Cheng Yitian told Spruce: "Yicheng Venerable Xiao's moon dream lacks kung fu magic, since the Taihang Purple Gold Sword God, many people know it. However, every year, there is a need for drugs to externalize the secrets of poison, and except for those who have cultivated deeply in the poison sect, there are very few people who know about it. Sang Yue is a master of poison and knows all about this secret. ”

Spruce was puzzled: "Why is it so determined?"

Cheng Yitian smiled, the indifference on his face was like ice and snow, and he unconsciously melted a lot. He touched the spruce's cheek, and his hand was soft and elastic, almost indistinguishable from real skin.

"I knew from the beginning that if you caught Lu Haibo, you caused the crowd of the two lakes to attack him, and if you were not caught, you would not give up, in order to lure me out. Venerable Xiao and Venerable Yin have a deep relationship with me, so I naturally want to tell them to know. Your purpose is so obvious, knowing that I left Yishan and came to Hucheng, of course I will show up, causing them to chase you, but they can't catch up, and then I will come out to find you again. ”

"Sang Yue people are with you, what I think, what you think, he is an old Jianghu, he will not fail to master. What your disguise contains is a poison secretly made by the Sang Yue people, did you know in advance?"

Spruce said, "If I say yes, what will you do? Tie me up and ask the two Venerables for credit?" After all, the Sang Yue people had helped her, and until not long ago, they were disgusted and unaccustomed on the surface, and they still took care of her so much in their bones. Saying "no" in front of Cheng Yitian, she couldn't do it.

Cheng Yitian's face was disappointed, and it really deepened again.

There are many lice and no itching, and there is no worry about debts, and the spruce with a small heart and eyes is Shi Shiran, and he doesn't care.

For the Sangyue people, it is already an open secret, in the face of spruce, what else does Cheng Yitian need to hide?

Cheng Yitian told her generously: "That kind of blue poison, after Venerable Xiao inhales it in his body, it will sharply increase the accumulation of poison in his body. Every year, Venerable Xiao consumes a lot of medicinal materials and time in order to dissolve the extra poison in his body. This day, which was supposed to wait another month or two, is now advanced because of you. ”

Cheng Yitian's meaning, Spruce finally understood.

For the sake of this Sangyue person, she and Liang Zi of Yicheng really got married. However, what she thought of in a flash of light was: "If that's the case, then, why are you still here now?"

Cheng Yitian was stunned, and his cold face turned flushed.

No matter how much the young Gongzi Chengfu cultivates, the Dao is still not deep enough after all. Those many tones, those heart-piercing words, suddenly disappeared in this inadvertently revealed uneased.

Spruce's eyes lit up.

The ugly "face" and smile are clearly piled up.

"You want to see me, huh?"

Cheng Yitian's face became even redder, and his expression was still very stupid.

Well, with his indications, Spruce no longer blames him. People are in the rivers and lakes, and it is no wonder. Who knows who is sincere and who is false? Which are warm interactions, and which are hot plots?

She opened her mind and planned to get up for Cheng Yitian: "I think you should go back, right? Six years ago, I couldn't help myself, and six years later, I came here from Jiangxia to find you, and there was absolutely no sinister scheme. Xiao Sanye is in trouble. ”

"How do you know?"

"The people of Sangyue also left when I went out of the valley. At this moment, all the doubts in Spruce's heart have been solved, "Didn't you just say that Xiao Sanye made his poison accumulation exceed the critical limit in order to poison Yin Thirteen Ye? If I were a Sangyue person, what would I do next?"

Cheng Yitian's face turned pale: "My third brother Xiao will never be so careless." ”

"Sang Yue people also know that Xiao Sanye is not a careless person. ”

Cheng Yitian's big heart retracted. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Spruce had a point. To leave, run a few steps, look back and look behind.

Spruce said, "If there is fate, we will meet again." ”

Cheng Yitian can't deny the reluctance that is surging rapidly in his heart, but since he met Xiao Sanlang, Xiao Sanlang, Yin Shisan and others have cared for and loved him as much as their father-in-law.

Xiao Saburo can't have an accident!

In Hanshan Town, the Cangyan boy and the Sangyue people had already walked to the door of the house.

Yin 13 didn't have so many scruples, and floated down from the gatehouse. Sang Yue didn't look at the back, and only said to the cangyan boy: "I'll leave it to you!"

The cangyan boy pulled out a medicine hoe, opened his teeth and claws, and attacked Yin Shisan.

Yin Shisan didn't want to think about it, after the steel claw popped out, the middle palace went straight in, opened the river left and right, three moves, and both sides of the cangyan boy's neck were grooved. The blood flowed like a river, and the old boy hung up like this.

Yin 13 rushed towards the Sang Yue people, but before the person walked up the steps, his hands suddenly became hot, and then his arms became numb, his breathing became heavier, and the person desperately supported him, and finally stumbled and fell under the steps.

"Sangyue people!" he cried through gritted teeth.

Sang Yueren, who had already opened the door, turned around and smiled, without further ado, he turned around and walked straight to the house first.

Xiao Sanlang's forced poison is at a critical moment. His ears were full of the sound of "boom boom" when the internal breath flowed, and he didn't hear the sound outside.

The Sang Yue people might come, he had already expected this.

