Chapter 137. Seed poison

Yi Silang held his head and kept rolling on the bed, if the stinging pain in his heart was bearable, but the buzzing and stabbing sound in his mind like a tight spell was simply killing Yi Silang.

With his hands clenched into fists, Yi Silang began to pound his head incessantly, trying to ease his body's reaction. But it is not half useful. Xu Jin's cold expression on his face kept shaking in front of Yi Silang's eyes when he forced himself to take the medicine all these years.

When he was a child, Yi Silang was kept in a courtyard in the house by the Duan family, and he was not allowed to go out, and all he could see every day was the maids and teachers who came in and out. Even the old man of the Duan family only came over to see it occasionally.

Fortunately, the old man of the Duan family is a coward, and he never dares to treat himself harshly. Once his youngest son came to look for his ballast, he was taken back by the master of the Duan family and cleaned up fiercely.

For as long as Yi Silang can remember, on the fifteenth day of every month, Master Duan would accompany a well-dressed man to the house to see him and feed himself a bowl of dark decoction. Yi Silang was a little older and had doubts about what it was, but Master Duan told him that it was a decoction to nourish the body.

When he grew up, Yi Silang knew that man was the supreme king of the French clan, and he gradually understood why the people in this mansion couldn't get used to him, and he didn't dare to turn his face against himself. He is the child whose name is not right, and it may be said that he has been squeezed into a position that is not justified by reality.

In the following centuries, the king would occasionally send people to take him on missions. The vast majority of the so-called missions are to snipe the hermits. Yi Silang has been following the guards since he was not yet a sword high. Later, although his combat effectiveness was not strong, he would always be asked to participate in the operation and make up for the key stab.

Yi Silang once asked His Holiness Xu Jin, and Xu Jin told him that this was his cultivation. The naΓ―ve boy has believed for a long time, but his ignorance has finally grown into wisdom. Yi Silang had gathered intelligence to find out the truth. Gradually, Yi Silang knew about his mother, knew about Xu Jin's atrocities against his mother, and even knew about the uncle who almost killed Xu Jin in revenge for his mother.

Perhaps it was from that time that the unmasked uncle became the superhero in Yi Silang's heart, wearing armor and being unparalleled in the world. From that time on, Yi Silang was disgusted with Xu Jin thoroughly, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Although they are regarded as enemies, Yi Silang and Xu Jin's confrontation is tantamount to using a mantis arm as a car. Yi Silang didn't want to startle the snake, but Xu Jin monitored himself closely, and it was difficult for him to contact the outside world. had to obediently lurk here in Xu Jin, what he said was latent, and what he said badly was just lingering.

When he was one hundred years old, Yi Silang didn't have to drink medicine. Although the body is still a little weak after stopping the drug, there is no deterioration or other discomfort. Yi Silang once thought that he was thinking too much, and there was nothing wrong with this medicine. But with his own understanding of Xu Jin, everything is definitely not so simple. But after hundreds of years, his body is already like this, although he is suspicious, he has not found half a clue.

It's not that our IQ balance is insufficient, it's just that the enemy is too cunning.

When Yi Silang found out that the hidden clan was tempting and caring for him, Yi Silang felt a faint sense of excitement in his heart. But under close surveillance, Yi Silang had to act as if nothing had happened. Until one day, Yi Silang overheard Xu Jin's phone call with a man.

"Your nephew's life is in my hands, and whether he can survive depends on what you do. Yi Ming, you'd better think everything through. ”

"If you come, your nephew will bring it back."

"A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase. You'd better not play tricks, Duan Luyu is weak now, it's inevitable that I'll be careless, right? ”

Yi Silang, who had gone out on a mission, paused, his heart jumped suddenly, excitement and excitement filled his mind, and even his hands trembled a little.

Yi Silang hurriedly took a few quick steps forward, away from Xu Jin's place to avoid being suspected of the knife.

"Yi Ming? Uncle is his own uncle. Yi Silang pressed the position of his heart and said to himself excitedly.

My uncle is coming, and he wants to get himself out of here. This news made Yi Silang really excited for several days.

Until one day, Yi Silang was suddenly knocked unconscious and imprisoned by Xu Jin.

Yi Silang, who woke up, was trapped in a large chair and could not move. When he looked up, Xu Jin was sitting opposite him in the room, and there were four personal guards who often followed Xu Jin by his side.

"Feed him this." Xu Jin picked up a small porcelain vase on the table and handed it to the guards beside him.

Although I don't know what it is, this formation, what Xu Jin wants to feed himself is definitely not a good thing. Yi Silang struggled desperately, but the four guards controlled Yi Silang tightly, stuck his jaw and poured the liquid in the small porcelain bottle into Yi Silang's mouth.

Yi Silang, who was forced to swallow liquid, suddenly felt an unbearable burning pain in his stomach, as if a fireball kept rolling in his stomach. Yi Silang's face turned pale at the moment he was tortured by pain, and large drops of sweat fell from his forehead.

After a while, Xu Jincai looked at Yi Silang and said, "Back then, my mother plotted against me, and she kept you as a bastard." Now you have finally used it again, and you haven't let me feed you for hundreds of years. In a few days, you will be able to meet the Lord of Hades with your uncle. ”

"You...... Let me eat...... What is it? Yi Silang asked with an angry glaring at Xu Jin.

"On the night of the full moon, the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, the cycle repeats, without beginning and end. The legendary Full Moon Powder has finally made you take the second stage of the medicine. Tsk tsk, even if you don't live for a few days, I won't let my medicine not work. ”

Xu Jin is an old treacherous and cunning person, and the calculation in his heart is far from being as simple as he says. Although he planned carefully to kill Yi Ming directly in Genting Mountain, if Yi Ming escaped, he must also keep enough capital to contain him.

Yi Ming doesn't dare to start easily at the moment, but isn't there someone in his hands who can let him handle it?

Xu Jin felt that all this was like divine help, and after saying that, Xu Jin brushed his sleeves and left, leaving Yi Silang alone in the house.

On the first full moon night, Yi Silang understood Xu Jin's so-called ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. Yi Silang, who was locked in an empty room, curled up in the corner, beating his heart constantly, but he didn't relieve himself. At midnight, the pain reached a new level. Yi Silang fainted several times.

Finally, the dawn came, and Yi Silang survived. But at this time, Yi Silang could not stand up from the floor, and there were many bruises and purple scars on his body, and there were still broken scars in several places such as the corners of his mouth and knees.