Poison of the Human Panacea

"What did you say?" Bai Yan woke up from shock and wiped off the blood on his face with a sleeve. "Who killed you like this! Is this ... Is this a spell?"

Li Wuju shook his head: "Master, you have to ask, hurry up ..."

Bai Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Where to go? People who dare to move this seat ... this seat will certainly not let this person go easily! Who are you, in the end?"

Her lips were shaking, her voice was hoarsely inhuman, and her mouth bleed: "No, no, no! Brother, listen to my brother's advice, leave as far away as possible."

"I see ... you can't tell the name of the person who cursed." Bai Ao came to his senses, held the person to the side of the bed, sealed his forehead point with one finger, and passed out.

He took some tea to clean the blood on his face, and he looked at the catfish on the couch again, and saw that her complexion was already bloody, the breath was stable, and his heart was slightly loose. Then he changed his body. Clean your clothes, go to the hallway outside the door, and look for the person who has a poisonous hand on the barrier.

It was late at night at this time, the building was dim and dim, it was really quiet like a deserted Buddhist temple. Some people are already asleep, and they are preparing for the martial arts conference that will start tomorrow. Others are still awake, but they are either practicing in private or observing others in the dark, so they can plan ahead.

Bai Yan looked around, but felt dizzy for a while, his body was crooked, and he hurriedly supported the railing before he went downstairs. He didn't have a full sword injury. He spent half a night treating the mullet, and even more injuries. This would be exhausted and exhausted.

He rubbed his temples to fortify himself.

He can see that the curse spell is a kind of forbidden curse. He had secretly read a volume of "Evil Curse and Poison Scripture" in the Tibetan scripture hall, and there is a record of this kind of curse. The art is different from martial arts, but it is transmitted from farther west. The scriptures are obscure and mysterious. They are also taboo in the floating religion. Due to the fragmentation of the scriptures, there are few people who know how to use them Little, even when Wu Yanfu was still there, he had never seen him use a spell. Who will it be?

Have you also seen the insiders of the Book of Poison, or other outsiders who can also curse?

Where did you go without a barrier? Why keep him away?

Is it a pretty powerful character? Could it be Fulu?

Full of suspicious clouds, Bai Yan walked slowly along the fence, and suddenly heard the sound of "creak" pushing the door, coming from below. He looked around, and saw a shadow stripped from the darkness.

Seeing what the man looked like, Bai Ai's heart was suspicious, and the cloud of doubt disappeared, giving birth to a sense of murder.

Seeing that the person blew out the candle light in his hand, drifted down the stairs like a ghost, Bai Ji followed silently, followed him all the way out of the gate of the Longmen Tower, turned over a layer of walls, and wore After passing through a dense forest, I came to a deserted temple.

Peering into the small temple in the temple with a peep in the shadows, Bai Yan summoned Yue Yue to clenched her hands and sneered. The dark night of the moon kills you high, and since you ran out to find yourself, you have to blame this seat.

Thinking about it, he approached the past step by step while the night was approaching, and when he came to the door, he heard the whispering sound from inside, it seemed that there was more than one person in the temple. The sound was very light at first, gradually becoming a little louder, and turned into a staggered panting sound, and then mixed with ambiguous moaning and moaning.

Bai Yi was surprised, remembering the scene of the two people hugging each other that night, putting his footsteps against the wall and sneaking to the door, turning his head and looking inward, the narrow and cramped temple was so dark that he could not see his fingers, but only broke from the top. A ray of moonlight leaked between the tiles, faintly reflecting the shadows of the people underneath, and I saw Si You as a magical python in the dark, slowly strangling the prey in the trap.

...

Although Bai Yan couldn't see who the other person was, he could tell that he wasn't a natural person.

However, such a scene was performed in the forbidden area of ​​the Buddhist house, but it was fragrant and strange, and the temptation was unspeakable. Even if Bai Ye had only glanced for a short while, he could not help but feel a little bit dry, quickly set his mind, avoided his sight, and knew that the company was quiet. In the "Soul of the Heavens" style, the two people are cultivating six desires, absorbing internal forces, and wanting to come, in order to win the ranking at the martial arts conference. Hmm, it's a good idea, how can he make it happen!

As soon as this thought came out, Bai Yan immediately built up his internal force, went into the room, and went straight to Si Youch!

Si You responded very quickly, shoved to one side, pulled up the robe with one hand, and stretched out the sleeve with the other hand, throwing the white shovel aside, the blade passed over the man who was lying on the ground, and he was on the chest when he stunned. A deep **** opening was made in the abdomen, which made the man scream, but it was a violent scene.

Bai Yan's heart was not good, he glanced at the man, only a few familiar faces, but also no time to distract, and closely followed Si You out of the temple door, intercepting people in the courtyard. At this time, Bai Yan was furious, and his skills were far from half a month ago. The two did not make ten moves, and they beat Si You into a stream of flowers, hitting his throat with a stab, and knocked him to the ground with another foot, stepping on his chest. Bend down, slap in the face for more than a dozen fans, the person was bleeding from the cheeks, a few teeth also fell out, only for breathing.

After the fight was not enough, he picked up a tooth bullet into the man's mouth, tightened his chin, and forced him to swallow: "You insulted this seat that day, you should think of today."

The man gritted his teeth and stared viciously at him, but an unexplained smile appeared on his face: "Little devil ... You can rest assured that you will not make Ben Mo better, and Ben Mo will not make you better."

Bai Ye will step a little more on the foot that stepped on his chest, and only squeaked his breastbone, staring at the beautiful twisted face, he asked, word by word, "It's your curse on accessibility. No? If you tell me how to solve the curse now, I can still save you a life. "

"Ha, do you think it is the demon?"

Bai Yi stepped hard and sneered: "Isn't it, who else can you have?"

"Naturally, Li Wuban is the same as the guardian of this demon, and his martial arts are comparable. He is still a little better, and when he is under the spell, he needs to take advantage of the confusion of the mind. Next, I wiped off a trace of blood from the corners of my lips. "Although this demon does not know how to spell, but you know how to solve it ... you must be really worried about him, either you will deal with him, transfer the spell to yourself, or kill The man who casts the curse. The demon is not the person who casts the curse. Even if you kill the demon, it will not help. "

"Fart! Are you the man who casts the curse, this seat will kill you. You deny it, and this seat is not convinced. It is better to kill you first and try it!" At his head, Si You widened his eyes at this time, exclaiming behind him, "Yan Fu!"

Bai Yan was horrified, turned his head and looked at it, and the blade was slowed down. Suddenly, Si You patted the ground and slid backwards. Bai Kui's eyes quickly gripped his belt, but Si You spun up and raised. One side of his arm rushed towards his blade, and Bai Zhi naturally couldn't help but waved a knife!

A cold light flashed, and a scream screamed through the night, and half of the forearm flew out with the sleeves. The man's broken arm suddenly burst into a big **** flower, only splashed with white scum on his face, and wiped off With the effort of his face, the man with the broken arm crossed the wall in front of him and fled towards the Dragon Gate Tower.

It's not good to know that you have entered the Longmen Tower. Bai Zhe would not give up, and the knife was catching up. Seeing in front of the dragon head, he would split the life door behind Zhong Siyou, and the figure in front of him shook, and a sharp weapon stabbed in front of him!

Bai Yan took a three-step retreat, and it turned out that he was not someone else, but it was a natural cricket. At this time, he was wearing a mirror-like mask, and his weapon was a broken sundial that remained in the ruins under the quicksand some time ago. The dragon scale sawtooth of the hook knife in his hand and the feathery backstab on the trowel stuck to each other.