This appearance of Yin Shui Liu made Shang Xi frown slightly, and for the first time in his heart, he felt that the situation was not all in his hands, because his image of the monarch in the past was too profound for him.

"The old minister is also curious, how can the king solve this deadlock of mutual supervision and mutual cooperation between the three parties? Is it just this sunset sword of Mrs. Hexi, who has just recovered to the realm of connections? Or is it the wolf tooth pawn who was slaughtered by the old minister to the point that there are less than a hundred people left? The old minister's words may not be listened to, if the king only relies on these few things, I am afraid he will be very disappointed. ”

Tripartite.

The mercenaries of the Northern Dou clan, the camp Neiying, and the Yanquan Jun, in Shang Xi's heart, without the king of Mrs. Xi, now any party can put him to death.

Yin Shuiliu still had a good time to say: "Is Shang Jiazai interested in listening to Benjun tell an interesting story, just like the stories that Benjun told Shang Jiazai before." ”

Shang Xi smiled dumbly and said: "If the monarch still has such leisure and leisure, how dare the old minister disobey." ”

The two masters and servants who were about to face off to death seemed to be drinking from each other, and Yin Shuiliu said slowly in the accompaniment of the heavy rain outside the tent: "Benjun once said to the monk Jiazai when he was young that Benjun often has some inexplicable dreams, and those dreams are as real as if they were in person. In those dreams, Benjun has been to some other countries that are completely different from his own world, and when he wakes up, he will still remember every bit of them, and nothing is missing. ”

Shang Xi frowned slightly.

Yin Shuiliu said that for the current situation, it is really far away, and the Yin Shuiliu in his impression has never been a person without a target.

"Even if it's a dream, maybe it's too real, and Benjun thinks more than once that Benjun will die in those dream countries, especially in a place called 'Ten Thousand Poison Villas'. Compared with the world we are in, the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Villa in that world has all kinds of strange poisons that are not found in the world, which can make the village kill people with poison masters invisibly, making it impossible to prevent no matter how vigilant it is, and this gentleman still remembers how his companion who went to the dream country together died tragically. ”

Yin Shuiliu's hoarse voice was like a dream, and the warning in Shang Xi's heart suddenly exploded.

Wrong.

This appearance of the Demon Lord is too abnormal.

"In that dream, because of the internal strife, Benjun's side exposed his whereabouts, and the whole army should have been wiped out, and even Benjun could not escape his doom, but fortunately, a girl named Hu Hongyao saved Benjun, she is the young master of Ten Thousand Poisons Villa. The so-called girl is the title of the lady, and the world is different, the strange woman in that world can no longer be called a lady, nor can it be called a delicate or ginger girl, their surnames have been combined into one, no longer distinguished, Hu can be a surname or a name. ”

"Shang Jiazai is used to seeing what Benjun should do as a son of the Yin family, when he doesn't think about how Benjun lives in his dreams, Benjun, as a captive, not only needs to whisper to please Miss Hu, the young master of the Ten Thousand Poison Villa, but also Mrs. Hu, the arrogant hostess, and Mrs. Mu, the sister of the owner of the widowed mother's family, Mrs. Mu......"

Yin Shuiliu suddenly laughed lowly, and covered his lips with his hand, and turned his tail finger into an orchid, not to mention bewitching, with his appearance, this action has a little girl's charm.

Shang Xi was dumbfounded, and even forgot about Yin Shuiliu's vigilance for a while.

He has been with Yin Shuiliu for 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen this kind of Yin Shuiliu, especially Yin Shuiliu's shrill and soft low laughter at this time is no longer hoarse, almost making people wonder if the person in front of him is still the dirty demon king of the past.

This gaffe is only for a moment.

Yin Shuiliu's orchid fingers turned into clenched fists, almost sinking his fingertips into the flesh, and his voice returned to hoarseness, more annoyed than the previous unhurriedness.

"Suddenly, there is no interest in the monk Jiazai to talk more, Shang Jiazai only needs to know a little, in those dream kingdoms, although Benjun can't get anything back, he can remember many things. And in the Ten Thousand Poison Villa, Ben Jun remembered a mixed poison formula, because this mixed poison formula, this world has materials that can be made, so Ben Jun is particularly impressed, and after waking up from a dream, he has tested people, although the effect on the human body in our world is reduced, but it still has a miraculous effect. ”

Shang Xi changed color in vain.

Shang Yin's most poisonous thing is dove poison, take the dove feather a little sticky wine, into the human belly can take people's lives, but the vein of the dove poison can be distinguished, mostly used for the death of the king's ministers.

He didn't know if Yin Shuiliu's dream was true or false, but in this sentence, he saw Yin Shuiliu's purpose.

"What an interesting thing the king said. ”

With many years of authority, Shang Xi has no shortage of resources to nourish the human body and promote martial arts cultivation, which is one of the Qingyun Roads of the people of Taiyin Temple, and many people ask for it but can't get it.

The Heavenly Vein Cultivation of the First True Gate Realm was cultivated in order to make Shang Xi full of control in front of the current Yin Shuiliu, but after Yin Shuiliu finished telling this story, he was a little lucky, and his face suddenly turned pale, and the internal breath accumulated in the dantian did not have the ability to pass the pulse at all, and it was just this momentary luck, the dantian almost exploded, and the pain made him spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"Is that the blood incense?" Shang Xi exclaimed.

"Nope. ”

Yin Shuiliu looked at Shang Xiru as expected, and knew that his first step in escaping death had been successful, and said softly for him: "That blood fragrance is not only not poisonous, drink all its blood, but it is a great tonic, but for the human body in our world, the effect is far less than that of polished rice and the like, it is really a chicken rib, so that Shang Jiazai does not have the slightest intention of being wary of this thing." ”

"How is that possible!"

What Yin Shuiliu pointed to was the remnants of the incense on several cases.

This thing comes from the southern country of Michu, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of martial arts, compared with the price of polished rice, Michu incense is much more expensive in the trade market.

"This thing is naturally not poisonous, otherwise how could the people of Michu enter the market with this thing. Benjun monk Jiazai said that this is a mixed poison formula, and the incense of Mi Chu and the fragrance of human blood that only Benjun will configure in this world, add two by two, and it becomes a very poisonous thing. For ordinary people, it only takes a breath of time to see the poisonous effect, but for those who cultivate like Shang Jiazai, they need a hundred breaths to go deep into the dantian, and Benjun deliberately chatted with Shang Jiazai for so long......"

"No wonder you don't have much incense left, but you burn incense every day to share with me these days, I only think you are giving up on yourself, it turns out that you are harboring such evil intentions. ”

Shang Xi hated and hated, not only interrupting Yin Shuiliu's speech, but also calling each other you and me, obviously in a big mess, and there was no longer the previous attitude to speak of.

Yin Shuiliu smiled and admired Shang Xi's anger, took out a pill from his arms and said, "Shang Jiazai, this is the antidote, you don't want to die, and Benjun doesn't want to, so why don't we talk about the deal of living together?"

Shang Xi wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, stared at the antidote on Yin Shuiliu's palm, and suddenly chattered and laughed: "The old minister should not underestimate the king, but since he acted according to the plan, he has never taken the king into account, so he is now controlled by the king's backhand, but the old hand also has a backhand arrangement, the life-saving things in the hands of the king, the old minister calls someone to take it, so he doesn't bother the king to do it himself." ”

With a smirk, he whispered to the outside of the tent, "Dumb slave, come in." ”