The Immortal’s Poison

Xiao Yi opened his eyes strenuously, and there was still a mess in his mind, a shadow in front of his eyes, a shattering empty voice in his ears, and a laughing laugh, and after a moment, the little girl remembered the situation before her coma, Huo Jumped up.

It was already bright, and Wen Leyang was right in front of him, dancing in forehands and hoops.

Xiao Yi couldn't believe his eyes. After a long while, he finally exclaimed and fell to the ground. Wen Leyang's eyes were closed, and there was a strange smile on his face.

"Ouch!" The two screams reminded me at the same time that Wen Jiu and Wen Thirteen were like two koalas hugging each other, each holding their heads sideways, looking at Xiao Yi in horror: "The corpse!"

Wen Leyang's body fell softly and fell to the ground. Xiao Yi noticed that densely packed red vines were attached to every joint on his body. This kind of red vine is a specialty of Jiuding Mountain. It is about the thickness of a ball-point pen, but extremely tough. Two The strong guy tried his best to tear.

Wen Xian's face was pale, holding his brother and whispering, "What ... what to do, black dog blood or paper money?"

Wen Jiu was just as scared as he was: "There are no black dogs in this mountain, black ... Black dog bears succeed?"

Wen Xiaoyi first ran to Wen Leyang and probed for his nose, which made him more reliable. He stared at the two silly uncles and asked, "What's going on?"

Two fools screamed at the same time, knelt on the ground together, face full of sorrow: "This is the wrong fist, you spare us."

Xiaoyi was so scared that she knelt down quickly: "Don't ... what are you doing!"

Two silly uncles moved their knees together with their faces crying and wanting to avoid the direction in which the little girl was kneeling: "You old people want to see Wen Leyang play the wrong fist before you die. If you don't take this kind of play, you won't follow the wrong fist."

Why dare to accept the gifts of the two elders, she hurriedly moved her knee to adjust the direction: "Wen Leyang can hit the wrong punch? Is it really the wrong punch?"

"The real wrong boxing, our brother studied for two days!"

The three men chased on their knees and turned a few times. The little girl felt dizzy and exhausted. She did n’t know she had been in a coma for almost three days. She could n’t support it first. Oh, she fell on the ground and could n’t believe it. Asked: "Really?"

Seeing the little girl fall down on the faces of the two silly uncles, they all showed a trace of disappointment. They seemed to find it so fun to kneel and go around in circles. Wen Jiu jumped up: "We will show you ... your old man! Old eight, "Go up!" As he ran to the tree, Wen Leyang's long vines were tied around the tree through a very thick branch. Wen Jiu pulled the long vines hard, and Wen Leyang stood up crookedly.

Wen Xing promised, and jumped up, standing beside Wen Leyang side by side, sipping with his mouth: "One, two, three, start!" Then he punched out with a punch.

Wen Jiu immediately started to live, just like a big monkey, jumping among countless long vines, firmly grasping the most critical vines with one hand, and quickly with the other between the other vines Pulling quickly, almost unclear movement.

Wen Leyang immediately started to move, dancing and making fist and foot sounds, consistent with the movement of Wen Xian around him, but occasionally, there will be some deviations in his movements. When this happens, Wen Xian will cry out: "Quick note Quickly note, this is wrong. "

Wen Jiu hurriedly agreed: "Don't say it wrong, she can't see it."

Wen Shisan followed the wrong fist for a while, and couldn't help it anymore. After jumping back to the big tree: "Let's come together, I'll play together." The two of them looked at the Fujiko together, and Wen Leyang's actions Zizi is much faster.

The little girl saw her eyes almost falling out: "How did you do it!"

Wen Jiu saw that his stunt had calmed down even the ghosts, and forgot to be afraid for a moment. He shoved the vine in his hands into the hands of silly brothers. He jumped to Xiao Yi and said proudly, "You don't understand. I've played with this before! "Said he ripped off his jacket.

Xiao Yi was taken aback. Wen Jiu's body was full of deep scars.

Wen Thirteen was busy while protruding his head and grinning: "I have it, too. It's not fun in the mountains in winter, we just play puppets. Sometimes he is a puppet, sometimes I am a puppet."

