As the boss, the ink monkey is not there, Luo Qingyin wants to play the foundation of Wuhou, the dark soul bead has no hands, and the Jinpeng egg and the phoenix god egg can't play cards, they have been missing for a long time, it is rare that Luo Qingyin is free, they happily sit down around the blue group, code cards, start!

I don't know when the sun has set, the full moon like a mirror, held up to the sky by the Qionghua tree in the distance, the jade disk like a cloud through the clouds, a faint light sprinkled on the earth.

Under the flower tree, the man woke up leisurely.

What catches your eye is the familiar Qionghua forest, and there is a rumbling sound in your ears, which is a little pleasant and special in the evening breeze.

For a moment, he almost thought he was dreaming.

He, didn't die?

Looking up at the direction where the commotion came, I saw that under the moonlight, on the Qionghua tree, the Qionghua fairy he saw before he died sat on the flower branch, and with the flower branch gently swaying, the beautiful facial features were dyed with a layer of soft moonlight, which was more beautiful than the Qionghua blossoming all over the mountains and fields.

Was she the one who saved him?

Although he is not afraid of death, he does not want to die either.

Knowing that he was not dead, he was in a trance for a moment, and then revealed the joy of the rest of his life.

At this moment, the girl's lips opened slightly, and she spit out two words: "Three strips." ”

"Bump." The beautiful little doll like Fuwa on the side is soft and cute.

On the opposite side are two hairballs, one red and one white.

The red hairs are like a flaming flame; The white hair ball is like the elf of the Qionghua.

Suddenly, the little doll's soft voice sounded again, "Sister, the black man is awake." ”

Black man, referring to him?

So sharp!

A touch of bewilderment flashed in the man's eyes, and the depth and vicissitudes of life disappeared rapidly in his eyes, and he slowly got up: "Thank you for the fairy's life-saving grace." ”

"Let's stop fighting." Luo Qingyin pushed the card, motioned for Lei Yan to clean up, and fell to the ground in the wind, his starry eyes were half-narrowed, and he seemed to smile and said, "I saved you for a purpose." ”

The man's eyes moved slightly: "You want to know who the person who poisoned me is?" ”

Luo Qingyin nodded: "Well, it's very important to me." ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not sure who poisoned me right now." The man pondered carefully for a moment, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, "However, it should be the person next to Benjun, give Benjun a few days, and Benjun will definitely be able to find out and hand over the person to you." ”

Luo Qingyin's eyes showed a hint of disappointment: "Okay, tell me when you know." ”

The man bowed slightly: "The fairy's gift of wine and life-saving grace, this gentleman will definitely do his best to repay it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a scroll was handed to him.

"Just waiting for your words." Luo Qingyin's eyebrows raised slightly, and his starry eyes contained a bright light: "I need some spirit grass, helping me find it is the best reward for me." ”

"You're an alchemist?" The man took it with both hands, and when he saw the spirit grass on it, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "These spirit grasses are very strange, are you in a hurry?" ”

Luo Qingyin was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Since he would be ten times stronger than the Soul Separation Poison in Biqin Garden, Zi Yunchen would directly face the Tianluo Divine Temple, and the Soul Separation Poison he encountered might be even stronger.

She wanted to brew the best requiem wine in the fastest time and give it to Zi Yunchen.

The man was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you know who Benjun is?" ”

Luo Qingyin shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Seeing her shake his head, a wry smile appeared on his face, he shook his head, and a deep voice sounded in the quiet Qionghua forest: "This gentleman is idle." Maybe you haven't heard of this name, but Benjun has another name, maybe you've heard it. ”

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows, and heard two words: "Poison Emperor!" ”

His face changed slightly, Luo Qingyin looked at the young and handsome man in front of him with surprised eyes, and blurted out: "So you are so old!" ”

The Poison Emperor, the head of the Poison Sect, I heard that he has a withdrawn personality and is proud of himself, extremely good at using poison, and was once known as the first of the top ten poisonous people, and overnight, he poisoned a city and shocked the Cangyun Continent.

Not only that, but he also has the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, and at a certain strong conference, his shot was even more amazing to the audience.

The reason why she had heard of him was because after she was hit by the Yin Yin Poisonous Blood, Zi Yunchen discussed with Hu Lao whether to visit the Poison Sect.

After hearing that the Poison Emperor was missing, Hu Lao went to the Little Medicine Valley instead.

Luo Qingyin never thought that the young and handsome man in front of him turned out to be the poison emperor who had caused headaches to countless people.

Looking at Luo Qingyin's stunned expression, Ren Xian's expression was a little subtle: "I can't imagine that Benjun's thoughts have not been wiped out with time......"

It's so smelly and beautiful.

However, since it is a poison sect, it will be easy to do.

Since ancient times, there has been no separation between medicine and poison, and there must be a lot of spiritual grass in the poison sect that she wants.

Luo Qingyin thought in his heart, and smiled lightly: "So, you can find these spirit grasses?" ”

"I can't guarantee it, I can only try." A sly smile appeared in Ren Xian's eyes, "It's just that Benjun's body hasn't fully recovered yet......"

Luo Qingyin shrugged: "I can't help that." It's a fluke that I can pull you back from the hell gate. ”

Ren Xian did not speak.

No one understands the horror of the soul poison better than him.

After knowing that he had been poisoned, he didn't even have time to prescribe an antidote for himself.

If it weren't for her sudden appearance in the Qionghua Forest, I'm afraid he would have become a ghost by now.

After being silent for a moment, Ren Xian slowly spoke: "Benjun is already somewhat sure of the poison in it, when Benjun has gathered the detoxification spirit grass, can I ask you to help refine the pill?" ”

Luo Qingyin rolled his eyes: "This elixir is at least seven grades...... I'm just a mere alchemist of the ninth order, I'm afraid I won't be able to refine the pill you requested. ”

Ren Xian smiled lightly, with a touch of affirmation in his eyes: "Your strength will never be only the ninth order of the alchemist. ”

Looking straight into his vicissitudes of life, Luo Qingyin groaned, "What's in it for me? ”

Ren Xian said briskly: "The poison scripture of the Poison Sect is all for you." ”

Although the poisonous effect is not small, but the thing full of negative energy is really not her love, she shook her head and decisively refused: "Don't." ”

There was a hint of surprise in Ren Xian's eyes: "How about preparing the spirit grass on the scroll in the fastest time, and opening the Poison Sect Medicine Tian Feng for you to pick a hundred kinds?" ”

Before Luo Qingyin could speak, the snow ginseng doll said with a disgusted face: "Only a hundred? So little. ”

Ren Xian almost stumbled.

Does the little kid understand, poisonous weeds are not as good as spirit grass, and a hundred kinds of poisonous weeds are enough to compare to five hundred kinds of spirit grass in terms of effect!

Gritting his teeth, he stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred." ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at him lightly: "I don't want your poisonous weeds, how about I choose the spirit grass?" I'm not going to take them all, at least three of each for you. ”

It's straightforward!

Ren Xian looked at her deeply for a long time.

After a long time, when the snow ginseng doll's small mouth opened and yawned, Ren Xian chuckled lowly and said, "It's just a mere spirit grass, so why not give it all to you." ”

Mao Dun Literature