No, don't, Song Yuanxi...... It hurts, it hurts.

The toxicity became more and more intense, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't stand the pain anymore, and her head slammed into the ground.

Knock knock knock...... One after another.

Feng Ghost sneered, "Don't struggle anymore, Jiang Wanxiu, no one can resist the poison of the Corpse King, obediently be my puppet." ”

Jiang Wanxiu no longer had half the strength to speak, and all her reason and strength were used to resist the pain of the poison of the Corpse King.

Knock knock knock...... After a while, Jiang Wanxiu's forehead was bruised and bloody.

The phoenix ghost snorted coldly, "Stupid." ”

There were bursts of roars from the dungeon of the Poison King's Mansion, and the pretty face of the woman in the white dress was completely distorted in pain.

Follow the order, and it won't hurt anymore.

But let her kill Song Yuanxi, she would rather stay up like this herself.

Keep it up.

Time passed little by little.

The night passed, the sky was white, and the sunlight shone through the small window, spilling on her.

Jiang Wanxiu was paralyzed on the ground, exhausted her strength, and she lasted all night, but she really couldn't hold on......

"Poof!" vomited a mouthful of blood, and Jiang Wanxiu was completely unconscious.

Feng Ghost's eyes were gloomy, and he kicked Jiang Wanxiu, "Get up!" ”

The poison of the corpse king, she will be poisoned if she drinks a sip, but she drank an altar and lasted all night, could it be that I failed to refine?

But it's impossible, how does a little woman who has no power to resist the poison of the corpse king?

Brush! Jiang Wanxiu, who was unconscious, opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were sloppy, her face was expressionless, and she said coldly, "Kill Song Yuanxi." ”

Feng Ghost laughed, "It's good to be obedient earlier, delay the old man for a night, go, my corpse king." ”

In the mountains and forests of Jingzhou City, Song Yuanxi searched everywhere.

Jiang Wanxiu is here to collect medicine, so it should be in the mountains and woodlands.

But Song Yuanxi searched for a night and found no trace of Jiang Wanxiu.

The sky turned white, and Song Yuanxi's face became more and more cold.

Jingzhou is very big, he may not have met Jiang Wanxiu, or it is possible that Jiang Wanxiu met a poisonous person and was killed......

"Hiss......" Suddenly, Song Yuanxi found a strange sound coming from the coffin next to him.

Poisonous? Song Yuan Xi Jianfeng picked up the coffin lid, and the long sword in his hand was about to stab down, and he stopped it instantly after seeing the people inside.

Jian Feng stopped in front of the door of the mindless face, "Remember the heartless? Song Yuanxi's eyebrows sank.

Ji Wuxin saw him, gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up...... Jiang Wanxiu was ...... Caught by the Poison King......"

"What?" Song Yuanxi's eyes were instantly cold, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Ji Wuxin hurriedly called out to him, tremblingly raised the rejuvenating grass in his hand, "You bring this...... This herb ...... Jiang Wanxiu's ...... found Can resist corpse poison...... She deserves to be ...... Poisoned...... This can be useful......"

Song Yuanxi took the rejuvenating grass in his hand, and put his finger on Ji Wuxin's vein, "Your corpse poison has invaded the heart vein?" ”

"Suppressing the corpse poison has been devoured......" Ji Wuxin said, snorting and snorting with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his lips.

Song Yuanxi frowned, remembering that he had already said, "Don't worry about me...... You go save her......"

"Bang bang bang!" Song Yuanxi clicked his fingers a few times in his heart and said, "I'll save you next time." ”

As he spoke, he re-closed the lid of the coffin that had just been knocked off with a wave of his palm.

He and Jiang Wanxiu have exactly the same style.

Ji Wuxin looked at the figure of him leaving, thinking that Jiang Wanxiu should be fine this time.

"Poof." Spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Just now, he forcibly tried to get out, but the backlash became more and more serious, and if he didn't heal his injuries, he himself would be poisoned first.

Song Yuanxi walked alone and went straight to the dungeon.

"Poison King, it's no good, Song Yuanxi rescued people!" The guards hurried to report.