These two silly uncles do not know how to count, and the thoughts in their heads are innocent and brilliant, but they are talented in martial arts. I am afraid that they are not more than the warm spicy ones, but unfortunately they were born in the Wen family. The families supplemented by the main and martial arts can't refine the poison that suits them, and it is difficult to break through in terms of skill. If they are born in a martial arts based on martial arts, they are likely to achieve a martial art.

The two people ran in the mountains for more than ten or twenty years. When they were bored, they liked to play string puppets. I do n’t know who of the two had a whimsy. They wanted to use themselves as puppets. The brothers studied together for a long time. Tried countless times to find the key to the movement of the joints in the whole body, and actually actually tested the method of living as a puppet. The bruises of the two brothers were left while groping for the puppet show.

Only a fool can hold back that pain. To study such a scary thing for fun.

The ability of the two brothers, even Uncle Wen Tunhai did not know.

Wen Xiaoyi walked tremblingly in front of Wen Leyang. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that some of the vines were only tied to the joints, while some of the vines were passed into Wen Leyang's body thinly, and some blood stains were solidified above.

Many of the iron sands on Wen Leyang's body have been taken out by two silly uncles, but some of them are close to the joints, and iron sands are still left in the wound.

Wen Jiu came over and explained carefully: "These wounds are close to the joints. If you take the iron sand with the knife, you can't get vines."

Although I do n’t know if the suicidal exercises left by Wen Laozi can ultimately save Wen Leyang ’s life, at least for Xiao Yi, I finally retain a glimmer of hope, the little girl ’s long eyelashes tremble, and finally wow With a hug, Wen Jiu hugged and wept in his arms.

Wen Jiuhun didn't dare to use a touch of strength. He looked down at Xiao Yi weakly and shivered to discuss with her: "If you eat me, spare my brother."

Thirteen also cried out and cried out: "Eat me, spare my brother."

Wen Leyang lost control, turned a half circle on the spot, and fell to the ground with a gurgle ...

Xiaoyi tried his best to convince his brother that he was a man or a ghost. After two days of rest, he gradually recovered his spirit. She had wanted to take three people back to Hongye Forest, but she didn't expect that after only a few days, the branches that had been laid in the rain had grown vigorous red leaves again. Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan were not in the square. People, entering the red leaf forest in a hurry may lead to an immediate ban. In the end, I had to give up and set up a few simple sheds in the woods next to the red leaf forest.

Wen Jiu and Wen Shi 13 are full of spirits every day, making Wen Leyang's tigers alive, and Xiao Yi will occasionally return to the red leaf forest to take a look. In addition, he will stay beside them all day and be responsible for cooking for them , The two silly uncles who eat each day frown and smile.

Later, the brothers had a whimsy and wanted to string vines on Wen Leyang's face so that he and several of them could sit down and eat together. If Xiao Yi tried hard, Wen Leyang would be disfigured.

In more than ten days, the iron sand remaining on Wen Leyang's body was slowly squeezed out of the skin, and the wounds of all sizes were slowly healed, and the gray poisonous line gradually became shallow, just like a mark of ice and snow It is slowly melting ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xiao Yi sees that the warm spicy method actually works, and dreams will wake him up with a laugh. Buddha light bug has always been with Xiao Yi. Every time Xiao Yi laughs in the middle of the night, it will get up and shake his head to look around.

Wen Jiu and Wen Xing played puppets for a long time, and they felt bored. If it were not for the ease of using food, the brothers would have ran away. Of course, they were not idle, and came up with new things. One man manipulated the doll Wen Leyang, and the other fought against the doll. It was okay at the beginning, but one month later, the one who went up to fight would wow and scream his teeth with a grinning defeat: "This kid is too stiff and hurts."

Fujiko's wear is also getting faster and faster. It has been worn out for more than ten days and needs to be replaced. It has to be replaced every three or four days, especially the long vine that needs to be plunged into the body. Later, it is difficult to pierce with a steel cone. Into.

Three months passed by, the deep summer entered the early winter in the mountains, and the four masters had never returned since leaving the red leaf forest last time. Even a group of masters with dead names did not return. Xiao Yi was worried, and the others in the square still lived without expression.

The hundred-day period of dying for life is finally approaching. The poison line on Wen Leyang has long disappeared. The wounds caused by the poisonous insects and fire Yaoo have not left any traces, only on the cheeks. In the place, the wound that flew diagonally from the cheekbones to the corner of the brow left a red scar.

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