flow from evil

"Come here! Help me! You are poisoning me to death!"

"Hiss—" With a cry from outside the door, Shan Simiao withdrew the tip of his tongue that had just been bitten off, and raised his head again so that the two of them tore off the silver thread between their lips.

Jun Wuyi's cheeks were flushed at this time, and the overly long kiss made him a little short of breath, and his chest heaved up and down, showing that he was slightly inferior in internal strength.

"It's so bad, how dare you come out to seduce a man." Shan Simiao left a sentence, got up first, and walked out.

"Bastard!" Cursing secretly, Jun Wuyi rolled up his clothes and got up, then wiped his slightly swollen lips with resentment, and followed out.

"Hey? Why are you two together? Jun Wuyi, what's wrong with your mouth? Why is it red and swollen?" Meng Yunting, who rushed over after hearing the sound, said exactly what he said, and was then slapped hard by Jun Wuyi. Gouged out.

"...Why are you staring at me? Did I say something wrong?" Meng Yunting touched his nose, then turned around and asked Shan Simiao.

Shan Simiao was not in the mood to answer him, and the people who fell one after another outside the dining hall made him frown slightly.

The person who fell to the ground was almost purple all over, and his limbs were twitching, obviously poisoned.

"It's water...someone poisoned the water!"

At this moment, everyone was in an uproar. If they didn't eat, they could still persist for a few days, but if they didn't have water, they would die here soon.

Ouyang Cheng, who had just calmed down a bit, murmured even more, "It's them, it's them... They're here again, here again, the days of cannibalism..."

The insane Ouyang Sheng caused chaos inside and outside the dining hall, but he understood a little bit in his heart, and he understood the meaning of Ouyang Cheng's words as soon as he heard it.

Human nature is inherently evil, good at leisure, under the disadvantaged, it is nature for the weak to prey on the strong.

"..." Shan Simiao clenched his palms tightly, and suddenly saw Yi Na Lian Shuo raised his sword and slashed at a little maid who was left at the side, and he was in front of him in an instant, blocking the fatal blow.

"What are you doing?" Shan Simiao said coldly.

"Now that food and water are limited, of course these inferior people should be dealt with first."

"...shameless." Meng Yunting, who had just arrived beside Shan Simiao, cursed secretly, but turned his eyes away, but did not speak when he saw everyone.

People are always selfish and cowardly at the moment of life and death.

"Why panic, there is no water, isn't there still wine?" Seeing this, Shan Simiao reminded everyone.

The old butler at the side slapped his head suddenly when he heard it, "Yes, yes, I forgot, there are hundreds of jars of good wine hidden in this wine cellar!"

As soon as these words came out, the people became "human" again, everyone started to talk about Lian Yishuo, but the little girl who was protected by Shan Si Miao couldn't help but burst into tears.

In the next few days, everyone barely survived for three days on what was left in the wine cellar and granary.Afterwards, they slaughtered pigs and cattle, let blood and ate meat. Seeing that there was only the last domestic animal left, everyone finally understood that they couldn't hold on anymore.

After nightfall, the Yang family's courtyard, which was already at the end of the rape, fell completely silent.

Shan Simiao looked at the pale Meng Yunting on the couch, and frowned. He could still persist with Wuxiang Jue, but Meng Yunting, a half-baked man, might not be able to survive if there was no more water.

After thinking about it, he took out a useful dagger from his bosom, and with a light swipe, a cut was made on his wrist, and the blood flowed down. Shan Simiao quickly brought his wrist to the opponent's lips, and let him drink it.

Meng Yunting, who was awakened by the longing touch, was still a little confused for a moment. It was not until he greedily licked the last drop of blood from his lips that he was startled by the pungent smell and reacted.

"What are you doing?" The hoarse voice no longer had the vitality of the past.

"Do you want to drink more? Don't waste it." Shan Simiao squeezed out some blood from his wrist as he spoke, but Meng Yunting, who jumped up from the couch, pressed the wound tightly.

"There's something wrong with you! You think your life is not long enough!" Meng Yunting cursed and bandaged his wound.

"Hiss—be quiet." Shan Simiao complained, and then stood up, "Don't go out tonight, no matter what noise you hear, don't go out, understand?"

Sitting on the couch, Meng Yunting looked at the condescending Shan Simiao, seeing inexplicable tension and excitement flickering in his eyes stained by the moonlight, he nodded subconsciously.

Shan Simiao, who came to the courtyard, unknowingly walked to the side of the well.Extremely dry, he couldn't help but want to drink poison to quench his thirst, but he had just fetched a bucket of water, but suddenly someone grabbed his neck with a knife from behind.

"Blood, I smell it, give it to me, I want to drink it." The hasty voice came from behind him, and Shan Simiao understood that in a desperate situation, someone had found his animal nature again.

Shan Simiao slowly raised his wrist, only to see the shadow behind him also raised his head, the approach of the tip of his nose made the man even more excited, his desire for water surpassed everything else.

