The Immortal’s Poison

Chapter 40 Jiao Thorn

The delivery confessed: "That sword has to wait, it's too big, Gu Xiaojun is trying to figure it out!" He went down the mountain without talking back, and Wen Leyang wanted to send them, but he didn't have time ...

As soon as the rubber bag was opened, the air in Wenjia Village suddenly changed. It was not cold or hot, not clear or turbid, but a feeling of confusion and restlessness, which suddenly filled everyone's mind. Qin Zhuo's sword was also in chaos. With the creation of his sword, the world was no longer able to form its own circle in the breath spread by Tong Jiao's body.

Tao Jiao died almost 20 days, but the body showed no signs of decay, and there was no blood oozing out of the broken mouth and neck. As in the beginning, the blood in the thick blood vessels on the wound resembled jelly, coagulating clearly.

The four old masters also have their own victories in poisoning. The second master is the most proficient in poison refining. After seeing the corpse of Tong Jiao, the gloom and brutality of the original decades have become a silly joy. The frustration of the palm of the hand, the eyes are all greedy, and screamed suddenly, jumped between the corpse and the other old men, reached out and pushed them out begging: "No one is allowed to grab with me, all Mine is mine! "

The second old man's words just fell, and suddenly another cry came from outside the village. An old man, about the same age as the four old ladies, stumbled into the village. The whole person was almost lying on the body of Tong Jiao, dreaming Repeatedly nagging: "It's all mine, it's mine!"

Following the old man who just rushed in, he followed a burly old man with a grinning smile, Ji Fei returned.

Ji Fei entered the village and was immediately startled. His hands were turned over, and his left hand was a magical symbol, and his right hand was a flying sword. But soon the expression on his face changed from vigilance to wonder: Wen Leyang was fighting with the enemy very quickly, but the others ignored it, all surrounded the body of Dong Jiao in a daze.

The monk of the water mirror greeted briskly, and whispered the story to Ji Fei. The old eyes became brighter and brighter. After listening to it, he slammed his thighs and yelled at the war group: "Wen ... Who killed the 19-year-old man! "

Qin Zhuohu roared, and Tang Dao danced more fiercely, but the momentum was becoming more and more scattered. He just realized the Tibetan potential, and after a night of fighting, Zhenyuan consumed a lot. Now the body of Tong Jiao is exposed in the village. Although it is non-toxic and tasteless, the chaotic poison power accumulated during his lifetime has been completely diffused in the air. The hiding potential of Qin Cong should be broken first and then stand. The appearance of Cheng Jiao seems to Qin Cong There was a large mountain, which was firmly pressed against his "Tibetan power", and it took almost every effort to cut a knife. It didn't take long for the energy to be exhausted.

Qin Zhuo finally lay on the ground after chopping off the last knife, Wen Leyang smiled embarrassedly, and went to the old rabbit demon to ask for a monk to fix his strength and restore his strength. After giving the elixir to Qin Zhuo, he smiled and said, "Dong Jiao's body disturbs you, and we both have no difference!"

Qin Chong nodded: "It's what you said, regardless of the outcome!"

Wen Leyang laughed, "Yes, we will fight again when you have recovered your strength?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhuo shook his head vigorously: "I won't fight you, I will fight her directly when the nineteen injuries are done!" He really became smart now, and he wanted to understand the key points in one night.

Ji Fei greeted him with a smile. He had just talked about the process of the matter just now. His mouth was filled with joy, and the truth between the eyebrows was really happy. Then he continued: "There are only three people in charge in the painting city. The city owner Leyang Shoujin and his two sons, the old man and the younger son are dead. Leyang Wen has not returned home during this time. There are only ordinary disciples. I left a message. Please ask him to come back contact."

Wen Leyang suddenly remembered something at this time, and turned back to Qin Zhuo, who melted the power of Zheng Yun Gong, saying: "When you rest, I will ask you something."

Qin Cong nodded: "Cheng ... what do you have for breakfast?"

"When I came back from Beijing, I was thinking about the corpse of Jiao Jiao, so I went to Panshan, Tianjin." Ji Fei pointed out his finger and pointed to the old man who was lying on the ground and rubbing the snake skin with his hands. Grandpa Gongye has invited you. Although our ability to do repairs is slightly inferior to the five blessings, but when it comes to refining tools and swords, it is none other than the Gongye family! "

br /> Wen Leyang realized that Ji Fei went to Beijing from Shanghai, and then why Sichuan was delayed for nearly 20 days. He went to invite people, and Cheng Jiao was a treasure. He needed a master of refining to help.

The old rabbit demon was not happy and also came to laugh and help: "Ji Fei this errand is doing well! The secret craftsmanship of the public smelter, although only a few hundred years of inheritance, but it is not an overstatement. . Our masters of Wufu's righteous ways, even if they find good materials, they will also ask him to help out. But ... their family can get paid ... "

Ji Fei laughed incomparably: "Remuneration? When the old man of Gong Ye heard that it was Cheng Jiao, I was afraid that we wouldn't find him to come to the refiner, but what remuneration would be used!"

