Yang Cheng walked for more than ten minutes before he got a taxi, and when he rushed back to Dongfang Mingyuan, it was almost eleven o'clock. In the entire villa, only his study is still lit, is Zhuang Jing still asleep?

When Yang Cheng thought like this, he had already walked to the door of the villa, opened the door and changed his slippers, and tiptoed directly to the study on the second floor.

There was still a strong smell of barbecue on his body, and it was mixed with the bitterness of a poison, and before he could reach out to open the door of the study, Zhuang Jing opened the door inside.

"I'm back, what's the smell of barbecue? You still ran out for a barbecue? ”

"I haven't been out for a month, but I met a friend on the street, so we went to have a barbecue and chatted for a while." Yang Cheng scratched his head, and subconsciously hid the tea box in his hand behind him, but this small action naturally couldn't hide from Zhuang Jing's eyes.

"What's in your hand? Small wooden box? ”

Yang Cheng already felt that Zhuang Jing would reach over and take the tea box, so he simply told the truth: "Jianghu supplies, you still don't look at them, they are poisonous." ”

"Poison you still brought back?" Zhuang Jing kept looking at Yang Cheng's eyes, but Yang Cheng didn't lie this time, so he couldn't see any flaws in his eyes at all. ”

Yang Cheng secretly let out a rough breath, took the wooden box and rushed to the bathroom.

Zhuang Jing looked at Yang Cheng's back and didn't say more, no matter what, she was willing to choose to believe Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng turned on the nozzle and quickly took a cold shower, took more shower gel, and wanted to get rid of the bitter smell of poison on his body, but no matter how many times he washed it, the smell seemed to follow him like a shadow, lingering around his body!

"Senior, what's going on!"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that you inhaled some poison, and the smell is coming out of your body, and it will disappear after a while." The priest replied lazily.

Although the sacrificial spirit said that it didn't matter, the smell on his body always made Yang Cheng feel very strange in his heart, as if the man in black was still peeping at him.

When Yang Cheng finished taking a bath and returned to the study with a bath towel, Zhuang Jing had already fallen asleep on his desk, his even breathing, his undulating chest and his eyelashes blinking from time to time kept stirring Yang Cheng's heart, so that he couldn't help but gently carry Zhuang Jing back to the bedroom, but the bitter smell on his body made him really uninterested.

"Let's go to Tuna!" Yang Cheng lightly covered the quilt for Zhuang Jing, then left the bedroom and returned to the study, locked the door lock, took out the wooden box and put it on the bay window.

"Senior, do you want to start now?"

"Open the wooden box and let the old man take a closer look."

Yang Cheng didn't think about it, he opened the tea box directly, and a pungent gas gushed out from the box, choking Yang Cheng back several steps, and running the "Aoki Spirit Technique" in his body, which barely kept him awake.

"It seems that this poison is not an ordinary poison, it should be a blood poison synthesized by the Tang Sect, once it is contaminated with blood, it will immediately turn into a pool of blood! That man seems to be determined to kill you, little Seiko! ”

Yang Cheng was a little confused, he had only met the man in black once, and he hadn't crossed paths before, just now he just wanted to take off his veil and see what he looked like, how could it rise to the point of killing?

"It's hard to tell the people in the Tang Sect, this situation is normal, and if you have more contact with them in the future, you will naturally understand."

"Forget it, senior, I don't want to contact them anymore, maybe I'll die for some reason!" Yang Cheng showed a look of disgust, then slowly walked to the bay window and pushed the window open so that the gas in the study could circulate faster.

"Senior, do you want to continue to see?"

"Burying this wooden box under the roots of the World Tree should be able to suppress this poisonous gas, keep these poisonous needles first, and it may be of great use in the future!"

Yang Cheng quickly closed the tea box, and then entered the world of the altar, the sea of flowers was still blooming brilliantly, and the World Tree seemed to have grown taller than a month ago, especially the wood heart orchid, the second fruit had ripened, and the third flower had also borne fruit, swaying branches in the aura.

While thinking about enlightening Zhuang Jing, Yang Cheng walked to the foot of the World Tree, dug a deep pit with the wolf's tooth war knife, and buried the tea box in it.

"I really don't know how those people from the Tang Sect resist these poisonous gases!" Yang Cheng was a little unwilling.

"Since birth, people in the Tang Sect have to soak in potions every day, and after the age of fifteen, they need to take poison orally every day, and when they reach adulthood, they can basically be invasive."

"Such a pervert!" Yang Cheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Then forget it, I can't stand this kind of torture." ”

"It's not just a matter of torture, it's a matter of life and death, do you think those children will survive? Almost 10% of children will die on this road of growth, and those who can survive are people with extremely tenacious vitality, not to mention poison, even if they are seriously injured, they can heal faster than ordinary people! ”

This is the first time that Yang Cheng has heard the priest spirit praise a person like this, or in other words, highly praise a family, which is enough to prove the glory of the Tang Sect in ancient times, maybe the entire location of the Tang Sect is shrouded in a poisonous fog, or maybe they rule an entire continent.

"Hurry up and take it, otherwise the poisonous gas will erode your dantian qi sea, and the consequences will be unimaginable." The priest reminded again.

Yang Cheng slapped his head suddenly, he was so fascinated by the things about the Tang Sect that he almost forgot to vomit, and immediately sat cross-legged under the World Tree, the talent of the "Spirit of Ten Thousand Trees" was opened, Yang Cheng's nose slowly inhaled, and then slowly spit out from his mouth, forming a wonderful cycle.

The aura flowed all over his body along with his meridians, gathering those poisonous gases in his body to the same place, and with the operation of the "Aoki Spiritual Technique", all those poisonous gases were forced out of Yang Cheng's pores, and disappeared under the purification of the World Tree and the sea of flowers.

Yang Cheng exhaled the last breath of turbidity, and immediately recovered from the state of spitting, he felt his own strength again, and still stayed in the metamorphosis realm, but more than one person thought that he was in the foundation building realm, which made Yang Cheng very puzzled, was it because there was still a lack of a step that made him unable to break through?

(End of chapter)