"Why..."

He did not show any painful expression. He looked at Qingyun's hair standing up, and he also had a new understanding of this person's tenacity. He only heard his calm answer:

"My first wife and I were killed by the evil man at the same time, and we were both infected with a strange poison. The strangest thing about this toxin is that the two of us were poisoned by one, which made me look like this now."

"There is still such a thing?"

"Well, and I can't die, otherwise all the suffering I'm going through now will explode on her."

Fang Cihang's voice seemed to be raging, but he was extremely calm, as if he was talking about something irrelevant, but it was particularly shocking in Qingyun's ears.

"Brother Fang, I admire you."

"Haha, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. My wife is a mortal. Even if she is not poisoned, she can't stay with me for decades. The whole family laughs at me for being a fool."

"Haha, indeed, Brother Fang, it's rare for people like you to be in the world of cultivation. It's logical that they shouldn't survive the Linggui Realm."

Qingyun was half serious and half teasing, it was rare to combine monks with mortals. In recent years, he had heard Yao Pofeng say that his father had a mortal wife, and Fang Cihang was the second one.

"Hahaha, Brother Qingyun is really humorous! But you said that, and with my small Fang family in Kuji City, of course, I can't invite the masters of Zhijing Cave Heaven, so I had to use some resources to come here to find a way out."

Looking at the bright lights in the distance, I looked at the lights on my house, and then I looked at the lights that seemed to have been turned off. There were many people who were meditating and practicing, but few people actually studied the alchemy and read the lights at night. Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"Give me a drop of your blood."

"Um?"

The young master smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Just a drop of blood."

"Give!"

Fang Cihang was not artificial, and took a drop from his bloody face and wrapped it with spiritual power to give it to Qingyun.

"No!"

The next moment, seeing Qingyun drop his poisonous blood into his mouth without saying a word, frightened Fang Cihang so much that he wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

“It’s okay.”

The young master also smiled and shook his head. After a moment, he smacked his lips as if he was aftertaste, and then smiled heartily:

"It's indeed a poisonous one."

"and you…"

"The stubborn poisonous tarsal bones are severely eroded. This is a sign of tarsal bones eroding heart sanitary. Fang's family is in Jingzhou. Did you or the Fang family offend the Mosheng Sect?"

"How do you know?!"

Although Fang Cihang only unbuttoned the bandage near his mouth, he could still guess the other party's surprised expression from his disbelief.

"You are from the Demonic Sect?!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Cihang jumped up and instantly took out a wooden long staff with a pointed round handle from the treasure bag, as if he was planning to use this strange weapon to fight Qingyun.

"Brother Fang, I don't know that I am a member of the Demonic Sect, right?"

The young master spread his hands speechlessly, indicating that he was not hostile, but this also means that the other party has indeed provoked the Demonic Sect.

"Sorry, I'm losing my composure."

Fang Cihang's cunning was really not very conceited. Qingyun easily won him trust in a few words. He saw him put away his weapons and said:

"In fact, this is not all about tarsalis heart erosion, but a new poison formed by combining several other strange toxins, which only borrows the lethality of tarsalis heart erosion."

"Yes, and I haven't heard of tarsal bone erosion and heart sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanit

Qingyun also nodded, but Fang Cihang did not continue. Obviously, this may indeed involve some entanglements between the Fang family and the Demonic Sect.

But what made him a little curious was that according to Fang Cihang's meaning, the Fang family and the Long family seemed to be just a small family in the local city, and it was already a great luck to be able to get in touch with Zhijing Cave Heaven.

Facing a giant like Mosheng Sect, the other party vented a breath. Not to mention the family, even the entire Kuji City would be destroyed. Why use poison, such as despicable means?

Or do they just offend someone in the Demonic Sect?

The young master was still guessing, but a light of hope gradually rose in Fang Cihang's eyes.

"Brother Qingyun, you know the tarsal bone erosion and heart sanitary, and you are not afraid of this poison, right?"

"Haha, stop thinking about it, I can't have the antidote!"

After a change of topic, the young master smiled again:

"I'm not afraid of this tarsalis heart-eroding powder because I have practiced a profound poisonous skill. Although the tarsalis heart-eroding powder is fierce, I can resolve it in my body as long as I take some time, and I can also try to help you suppress the toxin's medicinal power."

"really?"

Looking at Fang Cihang, who was about to worship, the young master quickly lifted it up and said:

"Hey hey, don't be excited for now. I have to explain one thing, and you should know it yourself. Since it is called tarsal bone erosion, I can only find a way to make you less painful before it is completely detoxified."

After hearing this, Fang Cihang's eyes were filled with loss, but his answer gave Qingyun a new understanding of this person's nature.

"I have been used to the pain, but I can't die, because once I die, my wife will suffer double torture. As long as I can keep me alive, even if I live until she dies!"

