Poison of the Human Panacea

"So, you came to this seat, did you want this seat to work with you to kill Fulu?"

Mi Lansheng was furious with his pride: "Yes."

"That Fulu rumoured this rumor and offered a reward for this person. This one does have the heart to kill him. Unfortunately, this life does not like to be stumbled by people." With that said, Bai Yi also said Some thought about what the old shaman had just said, but when he gritted his teeth, he turned his back. "And, Lord, you rest assured, just before, you and I did not happen, innocent, do not think about it . "

Mi Lansheng's gaze fell on the blood stains on his clothesline—a man, or a virgin, broke his body, the evidence was conclusive, and if nothing happened, he could really take it down.

Seeing Bai Ye going to get started, his blood surged, and he grabbed his hand: "White God."

Bai Yan glanced at his wrist and glared at him: "What is it?"

"If the White Lord wants to kill Fu Lu, with his current skills, I am afraid that he will not be defeated. The old Lord of Fu Luzun ’s Moon Palace is like a father. If he loses to Fu Lu, I am afraid that he will not be as simple as the Bai ’s life. "Mi Lansheng tightened his fingers." Bai, do you ever think of losing to Fulu? "

Bai Yan did not answer, his pupils shrank.

"Leader." Suddenly, a woman's voice came over.

Looking up, it turned out that the catfish was approaching, and when Mi Lansheng saw her, he was shocked and the tara broke the barrier and then shot, but was blocked by the old shaman with a cane, but the catfish was kneeling Come down.

"The master, the elder, his subordinate Su Shiyu is willing to make up for it, and go all out to get the head of that deer."

"Why are you here?" Mi Lansheng glared at her, then turned to Bai Ao, "Why would the White Lord be in the same boat as our traitor?"

Bai Yan took a step forward and stood in front of Yuyuer: "She and I teach Ji Du, the master of poison, is old knowledge, just ride a sailboat. You can believe it or not, but I don't know if she was originally the main seat. The only person I know is that she saved her life, and if Lord Mimen wanted to embarrass her, she had to pass this level first. "

"Leader ..." Heiyuer heard the words, both happy and worried, so pleased that this seemingly indifferent nephew would come forward for her aunt who had only recently recognized her. Worrying, but he was not Very indifferent.

Such a simple heart, clear love and hate, and sharp-edged, I do not know how trouble it will cause in the future.

"You—" Mi Lansheng looked ironed.

"Why, why are you so active?" The old shaman shook his hand, and an invisible cold air flow suddenly blocked between the two, but only heard a "click", and the thick deck cracked a gap.

When Bai Yan looked down, he saw that the crack was full of icicles. At the moment, he knew that there was someone in the sky. There was heaven outside. This Mi Lansheng might not be very powerful, but the old man in front of him was an extraordinary person. With this little movement, he felt that these strange and cold internal forces were rare in the world.

However, I do n’t know why the shaman old witch did n’t do it when he fought with Mi Lansheng. If he did, he would have no chance of winning, and stood by, just to leave them room for negotiation.

He stepped back, changed his domineering attitude, and clenched his fists: "It's a junior ... disrespectful."

Mi Lansheng looked a little slower, hummed, and said, this little demon would be good.

The shaman's old head slightly said, "Bai Jiao insists on protecting Su Shiyu. The old and the master will never wipe your face, but in the end Su Shiyu is our traitor. It should have been despised. Even if you want to atone for the crime, the action must be under the supervision of the doorkeeper. If the leader of Bai intends to join hands with our door to deal with Fulu, I wonder if it would be convenient for our people to take a boat and **** each other? "

He hesitated from the barrier-free look: "Master, this ... is it inconvenient?"

Bai Yi waved his hand and motioned for him to say, "All that is said, the junior can't agree any more, and he can't make it." Then, he glanced at the second-floor cabin. There are too many of you on the boat, and the younger people can't sleep well, so the younger people can only promise to carry the elders and Lord Mimen. "

Mi Lansheng shook his lips and said, "Bai Jiao is also an easy person. Anyway, the others will tell them to take the road."

Bai Yan nodded, and instructed the Rakshasa to prepare for the night, and personally led them to the second-floor cabin.

That night, a few people with their own minds were "helping together" for the same purpose.

And they didn't know that the situation had been seen by a man lying dormant on a river bank in the distance.

That night, Bai Ye did not sleep very well.

He couldn't sleep, and his mind was full of those words that the shaman old witch said in the day.

That Xu Mi You Gu, that cold lake, when did he go with the old devil?

If what he said is true, why would he have no memory at all?

Listening to his tone, it was as if the old devil had concealed some of his most important secrets.

Treat him with interest? Treat him with interest? How did he treat him? !!

Want to come is that the old witch knows nothing about it!

He rolled over and opened his eyes, unable to sleep at all.

"Master, are you awake?"

He heard a whisper in the darkness, Bai Ye looked at the sound, and through the curtain in front of the couch, looked at the figure immersed in the tub, hazy, like a layer of mist.

"Does the owner want to drink blood?"

