Poison of the Human Panacea

"Teacher, how to deal with this traitor?" Li Wuchun whispered.

Bai Yan opened his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes were dark and faint: "Speaking of this, this seat has not yet met the current Lord of the West, the brother of this seat. I heard that he likes to paint on human skin best. This year's A tribute, naturally, is still a beautiful human hide-- "

Having said that, I can't understand it.

Li Wuchu instructed the two Rakshasa: "Pull it down and scratch his skin, don't put it on your head."

But listening to Bai Yan whispered softly: "Slow, why do you need to pull it down? Here is the steak, just as a sacrifice for Da Hei Tian."

Several Rakshasa carried the half-dead to the altar in the center of the hall, separated their limbs, and set up stone pillars. As soon as the cymbal slammed, the priestess dressed as an auspicious goddess stepped on the altar. With five fingertips and a nail as a blade, she drew a line on the back of the sacrifice, and peeled the flesh from the spine. One place, her movements are extremely smooth and beautiful, like stepping up and dancing. When the drums stopped, a human skin was completely removed. Look at the blood-gourd-like person, already motionless and out of breath.

Bai Yan watched the whole journey with his chin supported, without blinking. The human skin was presented to the front, before whistling, summoning the vultures who had smelled the blood early and hovering above the altar came down to eat the carcasses.

The palace was silent for a while, but the white sigh was secretly relieved.

In fact, he didn't like watching the **** scenes. Sitting in the position of the leader, he was very worried. But the more afraid, the more fierce, he had to kill a hundred dollars, so that everyone dare not look down on him.

"This yaksha is really unknowing. The leader must not be angry." Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

The master of the voice was a man in Tsing Yi. His eyelids were bleeding, and at first glance he knew that the killing was very serious. He had a poisonous silver python wrapped around his hands, but his smile was like a spring breeze. The romantic atmosphere is exactly the same as Ji Du, who is called "Asura" among the masters of the Seven Altars.

"The" Ming Concubine "is not something you can't meet, but your subordinates are willing to help the leader."

Bai Yan's eyes flickered: "How do you say this?"

"I probably do n’t know the leader. I have taught past leaders how to find the" Ming Concubine. "In fact, it depends on astrology."

"Astrology?" Bai Ai muttered to himself.

His fate entered the narrow alley due to astrology.

At the age of nine, Wu Yanfu, a master of the Western Night Kingdom, laid down an astrological array, bewildering and believing that he was a descendant of the deceased country demon Ji, a male and female, with a cheekbones. As soon as the age of the weak crown matures, the cheekbones mature, and they will have kinky-sexual hair and unsatisfactory desires. As his deceased mother-in-law, it will cause disaster to the palace, and should not be crown prince.

His father and king did not spoil him much because of his mother-in-law's relationship.

Soon, he was sent to the temple dedicated to the famous and fierce **** "Drinking Blood King Kong" to spend the night under the name Dudu. But who ever lived in that fierce temple?

It was nothing more than sending him to death, because he was a prince, so it was hard to say to the outside world.

That night was like a nightmare.

When he shivered as he curled up under the shrine, Wu Yanfu opened the door again.

At that time, he was ignorant, just like a bird with a broken foot, and he could only put it into his arms and ask him for help.

Wu Yanfu went to ask his father, and accepted him as an apprentice. His father naturally agreed.

Since then, he is no longer a prince, but a lotus flower raised in the hands of Wu Yanfu.

The reason why Wu Yanfu is so, it is clear who is sitting on the throne today.

Loulan and Xi Ye's marriage was facilitated by him.

As for him, Bai Yan is just a trophy that Wu Yanfu got by the way.

But it was this booty that claimed the life of the man whose hands covered the sky.

Astrology asks God, how credible? Hasn't he reversed his life?

Seeing Bai Yan laughing, his eyes were unpredictable, smiling and resentful. Ji Du could not help but hesitated: "How about letting his subordinates set up an astrological array for the leader and look for the whereabouts of" Ming Fei "?

Bai Yan said for a moment: "Okay, let me see your skills."

"Subordinates are flattered." Ji Du approached cautiously, lest the fickle beauty suddenly shot and hurt. But he has always been bold, knowing that he must have the courage to enter the tiger's lair before he can win Bai Ye's favor.

He stared at the exquisite face like a jade sculpture of the man in his seat, and lowered his voice. "Then, ask me to go to the horoscope during the night. "Fei" has fallen, and there is an important secret for the subordinates to inform the leader. "

His temperament was romantic, his words were a little ambiguous, and he immediately converged--

Naturally, looking at Bai's face, he could not forget Bai's former identity.

The son-in-law of the peerless demon concubine and the natural pet of the cheekbones, even if they become the leader of the supremacy, it will inevitably make people think. But he is not stupid, and will never touch the inverse scales of Bai Yan.

-To touch a beast with a beautiful fur, of course, you must touch it.

Bai Ye examined him for a moment with interest, and slowly raised his mouth.

This man was ambiguous, but he was very careful in his attitude, not insignificant, and humble, so that he was not angry at all. If it wasn't a little bit patient, I wouldn't have rushed him.

"You go to the astrologer and prepare."

Ji Du had a happy heart and nodded. When he got up, there was a chill on the side of his neck.

It was as if someone was watching him with bad intentions.

Ji Du looked sideways, only to see that one of the four guardians stood near Wu Bare, but he didn't look at him, but focused on caressing the beast in his arms, but there was a cowering figure in the corner behind him Caught his attention. The man's white hair was scattered, his hands and feet were scrapped, and he was paralyzed on the ground without bones. He was clearly a disabled medicine man, but his body was covered with ghosts.

This ghostly person cannot see, but Ji Du's natural yin and yang eyes can be seen.

That man is with grudges.

In fact, Wu Yanfu stared at him for nothing else, but he was very unhappy.

Although he was anxious to peel and peel the white cricket, but the white cricket is his thing, he has always been intolerant of others' jealousy. Especially this "other" is the big disciple he cultivated in one hand.

Since discovering that this big disciple is deep-minded, wild and difficult to tame, and has had private dealings with their enemies Yueyin Palace, Wu Yanfu moved his mind to remove him, and planted a curse on him.

Unfortunately, there was no time to start. But now it's a good thing.

His big disciple is the first **** he can use.

Ji Du was looked at as a goosebump, so that when he left the mandala, he was still worried.

Except Wu Yanfu, he had never been afraid of anyone, this disabled medicine man actually made him creepy.

What exactly is that medicine man?