3 Poisoning

"Floating Life..." Xiaowei ran to the side of Lord Fusheng in a few steps. He gave her a reassuring smile. Xiaowei's hanging heart was finally relieved. Suddenly, she felt that her body was very heavy and almost fainted. Lord Fusheng quickly reached out and hugged her and asked with concern, "Xiao Wei, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know. I feel that my arm is numb and unconscious." Fu Sheng quickly opened Xiaowei's sleeves and looked at it. His white and jade-like arm was red and swollen at this time, and his wrist was even a little black. There was uneasiness and worry in his eyes.

Yan Jun still knelt on the ground and dared not get up without the permission of Lord Fusheng. He looked up and saw Xiao Wei's injury and said, "The girl was poisoned by the manzhu flower demon."

Fu Sheng said nervously, "Get up and tell me what's going on?"

"Okay, did the girl touch Manzhuhua?" Xiaowei nodded. At this time, a trace of sweat appeared on Xiaowei's forehead, and her face was a little whiter than before, which made people feel pity.

"The flower branch has thorns, and then it is partially numb, and then the whole body. If the toxins spread all over the body, the person will bleed and die from bleeding all over his pores.

Fu Sheng's hand holding Xiao Wei was tighter, which showed that he was more nervous. Is there an antidote?"

"Yes."

"Come quickly."

"But not now."

"Why?" The adult has the heart to kill people. Does this man ask him a question?

"Manzhu flower poison should be solved with Warsaw leaves."

"When is Ye Xiaowei likely to wait?" The floating adult looked at him an angry. The next second, he wanted to tear down the place and burned all the damn flowers so that they would harm others again.

Yan Jun saw Fu Sheng's face. After seeing the power of the adult, he was so scared that he quickly hugged his fist: "It's the little god's fault. The little god has a way to restrain the girl's poison first.

"Then why don't you save it?"

"Okay, it's just..."

"Just what?" The adult is really angry this time. Why did he meet such a talker?

"It's just that this treatment is with the blood of a little god. If adults don't mind..."

"Well, it's important to save people." Fu Sheng interrupted him in anger. This man was really wordy. If it hadn't been for the critical moment, he would have to beat him again.

"Well, good adult, this is not a place for treatment. Please come with me." Yan Jun guided them to the Yan Luodian cabinet, and then asked the kid to carry the soul of the ice snake back to settle down.

The cabinet courtyard is not as magnificent as the front hall, but it also has its unique elegance. It is so simple that it brings some fresh vitality to this deserted world. They came to the main room and opened the main hall, which was a small rockery. The mountain slowly flowed, rising from the pool of fragrance. This mountain and water is a little like a reduced version of the landscape. Going in is the bed. The ancient ten-thousand-year-old sandalwood hangs colorful silk on all sides. It seems that this gorgeous must be Yan Jun's own bedroom.

Now the weak Xiaowei is on the warm pillow of the fragrant bed, which adds an illusory beauty. Yan Jun didn't talk much nonsense. His fingertips condensed spiritual power and gently cut his arm. A bright red blood mouth appeared. The blood flowed along his wrist to the tip of his hand and gently opened his red lips, and a blood dripped into Xiaowei's mouth. It turned out that the black and purple lips gradually returned to their true colors, and their faces were not as pale as before. A drop of blood has such a miraculous floating heart a little relieved.

In a two- or three-part appearance, Yan Jun took back his blood and sealed the wound with spiritual power. Xiao Wei's face turned red, and it seemed to be fine.

"Well, for the time being, the girl's poison has eased the little god's blood. As long as the girl's poison grows out of the Warsaw leaves, it can be completely solved."

"When will the Warsaw leaves open?"

"Warssian leaves, open for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years."

"What? How many years are there left now?"

"A hundred years." Yan Jun's face is also very ugly.

"Isn't it that Xiaowei has been poisoned all the time in this century, and his life is in danger at any time?"

"There is a little god who can keep the girl safe."

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be a trap. The person who designed the trap watched you walk in step by step, but you have no way out. From the beginning, the ice snake was caught and they became other people's pieces.

"I hope you don't play tricks." The floating face is calm. He admits it, but he can't admit it. If it's poisoned, even if it's himself, he can't be so controlled by others. He has his pride, but everyone has a reverse scale and it's just his.

"Little god doesn't dare." Yan Jun said respectfully.

"Report!" At this time, there was a little ghost outside the door.

"Tay!" Yan Jun said majestically and did not have the respect in front of Fu Sheng.

"Wang, the soul of the ice snake was a little unstable just now. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

"Ter up!" Yan Jun shouted fiercely.

"I'm afraid I can't stand it." Fusheng heard that he flew out and grabbed the little ghost kneeling outside the door:

"How about the ice snake?"

"Big... adult ice snake." The kid just escaped from the battlefield and saw the power of the floating adult. At this time, he was so scared by the adults that he almost lost his soul.

"Waste!" At this time, Yan Jun arranged a servant to take care of Xiaowei and followed him. Seeing that the kid was scared, he lost his face and cursed.

"Your excellency, come with me." Yan Jun walked towards the ice snake.

There is a thin black hairline on the soul of the ice snake, and his soul seems to be sucked away by the hairline little by little. There is only a trace of obsession to maintain. Lord Fusheng quickly possessed and held the hand of the ice snake to cross his spiritual power.

"Your Excellency, by all."

"Why?"

"Your Excellency, your spiritual power is divine power, and your divine power is pure yang and righteous qi. In this way, you will speed up the life of the ice snake." After hearing this, Lord Fusheng put his hand back. Fortunately, he didn't do it so quickly just now.

"Don't worry, my lord. The little god's soul fixed pearl can protect the ice snake for an hour. As long as the adult can bring the soul back to the body in time, the ice snake will be safe and sound." After saying that, Yan Jun put the black beads into his mouth.

Adult Fusheng is a little hesitant. Xiaowei hasn't woken up yet. If he goes back with the soul of the ice snake now, will he let Xiaoyi stay here? He can rest assured that he can entrust his beloved to others, and this person still has such a deep city. If this game is planned by Yan Jun, this person is too terrible. Whether it is an enemy or a friend, a sinister person should not let him live. But you can't kill him. If he dies, who will solve Xiaowei's poison? It's really a dilemma that Fusheng is falling into hard thinking.

"Your Excellency can rest assured to save the ice snake. The little god will do his best to protect the girl." As smart as Yan Jun, he saw the dilemma of floating life. Fu Sheng gave him a fierce look.

"You'd better be smart. I'm not so easy to be used." After saying that, he gently reached out and brushed Yan Jun's hand. Yan Jun shivered, but for a moment, his hand was as piercing as if soaked by ice dregs.

"Your Excellency?" Yan Jun looked nervous.

"This is the ice curse. If you dare to play tricks, I will make your life worse than death. Fusheng's words are not exaggerated. This ice spell is infinitely powerful. No matter where the caster hides, as long as the caster wants to activate the ice curse, the person will freeze all over in a short time, but he will not die immediately. He has breathing and thinking, and then the ice blade grows out of the ice and slowly inserts into the skin until the last drop of blood drips and dies. The most frightening thing about death is to keep people awake all the time but no longer endure torture all the time.

"I dare not, little god dare not!"

"I believe you. I will take the ice snake soul back to the ice hell. Xiaowei will give it to you. If she makes any mistake, I will definitely not forgive you." Lord Fusheng put down his harsh words, and he did what he said.