"Huh ... huh." Bai Yan gave a soft reply, and his throat was anxious, and he knew that he had committed another blood addiction.

"Wow," the medicine man stood up from the tub, exposing his erect body. Bai Yan panicked, and retracted into the quilt. Since the incident last night, and after listening to the voice of the drug man, he was facing him, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Originally, he only regarded him as a medicine man, but now he not only knows that he is a salvation benefactor, but also has a little more ambiguousness. Taking medicine from him is not as convenient as before.

"Master, do you want to drink blood?" The quiet gentle voice sounded in the ear.

Bai Yan swallowed his saliva, stretched out a hand and opened the slit of the curtain.

Wu Yanfu looked through the gap and looked into the room. The young crow was wearing a red soap-gauze shirt, and her tight lips showed a touch of water, like a shy and shy newly-wed bride was lifted by her husband. Hijab.

The scene was hazy and unpredictable.

Wu Yanfu reached out and lifted the curtain a bit. For a moment, he was not a physically disabled medicine man, nor was he a martial art master of martial arts. He was just a bridegroom officer, married a doll in front of him, and a couple in his lifetime.

The boy opened his black eyes, put his head together, and put his lips against his neck. The bite through the skin was very gentle, and the blood was not as fierce as before, and he sucked with restraint.

Wu Yanfu was already accustomed to eating hungry tigers. At this moment, he just felt like he was pecking and kissing himself, with one hand resting softly on his shoulder, and the quivering eyelashes rubbed into the chin from time to time, arousing a slight itch into the bone marrow meaning.

This itching tempted him to touch the boy's hair, and lowered his head. If he kissed his soft cheek like nothing, a urge was born in his heart, and he just wanted to press him on the couch and bully him severely. I took a few sips and tasted it, rolled over, and retracted into the quilt, revealing only a pink ear.

"the host?"

Wu Yanfu called, but did not hear him squeak, his breathing was long and even, and he fell asleep.

He touched the wound that was not deep in the neck, unconsciously pulled up the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on the deep tooth marks on the earlobe of the young man, and then he smiled suddenly, bent down, and approached the young man's ear.

Bai Yan was confused, and felt only a pain in his ear lobe, as if the man had bitten him before he died, as if a trapped beast had caught his prey and dragged him into hell, tortured in every way. He was choked by great fear, he was a little breathless, his slender fingers instinctively tightened the quilt, and dreamed wildly: "Master, don't come to haunt me, don't come to haunt me!"

The earlobe slackened, and the back of the neck was caught by a cat.

It felt so real. Baiji snored, and between the dimly, he only grasped the fingers of the back of his neck to open his long hair, and his wet, soft lips fell to the base of his ears, and kissed along the neckline.

Extremely gentle and extremely dangerous, as if contaminated with spirits, half of which was ice and half of fire.

He stomped his feet, walked on the edge of the blade, frightened and lingered. His heart was beating fiercely, and his breathing became quicker. When the blanket was uncovered, a thin layer of sweat had formed on the bare back, and there was a luster of jade in the night, and the two shoulder blades were thin and fragile. The wings of the butterfly are closed tightly.

Wu Yanfu just wanted to fold them in the palm.

If he wasn't with him, wouldn't he have flown early and fell asleep in the arms of another?

Thinking of it this way, the heart is like a hundred insects eating the heart.

So afraid of being a teacher to entangle you, as a teacher, I want to tie you to death.

He narrowed his eyes, bowed his knees to the couch, and dropped his cheekbones for at least a year.

The palm of the hand twisted slightly, Wu Yanfu lifted his hand a little, staring at the small and delicate bulge—

His cheekbones ... moved for "he"?

There was a moment when his hands were stiff, and his knuckles were pale.

"Huh ..." At this moment, the commotion at the cheekbones woke Bai Ai, reached out and touched the back, Wu Yanfu retracted his hand in time. Bai Yan twisted his body and caught a glimpse of the figure on the side of the bed. He was frightened, facing the narrow blue eyes through the curtain, and the cheekbones became more violent.

Thinking of what he had just dreamed of, he just wanted to cry without tears—

It's nothing else, but it's actually being in a relationship with one person and being possessed by him under the body. It seems to be the man in front of him, and it seems to be the old devil. The figures of the two people overlap and merge together.

Bai Yan yanked the blanket up, bent his knees, his voice trembled: "You, get away!"

"What happened to the master?" The blue eyes stared straight at him, motionless.

Bai Xun's inexplicable fear spread in his heart, and he felt that he had become a prey stared to death by a fierce beast, and his ankle exposed outside the blanket was gripped by a cold hand, which made him shiver.

The shadow outside the man leaned forward and trapped him below: "Master, you like Ah Chi, don't you?"

The words seemed to smash the teeth, squeezed out from the gap between the teeth, almost pressing. Breathing staggered in the dark, like a weaving net, Bai Ye was still in a dream, but suddenly the person in front of him looked like Wu Yanfu.