The family of Gongye inherited the art of refining, but the good materials in the world were limited. The surname Gongye had good craftsmanship, but they could not be fully displayed. This time I heard that the Wen family got the body of Tong Jiao. Immediately followed Ji Fei, as if a Qinist with a sense of charm had heard that "Lv Qi" was reappearing in the world. In the past, the luthier played non-heavy money and refused to shoot, but before "Lu Qi", he would rather spend his whole family and ask for only one song.

Sure enough, as soon as Ji Fei's words fell, Gong Ye's grandfather jumped to Wen Leyang. The old man, who used to be like a knife, was full of longing and expectation in his eyes: "Give me Jiao ...... I don't want anything , All the treasures made are for you! "

Wen Leyang hadn't spoken yet, the second grandpa ran angrily and ran over: "Here you? The Wen family's things can be used for you to practice? What do you know about poison?"

Grandpa Gongye was furious: "Poison refining? Just grab a five-step snake ..." Before he finished his words, Ji Fei covered his mouth ... Grandpa Gongye's blushing face was full of anger, and he tried to Ji Fei's hands broke free, staring at Wen Leyang and said, "If I pierce you, don't move!"

Wen Leyang froze, not understanding the meaning of Gong Ye.

The old rabbit demon is not happy to push Wen Leyang from the back: "It is just done according to the words of Master Gong Ye, he will not harm you!"

Gongye nodded and didn't justify anything. He strode to the body of Tong Jiao and groped carefully on it with his hand. The second grandfather raised his eyebrows and was about to speak. He was caught by the grandfather with a smile.

Gongye has been touching the snake's tail from the neck of the snake, and for an hour, the eyes suddenly lighted up, as if to find some baby, and he screamed at Master Wen Er: "Look!" Followed, the whole person was like a noodle It seemed to have softened.

Wen Leyang was right behind Gong Ye, and thought he had suddenly caught the strange poison of Jiao Jiao. He just wanted to save people and found that it was not the case. The old man put his body against the Jiao Jiao's side firmly, ten fingers seemed to dance, about 7 feet on the tail of the snake, tapped gently, and every time the finger struck, the nearby scale Rippling like water ripples, Gong Ye knocked faster and faster, and the scales were gradually rushing, and everyone followed, all eyes widened in surprise!

On Tong Jiao's spine, a scale that seemed to be no surprise, was struggling with Gong Ye's finger dance, as if to break away from the shackles of the body, Gong Ye's forehead was covered with sweat, The finger danced more quickly, and finally in the bitter sound of friction, the scales on the spine seemed to be carrying a weight of ten million pounds, and it was very laborious to pull myself away from the body of Tong Jiao!

But the scaly scale did not fall to the ground, and a thin long thorn was connected to the root of the scale. The scales were like a strenuous butterfly. Under the urging of finger dance, they dragged the long thorns desperately, inch by inch, pulling the bone spurs diagonally from the corpse.

The sound of bone spurs rubbing against the corpse, like a sword that had not been born for thousands of years, is slowly de-sheathing.

Finally, the nearly three-foot-long bone spurs were completely pulled out by the scales, and the old man Ye Gong also screamed: "Don't move, Wen Xiaozi!" The body jumped up and grabbed the bone spurs, and everyone was stunned. Next, along the direction of the leg bones from top to bottom, a long thorn was plunged into the left leg of Wen Leyang.

Wen Leyang was reshaped the body of meridian bones, not to mention the sword venomous sting, which can be carried by ordinary magic weapon bombardment, but under this bone spur, whether it is tough skin or strong muscles, it has become tofu The slag, with no room for resistance, was penetrated by bone spurs.

Several old grandpas, uncles, non-speakers and other non-water mirrors of the Wen family roared at the same time, shaking

Shaking the body will be like an old man of Gong Ye.

Only the face of the old rabbit demon still has a smile on his face ~ www.readwn.com ~ Reaching out in front of Gong Ye, he smiled and shouted at the roar: "Slightly please don't be impatient!"

Gang Ye didn't even look at the Wen family, and stared at Wen Leyang firmly, and asked with concern: "How, how ..."

Wen Leyang's expression is very strange, such a long bone spur, almost from his thigh to the ankle, if the three-inch Ding Wen is not tied, it is troublesome. Except for Jiao scales, bone spurs were buried in his left leg, but there was no trace of pain.

The long thorn seemed to come alive. With his breathing, it slowly expanded and contracted. Every time it slightly increased, Wen Leyang could clearly feel that part of the blood flowing in his left leg was sucked away by the bone spur. The bone spurs contracted and returned their own blood.

Faced with the urge of the Gongye old man, Wen Leyang replied with a bitter smile: "No pain, a little bloating ..."

The old man's face was a little slow, but he was still nervous: "Excellent! What else?"

Wen Leyang yelled, I do n’t know what to say now, the tone is all temptation, the left leg stretched out and moved the body: "there is the leg ... ca n’t bend it ..."

The old man of Gong Ye froze for a while before reacting, scolding: "Nonsense, Jiao stings in his leg, of course it can't bend anymore! I'm asking you, is it changing blood with you ...?"

Wen Leyang nodded quickly.

The old man Huo Ran laughed and said with a loud voice: "Boy, you are a great man, you are very big!"