Feng Ghost smiled and waved his hand, "If the old man hadn't deliberately released the water, how could he have gone so smoothly, let him save him, if he doesn't save people, how can my puppet have a chance to kill him." ”

As he spoke, Feng Ghost's eyes became extremely cold. "I am the number one poison in the world, no one can resist my poison, Song Yuanxi, there should be no freaks in the world who are invincible to all poisons, as long as Song Yuanxi dies, the old man is the first poison in the world, a well-deserved drug king, hahaha!"

Song Yuanxi hugged the unconscious Jiang Wanxiu and went all the way south.

But before he arrived in Lanzhou City, the unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes, his nails turned black instantly, and he raised his hand and grabbed Song Yuanxi's face.

Song Yuanxi only had time to turn his head, Jiang Wanxiu's sharp nails grazed his cheek, instantly cutting his face, leaving a wound and blood sliding down.

"Jiang Wanxiu." Song Yuanxi looked at her, but saw that her fingers were pitch black, her eyes were sloppy, and she couldn't recognize him anymore.

Jiang Wanxiu didn't say a word, her claws were like hooks, and she waved at Song Yuanxi fiercely.

After becoming a poisonous person, his strength was infinite, and Song Yuanxi retreated step by step.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" The claw wind howled.

Song Yuanxi clamped Jiang Wanxiu's wrist with one hand, "Jiang Wanxiu, wake up." ”

Jiang Wanxiu turned a deaf ear, just waved over one paw after another.

Song Yuanxi took out the rejuvenating grass and looked around, at this time, how to give Jiang Wanxiu medicine?

His eyes wandered around.

And Jiang Wanxiu stared at him deadly, cold and piercing, only the instinct to kill him remained.

Song Yuan Xi was a little on tiptoe, slightly distanced himself from Jiang Wanxiu, and the flying knife in his hand shot out, swishing and slashing on a thick bamboo with both hands together.

Song Yuanxi picked up a bamboo tube, scooped up some water, and mashed the rejuvenated grass into it.

And Jiang Wanxiu kept chasing after him, showing her teeth and claws.

Song Yuanxi took her around in circles, and she didn't know how to work lightly, so she could only follow Song Yuanxi in vain.

This is only half a cup of tea, Song Yuanxi has already picked up some dry firewood in one go, made a fire, set up the bamboo tube, and lit the fire. decoction.

"Roar!" Jiang Wanxiu let out an angry roar, and she couldn't touch Song Yuanxi's people, which made her poisonous, and her head began to hurt again.

Song Yuan Xi was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand Jiang Wanxiu's situation.

The poisoner is a puppet, and in order to control the poisoner's obedience, if he can't complete the order given, it will be painful.

With his light skills, although Jiang Wanxiu is infinitely powerful, he can't even touch his clothes.

But seeing her in such pain, he didn't want to run away.

Jiang Wanxiu waved her hands again and pounced, in the past, Song Yuan Xi was on tiptoe, and Jiang Wanxiu pounced in the air.

But this time, he didn't hide, and let her go straight into his arms.

"It hurts!" Jiang Wanxiu murmured unconsciously, clutching Song Yuanxi with both hands, and biting when she opened her mouth.

The teeth penetrated the flesh and blood of Song Yuanxi's shoulder blades, and blood was dripping.

Song Yuan snorted, grabbed her two wrists with one hand, held her with the other, and let her bite.

Blood-smacked mouth.

Jiang Wanxiu seemed to be a little sober, raised her head incredibly, looked at the wound she was bitten by herself, and then looked at Song Yuanxi, with tears in her eyes.

"Song Yuanxi ......"

Song Yuanxi looked at her and said comfortingly, "It's okay, the medicine will be fried immediately." ”

"Ahh Jiang Wanxiu let out a painful moan and said with difficulty, "You...... Walk...... I ......"

I can't control myself.

Song Yuanxi still hugged her tightly, and her cold voice was gentle, "Don't torture yourself, you bite, I don't hurt." ”

"No......" Jiang Wanxiu couldn't finish a word, trembling all over, it hurt so much......

But Song Yuanxi reached out and pressed her head over his shoulder, sending flesh and blood to her lips.