It's just that Shan Simiao didn't do what he wished. The man felt that, in just a split second, the person he was firmly holding had disappeared like green smoke. When he recovered, the knife in his hand was gone. gone.

"Get out." Without another word of nonsense, Shan Simiao dropped the knife in his hand, looked at the bucket of clear water on the side, then scooped out some with a ladle, and brought it to his lips.

He took a sip, there was nothing unusual, and then he poured it down, heartily.

Bang - someone fell down in response, and then there was a clap of applause.

Shan Simiao turned his head and caught a glimpse of a white figure.Beside that figure, there was still the person who had sneaked up on him just now, but now, he was no longer angry.

"Awesome, a hundred poisons are invulnerable, I didn't expect that Wuxiang Jue is as magical as in the legend." Jun Wuyi walked beside him, squatted down, and lightly touched the water in his hand with the edge of the fan, The edge of the silver fan suddenly turned black.

Shan Simiao looked at him at this time, his fresh water-colored lips were dry and cracked due to lack of water. He turned around and stood up again after testing the poison, and went to the man he had just killed. With a swipe on his neck, he used the wine glass in his hand to catch the blood left behind, and poured it gracefully into his mouth.

The coquettish redness between the lips is actually suitable for no reason.

"I thought that if you are as noble as you, you should disdain this." Shan Simiao sneered.

"I'm not invulnerable to all poisons," Jun Wuyi squinted at him, "In order to survive, the weak prey on the strong, this is the way of the world, isn't it?"

"...Yes." Shan Si Miao rushed out the moment he answered, but still caught a glimpse of Jun Wuyi following behind.

In terms of lightness kung fu, this person is probably on par with him.

With a knife in his hand, Shan Simiao neatly dealt with the two nearest puppets who hadn't reacted yet, and was then stuck on his back.

You don't need to look back to know that it is Jun Wuyi who is using him as a shield and following him like one body.

Shan Simiao in front swayed, trying to get rid of him, but saw that he was wearing a pair of gold silk gloves, and he pushed his palm on the puppet he had shaken, and then stuck to it again.

It turned out to be a baby with a drug barrier.

Shan Simiao understood in his heart, but he didn't intend to be so cheap to him. He turned around and knocked down seven or eight poisonous puppets in one go, then turned around and walked towards Yang's house.

Jun Wuyi narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to block his way, cut off the head of another poisonous man, and said in a deep voice, "If you take me out, I will give you a favor."

"Mr. Jun's internal strength is probably beyond Xiaotiangong, why do you have to pester me?" Shan Simiao fought with him a few times, so he understood.

Jun Wuyi was taken aback when he heard the words, then laughed again, "It just happened to be close to him, he must not be as good as Brother Shan, besides, those poisonous people are too disgusting, I don't really want to touch them."

"What if I'm not interested in your benefits?" Shan Simiao saw that what he said was taken for granted, and looked back at him indifferently.

"You will be interested. Even if you go out now, Yang Yingsong will not let you go easily."

"so what?"

"Even if you are not afraid of him, are you willing to leave empty-handed like this?" Jun Wuyi turned his mind sharply, stepped forward and said, "The benefit I give you is a huge benefit."

"Let's talk about it." Shan Simiao looked down at him, unconsciously focusing on the small butterfly pendant between his exposed earlobes.

"You help me get the blood glass, and I help you win the Yang family, kill two birds with one stone, each takes what he needs."

"Yang family?" Shan Simiao raised his eyebrows, "It's a mess, what am I going to do here?"

"It's a mess? Not necessarily, you know why the people here stay here so shamelessly, not to mention, Yu Chanzi is still here, you don't want to take advantage of that woman for nothing, do you?"

Shan Simiao pinched his thumb, turned his head, his star-like eyes were stained with a smile, "You mean, if I get the blood glass for you, I will be the master of the entire Yang family?"

Jun Wuyi also laughed, "Naturally, if you think about it carefully, the entire Yang family is now uninhabited, and that old and cunning villain Kang Liu wants to profit from it. If you stand up and rescue these people at this time, Who in the Yang family would dare to disobey you, and with the support of the Tengwang Pavilion, you are the head of the Yang family, wouldn't it be great to go from being a reckless man to being the head of a wealthy family in one dynasty?"

"Young Master Jun's words are touching, but this cake should not be drawn too big."

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't draw him such a big picture, but your appetite..." Jun Wuyi turned his fan bone and tapped his chest, "I believe you can eat it."

Shan Si Miao laughed out loud when he heard the words, grabbed his wrist, bowed his head and said, "If I eat all of it, who will be the one to die?"

"It's my fault." Jun Wuyi smiled.

Shan Simiao let go of him, "Okay, it's a deal."

Seeing that he agreed, Jun Wuyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.Shan Simiao covered him all the way out of Yang's house, but he saw a large army waiting for him.