Pu Zihuang was taken aback: "Why did you poison He Yun?" ”

"Because he provoked me." Ruan Ling said what had happened in a few words, "I know that ordinary poison is useless to the gods, so I used your feathers. ”

Pu Zihuang looked at her: "So, you already know that my feathers are poisonous?" ”

"Yes." Ruan Ling replied, "Actually, I also saw this allusion in an ancient book. I thought I'd give it a try, but who knew it was real......"

She was a little bit smug.

He Yun boasted of his strong strength, but he was still put down by a feather.

Bah!

Pu Zihuang looked at her expression and subconsciously touched his head.

Obediently, there are only a few feathers on his head, if he is softly remembered from now on, then he will have it.

Ruan Ling is also afraid of provoking this big demon.

She said: "Originally, I was thinking that I wanted to collect Zihuangjun's beautiful feathers, but who knew that He Yun would be shameless." Bully the small with the big and bully the weak. I can't beat him. I couldn't watch the land gods under my command suffer, so I had to use Zihuangjun's feathers. Zihuangjun's great kindness, I will never forget it for the rest of my life! ”

Pu Zihuang listened and glanced at her, only to realize that she had been promoted to the god of the city god.

"Although he was promoted, he still has the temperament of a scoundrel." Pu Zihuang's tone softened, and he returned to his usual gentleness, "Soft, you poisoned He Yun, he must ask you to find the antidote, and the underworld will also ask you to come up with the antidote, at that time, what should you do." ”

"Your feather is known as poisonous, will there be an antidote?"

"Naturally, there is." Pu Zihuang said softly, "Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing. Although my feathers are highly poisonous, they also have restraint. ”

"What is it?"

"Three tears of a beloved woman." Pu Zihuang said.

"Beloved Woman...... Whose beloved woman? ”

"Naturally, she is the beloved woman of the Lord of Feathers."

"Isn't that you?" Ruan Ling's curiosity stood up and asked, "Who is Zihuangjun's sweetheart?" ”

"Nope." Pu Zihuang said indifferently, "I don't have a beloved." Therefore, my feathers are the poison that has no solution. ”

Ruan Ling was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's nothing if you don't have a solution, anyway, I didn't think about saving He Yun." ”

"You don't want to save him now, but what if someone asks you to save him? What if you regret poisoning? Pu Zihuang said, "Anyway, I want to tell you, don't use my feather poison at will in the future." ”

"What happens after you get poisoned?"

"Within forty-nine days, the divine power is lost, if you do not take the antidote within forty-nine days, your soul will be extinguished, your soul will be scattered, and it will completely dissipate in the Three Realms."

"......," Ruan Ling reluctantly smiled, "Zihuangjun's Ling Yu is really powerful. ”

"If there is an antidote, it is not a terrible poison." Pu Zihuang smiled softly, "This He Yun is planted in your hands." Well, now that the matter is clear, it's nothing. I went back. ”

As he spoke, he turned into a green light and disappeared.

Ruan Ling stood in place for a while, saw that the sun had come out, and hurriedly rode the ball to chase Pei Shu.

Pei Shu and Shen Changbai only arrived at the county seat.

This time, Shen Changbai was alone, and there was no sister by his side.

Ruan Ling smiled: "Changbai can be regarded as growing up. ”