If she couldn't hurt him, she would be tormented by corpse poison.

It was the only way to ease her pain.

The instinct of "hiss......" corpse poison prevailed, and Jiang Wanxiu no longer knew what she had done to Song Yuanxi, only the strong smell of blood remained.

Song Yuanxi's shoulder blades no longer have a piece of good meat, blood is dripping, and the flesh is blurred.

Her teeth were still embedded in his flesh, and her cheeks were covered with tears, and she was in agony.

Song Yuanxi was extremely distressed, and hated the phoenix ghost to the core.

"Husband." The person in his arms trembled, his mouth loosened a little, and he looked up at him blankly, his eyes dazed.

The next moment, it turned into a color of pain again.

Song Yuanxi picked up the bamboo tube, and the medicine was already decoction.

Song Yuanxi took a sip, pinched Jiang Wanxiu's chin with one hand, and crossed the medicine with his mouth.

She had no sense, how could she drink the medicine well, and bit his lip fiercely, and the blood mixed with the medicine went into her throat.

After drinking the medicine, the tyrannical Jiang Wanxiu gradually regained her calm and fell asleep quietly in his arms.

Song Yuanxi hugged her and returned to Lanzhou City.

"I've never seen this herb before, but it does work wonders for corpse poison."

The ghost doctor Guan Yan took the rejuvenating grass brought back by Song Yuanxi, and said, "With this herb as the mainstay, plus eight kinds of auxiliary medicines, it can exert the best medicinal effect." ”

Song Yuanxi looked at Jiang Wanxiu lying on the bed and said, "When will she wake up?" ”

"I'll be able to wake up soon, but the amount of poison she is so heavy that she probably needs to drink medicine for at least half a month." Ghost doctor Guan Yan said.

Song Yuan Xi said coldly: "Immediately reward the world, look for the soul rejuvenation grass, and I will go to collect medicine." ”

The Soul Restoration Grass was found in the city of Jingzhou.

Now other places don't know where to find herbs, so go to Jingzhou City to find them first.

"Wait for the son, you're injured......" Before the ghost doctor Guan Yan's words were finished, there was no shadow of Song Yuanxi again.

This time, Song Yuanxi brought a few more guards, so he must pick more soul rejuvenation grass.

Song Yuanxi came back after dark and brought a basket of soul rejuvenation grass.

At the same time, I also brought back the memory of the heartless.

The ghost doctor Guan Yan also prepared the most suitable prescription, a miracle doctor like him, with the main medicine, he can quickly adjust the adjuvants, dosage, and taking method of the prescription.

Jiang Wanxiu felt like she was in a dream. I saw Song Yuanxi in my dream, and he whispered softly in her ear, gentle and doting.

But the smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth, and he seemed to have become a monster, tearing at his flesh little by little.

Kill him, kill him.

The cold voice echoing in his head, and the gentleness of his doting, blended together, and it was chaotic and painful.

"Ahh Jiang Wanxiu woke up abruptly and sat up from the bed with a bang.

"Jiang Wanxiu." Song Yuanxi stayed by the bedside, his eyes lit up, Jiang Wanxiu saw him, threw herself into his arms, and muttered, "It's great that you're okay." ”

It's good that it's just a dream.

Song Yuan pursed his lips, "Hmm." Jiang Wanxiu suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood on his body, which could not be concealed by the fragrance of herbs.

"This is ......" Jiang Wanxiu looked at his shoulder blades in a daze, where a thick white gauze was tied to hide his scars, but ...... She remembered.

It's not a dream, it's her bite.

Mouthful after mouthful, flesh and blood blurred.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Wanxiu clenched her fists tightly, her distressed eyes moistened.

Song Yuanxi reached out and stroked her head, "You know it's wrong, right?" Do you dare to sneak away alone next time? ”

Jiang Wanxiu bit her lip tightly, tears rolled in her eyes, and she couldn't speak.

"I'm really sorry."

Song Yuanxi picked up her chin, looked at the lovely little beauty, and pursed her lips slightly, "If you don't want to go, why don't you let me take a bite?" ”