innocents indiscriminately, and was finally devoured by poisonous insects and died in the palace.

Why did he live until now?

Why did you arrest her in this terrifying Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion on the rivers and lakes?

"Little girl, you must be wondering why you're here." Looking at her with pity in her eyes:

"Because the pavilion master needs the medicine slave to help him test the poison, so every once in a while, we will set off to the bottom of the mountain to find a few lonely beauties to come up."

Xiang Tian said, and one hand was already dishonestly wrapped around Song Huaijin's waist: "But, I promise, you are definitely the best-looking one." ”

After all, those mung bean eyes were already smiling in deep wrinkles.

This woman is really the best, this slender waist, this soft touch. Sense, it's really hooked. people,

Song Huaijin's nerves were in a tense state, and immediately a spirit quickly distanced himself from him, staring at the pair of small eyes that glowed with Jingguang Dao unhappily.

As soon as his hands were empty, the smile on his face immediately disappeared:

"Heh, the temperament is quite strong. But now that you're in the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion, do you think you can still escape from my palm? ”

"Really?" Song Huaijin opened his mouth lightly, and the hand hidden behind his back had already found a bottle of newly researched poison, and said quietly:

"Leave the envoy, not all women you are blessed with, I advise you to spare your life."

"Huh." Xiang Tian smiled disdainfully: "Little girl, do you know how many medicine slaves have rushed to my bed in the past five years?" ”

"I'm going to live on my own, relying on a thief like you, it's not interesting."

Hearing this, Xiang Tian's hand suddenly tightened, and he stared at Song Huaijin viciously.

Although he has not been out of the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion over the years, what beauty would not dedicate herself to her for life, and this shameless new medicine slave dares to say this about him?

"Little girl, have you thought about the consequences of angering me?" Xiang Tian said that he had already found a poisonous needle from behind him, and asked this woman to obey him, and he had a way.

Song Huaijin met his eyes shining with vicious light without fear, watched the thin body rush over, immediately bent over, and deftly dodged a poisonous needle sideways.

Then he raised his foot and kicked Xiang Tian's waist, and poured the whole bottle of hand poison into his mouth.

Xiang Tian choked hard, and before he had time to get up, he directly bent over and coughed violently, and said sharply: "Slut, what did you give me to drink?!" ”

"Those who break the tendon water and drink this poison will inevitably have their meridians cut off within an hour and die violently."

"You... Ahem, ahem! Do you think I don't have an antidote? Let me tell you, as long as I tell the pavilion master, you don't even have a chance to be a medicine slave, and he will immediately let the Gu worms gnaw you to the point that there is no scum left! ”

"Wait." Song Huaijin's face was light and light, cold sweat had soaked through her clothes, and the cold wind blew, making her back cold.

The Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion is the most evil and mysterious assassination organization on the rivers and lakes, the way of killing people is mysterious and invisible, only admitting money and not appreciating it, which is enough to make people in the world fearful.

She has nowhere to escape at the moment, if she really faces the pavilion master and the former emperor Song Huaiyu, what are the chances of winning?

Xiang Tian clutched his chest in severe pain and rushed out of the door like crazy, but the moment before he touched the door, the pure white door suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a thin figure appeared at the door against the daylight, lowered his eyes and glanced at the sky, and said unhappily:

"Let you deliver a porridge, how did you get it like this?"

When this sound poured into his ears, he shivered to the sky instantly.

The fear of death descended like a curse, even surpassing the severe pain in the internal organs.

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically:

"Pavilion master, pavilion master, it's not the fault of the subordinates, it's the slut, the slut seduces the subordinates, and wants the subordinates to save her life, the subordinates don't feed the subordinates with broken tendon water if they don't obey her, the subordinates only have an hour to live, the pavilion master save me, save me!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Hearing the muffled voice coming from above his head again, Xiang Tian immediately smiled.

The pavilion masters are here, and this slut who rejected him is afraid that he will die.

He couldn't help but glance back at Song Huaijin, he looked so good-looking, but unfortunately he was going to die, but this was what angered him!

When she saw the person at the door, Song Huaijin was stupid for a moment, and her whole brain exploded, almost blowing up all her composure consciousness.

The bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which was particularly abrupt in the silent environment.

Doctor Zhou!

The master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Pavilion turned out to be Imperial Doctor Zhou!

Imperial Doctor Zhou is Song Huaiyu!