Chapter 17: The Fairy's Grandfather, the Poison King
Liao Tian blushed suddenly, but he let the little girl continue to fool around, and he didn't stop it, which felt so good.
However, the doubts were still greater than the harassment of the beautiful women, so they still asked: "Girl, what is this enchantment?"
Liao Tian had never seen such an exercise in the library pavilion, so he asked suspiciously.
"Enchantment? Actually, I don't know what it is, but it's quite magical, grandpa said it's a spell left by real immortals. ”
"But grandpa can't guess what it is, when he first came in, grandpa spent every day on the side of the barrier in the misty area! ”
"Where's your grandfather?" asked Liao Tian.
"My grandfather died last year, and I was the only one left in this place, and I couldn't get out, I was almost bored to death, but fortunately, I picked you up, and now I finally have company. The little girl smiled excitedly.
"I can't move now, and I can't play with you, by the way, I'm almost hungry if I have anything to eat. Liao Tian looked at his stomach and said.
"There's a lot of food, I'll bring it to you right away." The little girl ran out.
After a while, he brought a big fat leg that was roasted and a little burnt, I don't know what kind of monster's leg it was, one leg was at least half the size of a person, and handed it to Liao Tian's mouth.
Liao Tian, who was already hungry, couldn't care about the taste, so he nibbled hard, and after eating, he thought, the little white tiger should also be extremely hungry, and there should be no danger here.
After thinking about it, he gave the system an idea and released the little white tiger, and the little white tiger appeared in the cabin out of thin air.
I saw that it was not the little white tiger that was the size of the basketball, but almost a hundred pounds long, and the momentum began to have a bit of the taste of Zhao of the king of tigers.
"How can there be little monsters here, such cute little monsters. As soon as the little girl saw the little white tiger that was quiet in vain, she handed over Liao Tian's leftover monster legs.
The little white tiger leaned closer, but did not move, but stared at me, as if waiting for my prompt.
"This is my pet, little white tiger" After Liao Tian finished speaking to the little girl, he hurriedly looked at the little white tiger and said gently: "Follow me to make you hungry, eat quickly!" Liao Tian hurriedly let the little white tiger eat, and he was already guilty in his heart.
After Liao Tian was full, sleepiness struck again, mental injuries, physical injuries, and the sequelae of the Angry Pill, where could he still hold on, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
After feeding the little white tiger and eating the monster meat, the little girl led the little white tiger out to play.
Because the little white tiger is more humane and can understand human words, after a while, he became one with the little girl, and he was even closer than Liao Tian, the master.
However, Liao Tian slept until the next morning, and was awakened by the fragrance wafting in from outside the cabin.
Liao Tian got up and found that his internal strength had recovered again, so he opened the door and came outside the house.
I saw the little girl roasting the monster meat outside the cabin, and the little white tiger was squatting next to her, her big mouth was open, her tongue was leaking, and her saliva was about to flow to the ground.
"Handsome brother, are you awake, come and eat barbecue!" the little girl said with a smile as she looked at me.
"Girl, good morning, I forgot to introduce you, my name is Liao Tian. Liao Tian said with a smirk.
Liao Tian came to the fire, squatted down next to the little girl, took the leg of the monster stuck in the stick in the little girl's hand, roasted it, and said, "Little girl, let me bake it, the taste I bake is more crispy." ”
"Brother Liao Tian, my name is Zhao Ning'er, that's what my grandfather called me. Zhao Ning'er said with a smile.
"Is it daytime? It feels like it's hazy everywhere, and there's no sunlight in sight. Liao Tian asked Zhao Ning'er suspiciously.
"There will never be sunshine here, it will always be like this, I have been in this world for almost ten years, and there were a few people living here at first, and then my grandfather killed them. ”
After Ning Er finished speaking, she began to chatter and told her story.
My grandfather is a master of poison refining, and he was famous in the country of dragons back then, but it was not a good reputation, but he was ruthless, and the black-hearted poisonous monster was my grandfather's name.
All the people who offended my grandfather were poisoned by him, and the methods were extremely cruel, some of them were rotting all over their bodies and died, some of them were poisoned by dantian, and even the strong people at the level of the martial king could be poisoned to death in silence.
Later, many enemies gathered to kill my grandfather, and my parents died in the siege of the enemies.
My grandfather took me on and on and on, and finally absconded to Xishan Town, but he couldn't escape their pursuit, and finally we desperately fled here, but found that we could no longer get out.
There used to be a few families living here, I don't know why I came here, because there was a middle-aged man who wanted to bully me, and after being bumped into by my grandfather, my grandfather killed and poisoned everyone here, and no one was left.
Since I was five years old, I have lived alone in this mysterious place, with only my grandfather occasionally talking to me, and most of the time he is tinkering with his poison and studying the "barrier" outside.
I was very lonely every day, so my grandfather taught me to read and write, let me learn martial arts, and learn his alchemy.
I refused to learn to refine poison, thinking it was a harmful thing, and my grandfather forced me to memorize his Five Poisons Sutra and taught me how to use swordsmanship.
Grandpa said that I was a wizard who practiced martial arts, and I had practiced to the realm of martial arts in just nine years, which made him extremely excited, which made my grandfather study enchantments and poisons begin to become more frequent.
There are precious medicinal materials everywhere, and grandpa told me that you can refine an elixir that can make grandpa break through the martial immortals.
Grandpa said that when he becomes a martial immortal, goes to the mysterious place called the Eye of the Formation, and passes the trials of the other world, then we can go out.
Finally, one day, Grandpa really refined the elixir that could make him break through, became the grandfather of the Martial Immortal, and entered the Eye of the Formation with his poison.
I don't know what Grandpa experienced inside, but when he came out and returned to the cabin, his body was already full of injuries and he was dying.
Before he died, my grandfather told me not to go in, there was a space of its own, where it would never be possible to pass through, and it was full of people who were exactly the same as themselves, and after killing one, they would be divided into two, and they would endlessly conjure up more and more of themselves.
Grandpa killed for a month, and he couldn't kill so much of himself, but when he wanted to leave, he found that he was surrounded by many, many of himself.
After escaping, he found that he had already been seriously injured, and the dantian and meridians had also been forcibly overused and had become tattered.