Chapter 125: Tisrakshasa's Tears (2)

was disturbed by Muren like this, and the princess of Edabe was not interested, and said gloomily: "Uncle Xian, the concubine is going to boil the decoction, and you can rest here." After finishing speaking, he left Dai Ping in the clouds and mist, and left.

Dai Ping stood there, his mind in chaos, his memories as incoherent as fragments. It must have been broken by the mysterious man in white, Dai Ping thought in his heart. Suddenly, I felt unbearable abdominal pain, like a knife, after a while, the abdomen swelled, the abdomen churned up and down, gurgling, gradually unable to support it, kneeling on the ground with my body in my arms, only to feel that my heart was pounding, dizzy, my breathing gradually became short, my face became pale, my forehead oozed dense beads of sweat, I couldn't help but open my mouth wide and gasp for breath, my throat was a stalk, and with a "whoosh" sound, the filth in my abdomen sprayed out, and the stench was unpleasant.

With the filth and vomiting in his abdomen, Dai Ping felt unusually sober, his breath was cold, and he was not happy, but he didn't have any strength in his body and couldn't get up. Lying on the ground and gasping for a while, he got up sonorously, his body light and weightless. I saw some white insects faintly in a large puddle of black filth on the ground, and I squatted down to take a closer look, but the stench emitted by the filth rushed straight over, through the nasal cavity, straight to the door of the brain, and there was a "vomit" sound, choking out the jaundice, and it was a lot of tears and snot stuck in the eyes.

"Don't look at it, that's the Gu that the princess of Nutabe gave you. A voice said lightly.

"Who? Who is talking?" Dai Ping was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked around, but there was no one to be seen.

"Hey, it seems that the poisoning is not shallow, and I can't even hear my voice. Before the words fell, a figure gradually appeared in front of Dai Ping's eyes.

"You, you are ......" Dai Ping looked at the monk in front of him, very familiar but couldn't remember who it was.

"Even the jaundice has been vomited, presumably the stomach is so empty that it can't be empty anymore, eat a piece of Sanjing meat to fill the stomach. As he spoke, the monk took out a piece of squarely cut pork belly from his skin and handed it to Dai Ping, and the smell of the meat immediately wafted and filled the room, dispelling away the filthy stench.

"Three pure meat?" Dai Ping muttered, as if he had heard it somewhere, and where he seemed to have eaten it, trying to recall it but without the slightest clue, but he was rumbling in his stomach, unable to resist the temptation of this meaty fragrance, stepped forward, grabbed the meat piece, swallowed it in three bites, and did not chew it carefully, choking tears straight out.

"How does it taste?" the monk asked with a smile.

"Uh-" Dai Ping hiccuped, felt his body gradually regain his strength, subconsciously moved, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he looked at the monk and exclaimed: "Master Siam, it turned out to be you!"

"It's me," the Siamese mage laughed, "and you remember?"

"It's just, it's just why I'm here?" Dai Ping wondered.

"Well, it will take some time for the general to fully recover. "Siamese Master said.

"General?" Dai Ping was a little dazed when he saw the Siamese mage calling himself a general.

"The poor monk took the general to a place where it is convenient to know. "Siamese Master said.

"Where is the mage taking me, and why do you call me a general?" asked Dai Ping.

"The general just went with the poor monk. The Siamese Master turned and walked towards the door, and Dai Ping followed with a little hesitation. As soon as the two arrived at the door, they only heard the sound of "bang", the door was kicked open, and the princess of the Edabe stood at the door, her apricot eyes widened angrily, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she shouted in a low voice: "Where did the demon monk come from?"