Yin Yi on the side cut his sleeve with a sword, and after Yin Jiuyue finished bleeding, he immediately stepped forward to bandage Yin Jiuyue's wounds.

The Poison King took the small cup filled with Yin Jiuyue's blood and poured a packet of powder into the blood.

The white powder gradually dissolved into the bright red blood, and after a while, the blood slowly turned solid.

Before the blood was completely hardened, the Poison King gently put a wick into it. After a few more moments, the blood turned completely waxy solid, and the color became more transparent, like an incense candle.

Among the four people present, except for the poison king, they were all surprised.

The Poison King took out a fire fold and lit it, and the dancing flames reflected in his eyes, making his eyes even deeper.

The Poison King brought the flame close to the wick, and with a "snap", the Blood Incense Candle was lit.

The flames on the blood incense candle danced even more enthusiastically, reflecting the red clothes on the poison king's body.

Pale red smoke gradually filled the surroundings, and the candle smoke generated by this blood incense candle was also a bright color like blood.

The smell of the smoke was not as pungent as expected, and a rich aroma swept everyone's sense of smell. Yin Jiuyue smelled that this was the fragrance that she had carried since she was born, but the fragrance on her body was faint, but the smoke from the blood incense candle magnified the fragrance several times, and it was even so rich that it was strange.

The Poison King was in a pale red smoke, as if waiting for something.

Yin Jiuyue remembered what the Poison King said just now, "Ah Jing, I'm coming to see you." A bold conjecture came to my mind, and I felt unbelievable.

Could it really be that a living person can be conjured?

In the curling red smoke, the figure of a girl in white slowly appeared.

Yin Yi's eyes widened, this is ...... It's the ghost!

No, it's not like a ghost, it's like a fairy descending to earth, and the pale red smoke that fills the body also carries a fairy aura.

The smoke gradually dispersed, leaving only the beautiful girl with her eyes closed, quietly like a delicate porcelain doll, giving people a feeling of inauthenticity, making people not even dare to touch her, afraid that the porcelain doll would break if they touched it lightly.

The girl's porcelain white skin is shiny, the white brocade dress she wears is embroidered with fine dark lines, a pair of white embroidered shoes are delicate and small, between the skirt and the embroidered shoes, the fine white ankles are exposed, and the ankles are wearing a pair of pure gold foot rings, and several delicate gold bells are pendant on the foot rings.

The Poison King looked at the girl stupidly and called softly: "Ah Jing." ”

It turned out that this girl was Ah Jing.

As if hearing the call of the Poison King, Ah Jing's brows furrowed slightly, his eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his delicate eyes.

Ah Jing's pupils were as dark as an ancient well, and his eyes were as misty as a cloud.

The Poison King's voice trembled involuntarily, and he called again: "Ah Jing, look at me." ”

Just like a stone thrown into an ancient well, causing a circle of ripples, Ah Jing's pupils gradually gained focus, and his eyes became clear. The ink hair reflects Ah Jing's distant mountain eyebrows, as gentle as back then.

Ah Jing's eyes carefully looked at the still young face of the Poison King, and a smile stained his eyes. Her body moved slightly, and the golden bells on her feet made a crisp sound with her body movements.

"Chi Yuan, when you came, I knew you would come, and I finally waited for you." Ah Jing whispered these words softly, his voice weak but unusually firm.

When the Poison King heard Ah Jing's words, the severe pain that had been suppressed in his heart for many years broke out in an instant, and for so many years, this pain did not diminish with the passage of time, but tightly grasped the Poison King's heart at the moment it surged up.

His Ah Jing is still exactly the same as back then, as if the thirty-six years between the two people in the middle did not exist.

The Poison King wanted to respond to Ah Jing's waiting, raised his arms, and wanted to embrace Ah Jing into his arms, but his arms penetrated Ah Jing's body.

The touched part of Ah Jing's body was like smoke scattered by his hand, empty.

The Poison King hurriedly withdrew his arm as if he had been awakened, and that part of Ah Jing's body slowly condensed back to its original appearance like smoke.

Ah Jing quietly watched his body disappear and come back, as if he remembered something, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Chi Yuan, we are destined to be inseparable after all."

The story of the Poison King and Ah Jing takes place thirty-six years ago.