However, he didn't calculate it by a thousand calculations, and the cangyan boy had already changed all the "insect corpse candles" he put in the yard.

The corners of the courtyard are indeed lit with candles at the moment. However, these candles were ordinary white candles, and the addicts were all thrown into a three-foot-deep pit of dirt.

When the Sang Yue people walked in, their faces were as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

The water in the barrel was bubbling as if it was boiling, and the color was getting darker and darker. Sang Yueren quietly watched Xiao Saburo in the barrel, and gradually saw that Xiao Saburo's face was distorted, more and more distorted......

With a painful snort, Xiao Sanlang's eyes opened slightly.

After opening his eyes, he saw a patch of white in a trance. Looking at it again, he was as calm as Xiao Sanlang, and he couldn't help but feel a huge shock in his heart.

White clothes, white face, red lips - this is clearly the most favorite dress of the surname Sang in Qihua Valley.

Sang Xingzi has died a long time ago, and now that he can stand here, there is no doubt that it should be his son Sang Yueren.

The poison in the ugly girl's cheek was really intentional by him. Not only that, but he also buried the aftermath.

Xiao Saburo has to rely on drugs every year to detoxify, and when he turns toxin every year, the accumulated poison will always cause severe pain in his body. In order not to make himself too painful, he has to go to the perennial shade of Phoenix Mountain in Yunnan every year to find a herb pronounced "Mi Mierduo" in the Miao language. Putting this herb in the potion can relieve pain.

And now, the Sang Yue people in white clothes, white faces, and red lips grabbed the "Mimirdo" stacked in a clean bamboo basket next to the wooden barrel, and continued to add them to the "Gugu" churning potion one after another. Although there was no pain, Xiao Sanlang's whole body began to numb.

The tongue could still move, Xiao Sanlang tried hard: "It's the big leaf drunk golden flower, the cangyan boy - it's your person!"

Sang Yue Ren "quack" smiled: "That's right, you can think of the key so quickly, the poisonous venerable Xiao Saburo really lives up to his reputation." ”

Outside the door, Yin 13 slowly crawled in.

Knowing that the boy with a clear face was actually a person from Sangyue, Yin Shisan prevented that guy from poisoning himself. He shot so fast, in order to make the cangyan boy have no chance to make a move, but in the end he still got on the road. Thinking about it, the left and right are just stained with the blood of that old boy, but they are so powerful. Strange Flower Valley is really vicious, and it deserves its name.

Breathing was hard, crawling, and shaking my arms with every stretch out. The pain was unbearable, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept pouring out like soybeans, dripping on the ground, round and large.

Xiao Saburo was nervous.

He didn't want Sang Yue to turn his head to find the back at this time.

He worked hard to activate his mouth, speaking as much as he could with his tongue, which had begun to numb.

"It was planned a few years ago, didn't it?"

"Hmm. He was insensitive to stay in the barrel, and the Sang Yue people looked at him like a turtle in an urn, "Knowing that killing my father and the enemy will realize my dreams, of course I have to make a plan early." ”

"However, he looks like he is in his sixties, how can he ...... Listen to you?"

The last half of the sentence was blurred, because Xiao Saburo's tongue began to fail.

After the body is paralyzed, it is unable to exercise, and the true power does not flow, and the poison that is not concentrated in the cultivation moon dream cannot be pulled by the internal force, but is driven by the extra poison, and it is continuously turned into the potion. The potion in the barrel grew darker and darker, shiny black, and thick black. The thickening black water is not less than the most powerful poison in the world, Xiao Saburo is soaked in it, what will be the end?

The initiator, Sang Yueren, stood in front of him, and he laughed when he thought about it.

The dignified poison venerable has now become a fish on the table. It was only the new Strange Flower Valley Lord Sang Yue who was under the reputation of his late father, and he had done what many of his fellow Daoists had not done. This is not only revenge, but also glory!

"Dad, are you in the Spirit of Heaven, do you feel it?" Sang Yue kept shouting in his heart before answering Xiao Sanlang's question.

Before killing a person, it is a pleasure to appreciate the person's struggle before dying.

Therefore, Sang Yue people might as well answer Xiao Sanlang's words, "You are a must-have in the poison gate, but you don't know that there will be many strange diseases in this world." There is a disease called senile disease. You recruited the boy and thought he was an old man, but he was only nine years old at the time. "Squatting in front of Xiao Sanlang," you only saw his wrinkled face, and you didn't see that his eyes were actually the same as ordinary young people" thought about it, and said with a realization, "Oh", "You took refuge in Yicheng and enjoyed respectful treatment, little boy, how do you have time to see him." He smiled coldly, "It's such an inconspicuous person, who can plot against you." ”

"That big leaf drunk goldenrod ......"

"I refer to many herb atlases and plant them specially. The water used to cultivate the flower seedlings is mixed with a sufficient amount of 'Five Poisonous Toad Crisp'. Sang Yue said, stood up, grabbed a handful of large-leaf drunken goldenrod pretending to be "Mimirdo" from the side, and threw it into the bucket. While throwing it, his eyes were so excited that his eyes were protruding, and his expression was hideous: "How is it, doesn't it taste very good? You are going to die in the hands of Sang Xingzi's son today, do you feel the taste of karma cycle retribution?" and let go of his voice and laughed, laughing and laughing, and pulled out a dagger from his waist.