His heart fluttered suddenly, panicked and scared, and he shrank. The whole man wanted to shrink into the bed again, but the person above him bowed his head and slammed his lips. His lips and teeth were broken open by a tongue, sweeping through the gaps of his teeth, rolling around the tip of his tongue and biting and sucking, almost a smashing expedition.

Although he has been practicing Meishu for many years, Bai Yeshi is still a young boy who can't resist such a domineering kiss. All of a sudden he gets dizzy when he kisses. Wu Yanfu strokes his hand along his neck and feels that he is all over. They were all so soft, where was a little wolf cub, obviously a little fox demon who just changed shape, and also wished to escape from his grasp. Thinking of how he seduced Mi Lansheng the day before yesterday, the kiss was a little heavier, and he just bleeded the white cricket biting--

After all, he simply regained his skill earlier, and trained to open the cheekbones, so that the little cub could not leave himself for a day.

Wu Yanfu pinched his soft shoulders, and his heart was full of emotions: So purely like a young boy, but also want to practice "Goddess Haunting"? I'm afraid I'll be swallowed, and I won't even have bones left. He held up the juvenile back and glimpsed the faint tender red dogwood in his slightly open robe, only to find it lovely and tempting. He couldn't help lowering his head, taking a bite, Baiji shivered and made a noise Weeping groan.

Bai Yan was almost choked by kissing, turning his head to avoid tangling his lips, but he did not know that it was a red thread that bound them together in the torrent of 3,000 red dust.

Keep chopping and chaos.

At this moment, they saw the two figures overlapping each other on the couch, and the peeping person could not hold back anymore. Brother, is acting, you don't have to treat him so intimately? Thinking about this, Lian Qiu clenched his fists and approached the past silently, but unexpectedly the killing intention on his body was agitated by "Yueyue"!

When Bai Yan woke up like a dream, he saw a personal shadow behind Yao Ren, jumped out of the window, and immediately caught "Yueyue" and jumped to the bed, followed closely. The man jumped into the water and disappeared in no time. At this time in the spring, the river was turbulent, and the boat was moving very fast. Bai Zhi knew that even if he was good at underwater, he could not find anyone in the water. This uninvited guest is most likely a person from Yueyin Palace who struck a few days ago.

Followed all the way.

Bai Yan stared at the water, his mind was a little sloppy, and his body crooked. Suddenly, a puff of waves burst from the water, and a long shadow like a snake came toward him! He leaped backwards, seeing that the shadow was an eagle's head, and felt his ankle violently tighten, and the whole person was suddenly pulled into the water.

Wu Yanfu's pupils shrank suddenly--the man who attacked Baiji was actually ...

At that moment he shoved open the window and jumped into the water.

At this moment, Bai Xun was drowning in the rapids, his body was tangled tightly, and he couldn't break free for a while, took a few big saliva, and the next moment, he was carried out of the water and landed on the shore. The man who held him had a very good job. In the blink of an eye, he had taken him out of the sand for dozens of miles, making it actually "Dance of the Wind".

Even if he didn't look at his face, Bai Ye knew who this person was--it was the "devil" who was one of the four major protection methods of the renegade floating slaughter on the day he was in the teachings. He sneered: "Si You, thanks to your self-confidence and loyalty to the old devil, why did he die with the people in Yueyin Palace when he died?"

The man turned his face and gave him a sharp glance. He was born with a pair of slender willow eyes, and his facial features were beautiful, but his lips were dark purple, and dense bloodshots spread from his pale cheeks to his neck. He looked extremely strange: "Fu Lu rewards you, the little demon, Taking a human rosary as a reward, with this human rosary, the leader can be brought back to life. Why isn't this demon doing such a good thing? "

After all, he shot like a flash of electricity, sealed several large holes in Bai's body several times, and blindfolded his eyes again.

He couldn't see where he was going. He could only hear the sound of wind blowing in his ears, and then he was thrown into a carriage and bumped for a while, and the surrounding area was gradually tumultuous.

He was sealed off in a large hole all over the body, and for a while he was unable to exercise power, and his limbs were weak.

He had to lower his head, use his knees to peel off the blindfolds from his eyes, and look out.

In the distance, he expected to see a large oasis in the sand. Several rivers converge on the huge lake in the center of the oasis. Clouds and smoke floated on the lake, mist was misty, and a dragon-shaped island outline was faintly revealed in the center of the lake. It was as illusory as a mirage, but it really existed.

He immediately realized that this is Lop Nur, known by people in this area as the "Ipomo Sea". The island in the lake is exactly the place where the Wulin Convention in the Western Regions was held since ancient times. The end of his trip-Canglong Island.

As soon as it entered the Tibetan Dragon Island, it was tantamount to standing on a chessboard, with rivals like clouds, and danger pervading itself.

He had no fear, but at this time alone and restrained by others, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

As soon as it entered the Tibetan Dragon Island, it was tantamount to standing on a chessboard, with rivals like clouds, and danger pervading itself.

He had no fear, but at this time alone and restrained by others, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Ke Siyou didn't mean to go to the island in the center of the oasis. He drove the carriage in the other direction, getting farther and farther from the island in the lake. Looking into the distance.