Seventh Pagoda

Hearing what Yun Jian said, Xie Ziyou went over to take a closer look, then picked up a piece of net wire and rubbed it carefully, it was cold and flexible, and said uncertainly: "This, is it Qiansi Internet Cafe?"

The Poison King on the Bamboo Peak raised a group of silkworms in the Ice Pond. These silkworms feed on the lingering grass, and the silk they spit out is very flexible. It can't be cut by swords and can't be destroyed by fire.

Only another poisonous substance raised by the Poison King, called Wonton Beast, is the only nemesis in this silk world.

"The matter has come to this, I'm afraid you have to go to Qizhufeng." Xie Ziyou looked at the people in the net with sympathy, and then said: "Three hundred miles from here is not too far away, but the current The situation, I'm afraid it's a bit inconvenient..."

Liangfu's hands hurt, his feet hurt, his whole body hurt, and he said, "Brother Ziyou! You have to take pity on us! First heal my wounds, and then help me, take us to Qizhufeng... ..."

Xie Ziyou was amused by the phrase "big brother", and smiled with his lips pursed: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Really brought good wound medicine, Tan Wan waited on Liangfu to apply it, although Liangfu's kung fu was not good, his reaction was clever, after all, the hammer didn't hurt the bone, only the muscle swelled, looking It's just scary.

After knowing that he would not face the miserable evening scene of dying alone with no one to rely on, Liangfu immediately jumped up and down again, expressing that he did not want to stay in the same network with Yunjian for another quarter of an hour.

With so much noise and without further ado, Xie Ziyou immediately arranged manpower to escort the big net to Qizhu Peak.

For 400 years, too many anecdotes have been handed down from Qizhu Peak.On the Qizhu Peak surrounded by mist all year round, there is only one Poison King anyway. As for whether this Poison King has been passed down from generation to generation, or whether it is an old monster who has lived for 400 years, the world has no way of knowing.

Xie Ziyou was a kind and honest man, and he sent all the masters from the government to rush to the ground, and it took three days to send him to Qizhu Peak.

There is a large misty forest in front of the eyes, and the fog that drank into the throat along the way is inexplicably itchy and unbearable. Fortunately, Xie Ziyou reminded me to take Jinfeng Dan with me.

So reckless, but always circling around in the woods and unable to get out.Fog blinded people's eyes, and people's voices were suddenly heard in their ears.

"Old man, Qiqi fainted three times yesterday, and fainted twice today, tell me, are you lying to me again? Does your medicine work, and when will Qiqi's poison be completely cured?! "

As if they had been saved, the group chased after the voice of the people, and they came to an open land.

Seeing a handsome young man grabbing an old man's beard, pushing him to the ground and beating him, the old man dodged and turned back to him.

"Oh, my little ancestor, my great-grandfather, your precious pimple has been poisoned, and you have been locked up at home for so many years, it is the best to be able to be rescued now..."

The young man refused to let go, grabbed the old man's beard and began to pluck it: "Who told you to lie to me and hurt Qiqi so badly? If Qiqi is not good, I will not let you live in peace. Pull out your beard." !"

What is the situation?The group couldn't understand the situation, and it was inconvenient to speak freely.

But after a while, another person came from a distance, with a weak voice: "Zhu Yan, have you had enough trouble? The whole mountain can hear you crying and howling."

It was obviously a very sick and weak voice, but the young man on the ground calmed down immediately, got up from the old man at once, and moved around in front of him like a pug.

"Qiqi, why did you come out? Are you feeling better? Are you dizzy from the wind? Are you dazzled by the fog? Do your feet hurt after walking so far? Qiqi, let me take you into the house."

While asking questions like a cannonball, as if to verify that the person is really safe, he touched the person from head to neck to waist to thigh all over...

Qi Ao turned a blind eye, stood in the fog and raised his eyes to look at the group of people on the opposite side, the fog cleared a little, the people on both sides looked at each other for a while, Yang Yulin finally realized that this person, maybe they knew each other...

In the Caiwei Villa, it was because of stealing his glass lamp that Meng Shuxing hit her chest with a knife in his hand, how could Yang Yulin forget it.

Right now, this person is wearing a black fur coat standing in the mist, like smoke like a dream, so thin that he seems to be drifting away with the wind at any moment, his face is pale, but his eyes are surprisingly bright, his lips are still sickly bright red, like human blood The fierce color makes people more colorful.

Qi Ao didn't seem to remember them, raised his eyebrows, and asked Zhu Yan: "What do they do?"

Zhu Yan didn't even turn her eyeballs away, she just stared straight at Qi'ao's face, and took the opportunity to touch his little hand: "Who cares what they do, Qiqi, is it cold or not? Are you tired? Let's go back, shall we?"

Liangfu hurriedly picked up the conversation: "Benefactor stay away!! As benefactor saw, we were accidentally trapped in this net of thousands of wires, and we came here to ask the poison king to take this net, saving one life is better than creating seven. Super Buddha! Benefactor!"

Before the horoscope was written, benefactor called first, and Yang Yulin began to understand why Jing Fulin had to take Liang Fu with him when he went out...

Zhu Yanquan thought they were air, and grabbed Qi'ao's waist to bring them in. Qi'ao stopped, looked carefully into the Qiansi net, and said one word coldly: "Help." Then he turned around gone.

Zhu Yan followed carefully, protecting him like an old hen guarding her chicks.

The old man ran away when Zhu Yan had just let go, and if he didn't run away, would he wait for his beard to be stripped off?

Therefore, in the huge Qizhu Peak, there are only a net of living people staring at each other.

After a long, long time, Zhu Yan finally came back.

Since Qi Ao said he wanted to be rescued, he would not be disobedient no matter what.

He was holding a huge bamboo basket half a person's height in his hand, he put it on the ground lightly and deftly, and stretched his hand in. With the sound of "hissing", a long worm covered with patterns and spots wrapped around Zhu Yan's body. arm.

While stroking the frightening long worm, Zhu Yan smiled like a peony flower in the spring breeze.

"Thousands of wires are invulnerable to all kinds of harm, but they have a nemesis called wonton beast. There are forty wonton beasts in a litter. They were not given food at first, but they were hungry, so hungry. When they are hungry, they can only eat each other.

Eat it, leave only one wonton beast in the last litter, and then feed it all the poisonous plants and flowers, poisonous insects and beasts on the bamboo peak, the whole bamboo peak, there is no poison that the wonton beast has not eaten, but Its favorite food, do you know what it is? "

Zhu Yan stared at Qiansiwang with bright eyes, which made people shiver inexplicably. He asked and answered himself with a bit of innocent joy.

"It's the heavenly silk from Hanbingchi. Now, I just need to put the wonton beast on the thousand silk net, and it will swallow it one by one, and you will be saved. Are you happy?"

As simple as Yuanba can feel at this moment, this is definitely not something to be happy about!

Zhu Yan continued to say: "It's a pity that the Wonton Beast has a bad habit. It loves to drool when it's greedy for food. Its saliva can corrode even thousands of silk screens. Therefore, if you accidentally drop the saliva on your body , that would be a bit bad, and, with such a large thousand-wire net, I brought a lot of wonton beasts to help you."

The sound of "hissing" in the bamboo basket was irritating, Zhu Yan finished talking nonsense patiently, and the gentle smile she had when she was facing Qi Ao was gone at this moment, and there was a look of death on her frosty face. He was angry, and there was no life in his eyes.

At this time, he looked serious like the young master of the Zhuyan Sect, the head of the Ghost Bone Four Evil Sects.

"I'll just ask you once, which one of you is Qi Wan?"