Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 912 A Bloody Sock

Ten thousand years ago, the reason why Xuan Qingling and Nian Xinhun were able to seriously injure Yu Jingkong was because he was seriously injured in the first place, and he didn't bring the prehistoric ten beasts with him.

If the prehistoric ten beasts were around, they wouldn't have any chance at all.

What's more, now that Yu Jingkong has not only recovered the divine power of the four wings, but also brought the seven wild beasts with him, their chances of assassination are even slimmer.

Nian Xinhan had a dark feeling in his heart: He has dispatched such a large lineup just for a family competition. If they really get married, maybe he will gather all ten great beasts to guard the wedding banquet.

If this is the case, it would be impossible to kill Yu Jingkong.

Nian Xinhan was even more curious, how would Aunt Ghost Mother assassinate Yu Jingkong?
Yu Jingkong, who was wearing a purple feather cup, raised his teacup and took a sip in a state of anxiety, not knowing how his baby Ying'er was doing?

Obviously only a moment later, he felt like a moment of Sanqiu.

It seems that they have been stuck too tightly recently, and he is not used to being separated for a while.

He is still more used to sticking with her, even if sometimes they have nothing to say to each other, they still feel very satisfied in their hearts.

The more Yu Jingkong missed, the more upset he became.

Neither standing nor sitting, holding the safety sachet given to her by the little girl in her hand, she couldn't put it down and made all kinds of cute animal shapes.

From time to time, he took a deep breath with the tip of his nose, and the faint scent of roses was refreshing.

At this moment, a young chess player in white hurriedly ran towards him, and just as he was about to reach him, Shui Qingzhi immediately blocked the young chess player in white: "What's the matter?"

Young Master Chess in Bai hurriedly brought a black kit in his hand to Shui Qingzhi and said: "Just now someone sent a kit from the pier and said it was urgent, so it must be handed over to Young Master Yu!"

Shui Qingzhi took the black kit and asked coldly, "Where is that person?"

"After delivering the kit, I left, saying that there was something urgent to leave. The disciples were worried about the emergency, so they didn't stop me, and rushed to bring the kit!" Bai Yiqi Shao panted.

"Then you go down!" Shui Qingzhi said indifferently, turned around and handed the black brocade bag to Yu Jingkong respectfully.

Yu Jingkong took the black brocade bag expressionlessly, stretched out his slender fingers to open it.

I fished it out casually, and took out a withered branch of wisteria, with traces of aura still remaining on the branch.

"It's wisteria fairy grass!" Shui Qingzhi said in surprise, "No wonder I haven't seen her for so long!"

Yu Jingkong was holding the wisteria fairy grass, he hadn't seen the wisteria fairy grass for a while, and always thought she was brought back to Cangyuanzong by Gong Xuanzi.

Unexpectedly, something happened!

Yu Jingkong reached out and took out a note and a bloody sock from the black brocade bag.

The familiar scent of a little woman came from the socks, and Yu Jingkong's complexion turned pale immediately.

With a little luck, the mirror image of the little woman's accident appeared clearly before his eyes.

It was a thunderstorm night.

In the ruined City God's Temple, the helpless pleading of the little woman and the shrill sound of the clothes being torn are intertwined into a mournful lament.

Yu Jingkong was shocked all of a sudden, and retracted his hand like an electric shock.

The terrified eyes surprised the seven wild beasts. They had never seen their master so frightened. They asked in unison, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Jingkong lowered his absent-minded narrow eyes, staring at the bloody sock, his eyes became cruel and bloodthirsty, and the distant sky began to roll with thunder.

With trembling fingertips, he picked up the socks, carefully folded them and put them in his arms, and opened the note with demonic air on it, which read:

Predicting the mystery of Gong Qingying's obsession with poison, it was time to go to the Town God's Temple in the western suburbs of Hongcheng, Shu Kingdom.

(End of this chapter)