"Brother Fang's true nature!"

Qingyun patted Fang Cihang on the shoulder, his eyes full of admiration.

Because of his emotional excitement and excessive speech, Fang Cihang's face, which was already covered with poisonous sores, kept bleeding again, like a walking corpse, which shows how vicious the person who was under the slaughter of him was.

After that, the two chatted for a while, but when they saw that the bandages kept leaking out of blood due to their speech, Qingyun couldn't bear to suffer more. After asking for another drop of blood, he returned to the dormitory with him.

It was only at the end that my master realized that Fang Cihang and Yan Jiu were the two with the strongest cultivation and the highest attainments in the Jiangyun Cave.

Although they don’t seem to be of high origin, they have great perseverance and determination.

Perhaps they will never be able to advance to the Concentration Realm in their lifetime, but Yan Jiu still condensed the eighth level of the Yuanshen Seiya, and Fang Cihang has the ninth level of the Yuanhua Realm, and they can even refine the human-level fifth-grade spiritual pill.

However, Fang Cihang is very particular about drug manufacturing, so he is not popular. However, for some reason, Yan Jiu was reluctant to take the theoretical exam to go to the two palaces for further studies or to officially start a teacher.

So they stayed together as neighbors for a long time, and eventually became the great devil in Jiangyun Cave that everyone is afraid of.

It is not difficult to hear from Fang Cihang's voice that Qingyun is the most beautiful person in the world. Zhijing Cave Heaven seems to be clear and shallow, but there are people who are convenient for the land and the world. He is even more dedicated to studying the poisonous path. Unless there is a noble person from heaven, it is really difficult to be promoted.

However, according to my master's insult, there is a saying that he is not wearing any flattery. This bandage man can't even make a fuss for a long time. With his honest personality, he can get the teacher's appreciation.

Qingyun also asked curiously why neither he nor Yan Jiu brought his followers to escort.

The reason given by Fang Cihang is that the cost is too high. It is a great luck for small sects and families to get quotas. As for the quotas of followers, they really cannot afford it. Yan Jiu is very strong and does not need protection.

This changed my sense of longing for the return of Long. After all, these were originally prepared for writing poems for Long, and it can be seen that the head of the Long family seemed to feel sorry for writing poems.

The disciple's dormitory is extremely secretive. After closing the door, he couldn't hear what was being said inside. When the young master came back, he could only see the two girls pulling and pulling constantly.

It seemed as if A Lian was tearing Long Fushi's clothes, which immediately shocked Qingyun. He thought to himself, could it be that the little fox was suppressed by Long Fushi and began to rebel?

This scared the young master. After taking out the jade token, he quickly kicked open the door.

"A Lian..."

Before he could finish his words, the scene in front of him made him petrified on the spot, and then a scream resounded among the clouds, causing the lights that had darkened early in the courtyard wall to brighten again.

“Ahhhhh~”

Long Fushi was almost wearing a thin and light coat on her upper body, while her slender waist and abdomen were wrapped in a circle of brocade, and A Lian kept tightening it hard.

Qingyun's sudden appearance also scared A Lian's hand loosened and the brocade suddenly slid down. The flat river decorated with two pink butterflies was naturally completely visible to the young master.

"Don't call me, Sister Fu Shi!"

The little fox had quick eyes and fast hands. He first covered Long Fushi's mouth, and then waved his hand suddenly. The spiritual power of the sky blocked the door behind Qingyun, so as not to reveal the time in the house and make it cheaper for outsiders.

Qingyun, who came to his senses, quickly turned around with a red face and asked weakly:

"A Lian, what are you doing?"

"I haven't asked you yet, Yunlang! Why did he come back so early? Also, why didn't you knock on the door before you came in?"

The little fox said angrily.

Although the dragon's poem was not spoken, the rustling sound of dressing made the beautiful scene just now unable to dissipate in Qingyun's heart for a long time.

"I…"

My master was speechless by A Lian's question, thinking that I have to knock on the door first when I come in my own room?

However, when he remembered Long Fushi's previous crying look, he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he had to honestly say:

"I thought Alian, you are bullying and writing poems."

"What? Yunlang, you didn't take the wrong medicine? I don't dare to bully Sister Fu Shi! She is my strong job!"

"Uh, I see you guys pulling and pulling..."

Puff~

"Okay, okay, come around."

When he heard Long Fusi's laughter, Qingyun breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at the brocade on A Lian's hand, the young master asked curiously.

"Isn't this your fault?"

A Lian gave Qingyun a angrily glance, then asked again to the dragon:

"Sister Fu Shi, can you still wear it?"

"How can he wear this when he comes back?"

"What's the matter? Sooner or later, aren't his people?"

"Liangmei! What are you talking about!"
Chapter completed!