At that time, the young poison king was still called Chi Yuan. Chi Yuan is a noble son of a family in Beijing, but he doesn't want to devote himself to the power field of the capital, and he is not interested in fame and fortune, because he is obsessed with using poison to worship under a master of Nanzhao at that time.

Chi Yuan was gifted in the use of poison, and it only took a few years for him to become a teacher.

After completing his studies, Chi Yuan did not choose to return to his home in Kyochu, but traveled all over the world.

When he was young, Chi Yuan was quite cynical, and although the person who used poison was equivalent to a doctor, he could not use his skills casually like a doctor. So Chi Yuan specifically looked for those who had done bad things, from high-ranking officials and nobles to hooligans in the market, and anyone who was targeted by Chi Yuan could not escape his poison. Chi Yuan will depend on the severity of the other party, ranging from half of his body to his death.

Chi Yuan's name gradually spread, and some people in the rivers and lakes bought his life, but none of those assassins came back.

Because Chi Yuan was all treacherous, his deeds were passed on by word of mouth among the common people, and he became a chivalrous man in the eyes of the people.

As Chi Yuan's reputation grew, and it was rumored among the folks how high his ability to use poison was, in addition to the enemy, there were actually masters of using drugs in the rivers and lakes who came to Chi Yuan for advice.

The masters bowed down one after another in the discussion with Chi Yuan, admiring Chi Yuan's ability to use poison.

The fledgling Wang Chunyang heard of Chi Yuan's prestige, and he thought that his ability was no worse than others, so he secretly went out of the mountain to compete with Chi Yuan.

The way to compete between poisoners is actually to poison each other, and then detoxify themselves, if anyone can't solve the poison that the other party puts on themselves, they will lose.

Obviously, this one was Wang Chunyang who lost.

"What should I do, so many people come to me to ask for advice, they are all respectful, but you, a hairy boy, have been dragged to 108,000 miles, and you have no ability to survive, I really don't want to detoxify you, there is still half an hour from this moment on, and you should return to the west." Chi Yuan crossed his arms and looked at Wang Chunyang, who had fallen to the ground and was already half-stiff, and smiled playfully.

Wang Chunyang didn't expect that the gap between the enemy and me was so big, and he had no power to fight back, and secretly regretted that he shouldn't be so reckless, and felt that his body was getting more and more poisoned, but Wang Chunyang was not convinced: "Hmph, Chunyang's skills are not as good as others, and he is willing to bear the price, and he doesn't bother Chi Yuan Gongzi." ”

"Then you wait here to die." After Chi Yuan said this, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Senior brother, I told you that your medical skills are still being tempered, and you secretly went down the mountain behind your back with the master and me, so you will suffer now." A sweet laugh reached Chi Yuan's ears.

Chi Yuan heard the sound and looked over, and the girl in white walked towards him against the sun.

Chi Yuan shook his head, but only for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses to look at the woman in front of him.

Chi Yuan seemed to hear the ringing of the bell, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be the golden bell on the woman's ankle.

"Girl, this golden bell is so chic."

"Poof, Ah Jing thanked Gongzi for his appreciation."

Ah Jing, is that her name? Sure enough, as her name suggests, this woman is indeed as beautiful as a distant mountain and clear water.

"Senior sister, why are you here?" Wang Chunyang on the ground was a little overjoyed when he saw Ah Jing, great, he didn't have to die untimely today, he didn't want to die yet.

"I'm not coming, are you planning to let me support the master alone in the future?" Ah Jing scolded him.

"Don't dare, Senior Sister Jing'er, save me, I'll go back to the mountain with you, and after I go back, my junior brother will definitely change his past mistakes and practice medical skills hard." In front of his senior sister, Wang Chunyang didn't feel ashamed anymore, and began to coquettish with Ah Jing.

"It's good to know."

Ah Jing squatted down, pressed Wang Chunyang's body, felt stiff, and began to take Wang Chunyang's pulse. Probing Wang Chunyang's pulse, Ah Jing's brows gradually furrowed.

Chi Yuan, who had been silent on the side, couldn't help but smile wickedly at the corner of his mouth when he saw Ah Jing's expression.

"Why, Miss Ajing, can't you cure this poison like your junior brother, and your junior brother will return to the west in a while, but it's a pity that Venerable Taixuan has all his skills, and in the end there is no one who can inherit his mantle."