Three days later, the third aunt of poison came again, and she came with a second tank of poison, which I vaguely remember, it seemed to be called "Desperate Scattering". Our group is still a small bowl for each person, each suffering his own pain, and this time it is still three days.

This time the poison seemed to be more violent, I could feel the intense discomfort coming from my heart, I could feel my beating heart almost stop several times, and finally I spat out a mouthful of yellow water, and I could only clutch at my shirt.

Master Zhouzhou Bell, you must protect me well, I have to save a life to see my brother, I have to go to see him, you have to watch me.

I was already in pain, but the boy was suffering more than I was, and I watched him vomit incessantly, even vomiting out the poison he had swallowed, and the whole body was spread on the ground, and his clothes were covered with mud.

Should I say lucky or unlucky? The boy survived again. In fact, if he died, he wouldn't have to bear such pain, but he seemed to be one step closer to saving his mother.

The boy lives here very hard, and he made an appointment with me that if I can become a Heavenly Poison Holy Maiden, he will definitely become a Heavenly Poison Holy Son, because he must save his mother.

Someone once said that when you are obsessed, you are the strongest, and I think that's how he is.

Three days and three days, three days and three days, even I was numb, and my body would not react to many poisons when I ate them.

In the underground, we never see the sun. That day, the boy smiled and called me, "Look, look!" I didn't know what the boy was doing, but I was sitting next to the pile of corpses, and I asked, "What's wrong?" When I walked over, I was stunned.

Beside those corpses, a snow-white flower bloomed. The flowers are just around the corpse, I don't know why there are flowers in this kind of sunless underground? Even if there were, I would rather believe that it was blood-colored, and ate the flowers that grew from their blood, but they were white.

Pure white flowers swayed beside the corpse.

I think the color of this flower must be as gentle and spotless as the souls of these people. Its existence is salvation, and I always thought that the flower had saved me.

I looked at the boy's face, and the difference between the thin and white was really too big compared to the beginning.

I thought that the boy would survive, just as we had agreed that if I became a saint, he would become a saint. In the end, he was a pile of rotten meat like the group.

In retrospect, he could have saved his mother if he had persevered a little longer, two more times, but he died in the end.

I was poisoned and died, and I even asked, "Do you regret it?" There was no chance, and under the baptism of poison, he left like this. During that time, I couldn't help but think, what about his mother? What about his mother?

What will his mother do when she finds out about this?

Three days and three days, and I was the only one who survived. At first, I felt pain in my body when I ate the poison, but from the time I ate the poison and my body didn't react at all, I became a pseudo-poison.

In order to apply for the recruitment of whether I had become a pseudo-poison, they gave me a lot of poison that sealed my throat with blood, and I was relieved to see that I had really become a pseudo-poison.

As I left, I glanced back. In this damp place, only one of the more than 100 people walked out of me. The Heavenly Poison Sect was happy to have one person come out, and I felt terrible to see so many people going through the baptism of death one by one.

I remember that boy, even after so many years, I still remember, remember the pain that the boy endured for the people he loved. It's a pity that he didn't see the people he cherished get better in the end.

Leaving was a matter of moments, and at that moment my mind seemed to explode with a "buzz", remembering the bits and pieces I had in it, remembering the first time I saw the male baby, remembering that so many people had died, and it swept in front of my eyes like a marquee. In the end, it was fixed on that pure white flower.

That pure white flower will definitely protect these clean and gentle souls, right? The flower that once redeemed me, the flower that made me feel that life still exists, so many people here, all those who are obsessed, please trust you, you must take good care of them.

Those people, all of them who have been alive in my life. Although many people just nod their heads, they are also people who really live in the world. I don't really believe in the soul, but at this time I want to believe, I want to believe that everything will be fine.

After such a long time, I met the Sect Master again. The sect leader was not surprised to see me, and said coldly, "I know that there are so many people, and only you have the best chance of surviving." It's just you, you are very resistant to toxins, and you have a different obsession with the people you cherish. ”

I asked him why, and he said, "Because you belong here, you belong here, and you have the same breath in you as we do." ”

Maybe the sect leader is right, I may belong to the Heavenly Poison Sect. But it doesn't matter, no matter what kind of person I am, I always knew what I wanted. I don't want anything but my brother coming back to life.

The pseudo-poison body is not a poison body, and the greatest pain compared to the poison body is that I will feel it day and night, and I will feel the pain. I do have the ability to be invulnerable, and even my blood is so poisonous that no one dares to touch it.

But I have been baptized with toxins day and night, and I have lived in pain day and night, and this is the price to be paid by pseudo-poison bodies.

However, for the sake of my brother, it is all worth it for me.

I was taken by the sect leader to meet my senior brother, and after many days, I finally met my senior brother, and I had the illusion of being suddenly separated from the world.

I watched my brother lying quietly on the bed, breathing a little, but this slight breathing sound has relieved me a lot, as long as the senior brother has not left, everything is hopeful, everything will be fine, as long as the senior brother is still alive, everything will be fine.

The sect leader told me: "In this world, the only thing that can save your senior brother is "Wushuang Gong", but only stubborn stones. All I can do is keep your brother's life alive for you. ”

"But from now on, you will become the saintess of the Heavenly Poison Sect, and you have the supreme right in the Heavenly Poison Sect, and of course you have the right to let them investigate the whereabouts of the Wushuang Gong and the stubborn stone."

"The owner of "Wushuang Gong" has been sleeping underground, so you can do your best to find the stubborn stone."