Chapter 322: The deity wants to see her corpse
In front of the well.
Song Yizhi stretched out his head to look, and then retracted his head to look at the night dynasty.
"This well should be the place where the water is being taken from this area." Song Yizhi said.
Poisoning from a well can indeed lead to widespread poisoning, and this well is problematic nine times out of ten.
Yachao threw the barrel on one side, and after a while pulled the rope to pull up the barrel filled with water.
Looking at the somewhat muddy well water in the barrel, Ye Chao and Song Yizhi frowned at the same time.
This water is so muddy.
Ye Chao reached out and picked up some water, then lowered his head and drank a little.
When Song Yizhi was about to follow the example of the night dynasty and test the poison, the night dynasty sprinkled the water in his hand on the ground, "You are not allowed to drink it." ”
Under the gaze of the night dynasty, Song Yizhi silently retracted the outstretched hand.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was honest, Ye Chao reached out again to hold a little water.
"It doesn't smell bad, it's even a little sweet." After Ye Chao finished speaking, he drank a little bit again, "It's indeed sweet, but it's not the sweetness of the well water." ”
Song Yizhi was really curious, but under the gaze of the night dynasty, she still gave up her plan to taste it.
"Got a thought?" Song Yizhi asked.
The night asahi looked at the well water flowing down his fingers, "Yes." ”
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows slightly.
"This poison is called incandescent poison, and the person who is poisoned will have a high fever and eventually die of high fever." Ye Chao looked at Song Yizhi, "Ordinary doctors can't tell the difference at all, they will only treat it as an ordinary high fever." ”
Song Yizhi looked at the night dynasty with a serious expression.
"But this incandescent poison is different from the previous incandescent poisons, like two poisons mixed together, and that's what I find tricky." Night Chao said.
Song Yizhi raised her hand against her forehead, and her fingers moved to smooth her frowning brow.
"Another poison should be sweet...... "Ye Chao really couldn't think of what it was, he said, "Let's go see it again." ”
Song Yizhi responded.
Leaving the well, Song Yizhi and Ye Chao continued to investigate the situation in this cramped place.
"Miscellaneous, it must be the plague he brought!"
"Kill him! Shoot him! Kill this half-demon, he will die my brother! ”
"Kill him! Stone him! ”
……
The immature children's voice can't hide their malice.
Ye Chao was attracted by the half-demons in these children's voices, and he followed the sound, followed by Song Yizhi.
In a messy cul-de-sac, four or five boys of eight or nine years old surrounded a child punching, kicking, throwing stones, and cursing at him.
Ye Chao and Song Yizhi saw the child on the ground with a bloody face, he held his head tightly with both hands, and his body shrunk into a ball.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and waved, and his spiritual power pushed the four or five children aside.
The boys were pushed away by an irresistible force.
As soon as they turned around, they saw a man and a woman at the mouth of the alley, the two of them were neatly dressed and clean, and their temperament was dusty, and they did not fit in with this dirty place.
An older boy looked at Ye Chao and Song Yizhi, his eyes were full of vigilance and fear, but he still mustered up the courage to ask, "You, who are you?" ”
"Doctor." The cold voice of the night sounded.
Several boys were afraid of the coldness of the night dynasty, and they shrunk into a ball, with unconcealed fear and vigilance in their eyes.
"Let's go." Song Yizhi spoke.
The little boys looked at each other and finally scrambled to run.
Ye Chao and Song Yizhi stepped on the uneven ground and walked in.
Looking at the boy lying motionless in the puddle, a spiritual power fell down in the night.
After a moment, Ye Chao withdrew his spiritual power and his voice was slightly cold, "It's a half-demon." ”
The little boy on the ground opened his eyes with some difficulty when he heard the movement, and he saw that one of his eyes was blood-red and the other was tan.
Song Yizhi answered, she walked up and bent down slightly, "Child, can you get up?" ”
The little boy looked at Song Yizhi with wary eyes, his body moved slightly, and he touched the wound on his body, and he couldn't help but take a breath in pain.
"Song Yizhi, this is a half-demon." Yechao spoke softly.
Song Yizhi glanced back at the night dynasty and said with a smile, "Are you afraid that I will pity him?" ”
"It's not that you're afraid, you're just taking pity on you now." The sound of the night sounded.
Song Yizhi looked at Ye Chao's slightly cold and worried look, bent his eyes and smiled, "This is not pity, he is half a person and a child." ”
She couldn't tell Ye Chao that she had been saved by a half-demon, just like such a child, because she received a little kindness from herself, when those immortal cultivators chased after her to kill her, she led away those immortal cultivators without hesitation, and was finally burned alive.
She had received too much kindness and help from strangers who had taught her that she should always have a good heart.
Therefore, she has a little more compassion and patience for these ordinary people.
Ye Chao knew that he couldn't talk about Song Yizhi, so he said lightly, "Let's go." ”
Song Yizhi stood up, she threw a porcelain vase on the ground, and then turned around and left with Yechao.
The night dynasty didn't see Song Yizhi's actions, and left the alley with her.
After the two left, the little boy on the ground struggled to reach out and grab the porcelain vase, his scarred hand clutching the porcelain vase in his hand.
Just as he was about to pour out a pill, an illusory black shadow appeared in the alley.
The Phantom looked at the little boy curled up on the ground with a little respect, and then the Phantom quickly approached, and the sharp blade was sent into the little boy's body.
The little boy's eyes widened as he stared at the phantom, his blood-colored pupils gradually dilated.
"Poof."
The Phantom drew its blade, and the boy fell to the ground, dirty water splashing all over his face.
Then, a blood-colored light quickly drifted into the distance.
When the illusion sees that its purpose has been achieved, it disappears in its place.
……
Meanwhile.
Demon Realm, Demon Palace.
In the empty hall stood two columns of demons, their faces ranging from enchanting to terrifying.
These demons with high status were like quails at this time, holding their breath one by one to reduce their sense of existence, and the silence in the hall was depressing.
The man on the throne raised his hand to support his forehead, and he looked at the honest and obedient demon king and demon general below, his eyes indifferent.
"Go on." The low, emotionless voice was too cold.
The legs of the Demon King standing in front of him trembled, and he forcibly endured his fear and spoke respectfully, "Returning to the Demon Lord, Xu Xiuli of the Refining Weapon Sect has died violently, and the cause of death is unknown, and the half-dragon is nowhere to be found. ”
When the words fell, the demon king knelt straight on the ground, his face full of fear and fear, "The demon lord spares his life!" ”
"That's what you've done for years?" An indifferent voice rang out.
At the most critical time, Xu Xiuli, a key chess piece, suddenly died, and the half-dragon was nowhere to be found, these wastes are really capable.
The demon lord's burly body trembled.
The demon lord's hand moved, and when he was about to send this wine bag and rice bag to meet the previous demon lord, a red light flew into his eyebrows from outside the hall.
The Demon Lord's brow twitched slightly.
The crippled spirit has returned to its place.
In the next second, the memories attached to the divine soul flooded into his mind.
After digesting the memory, a little red mark appeared between the demon lord's eyebrows, like a beauty mole.
"Song Yizhi has arrived in the Refining City." The demon lord saw a familiar person from the memory of the divine soul, and he glanced indifferently at the demons below, "After the refiner conference is over, the deity wants to see her corpse. ”
Xu Xiuli's death is estimated to be inseparable from Song Yizhi.
The demons responded.
There was a fork, and the demon lord didn't continue to do it, and the demon king who picked up a life was killed for the rest of his life.
……
(End of chapter)