Chapter 10： Long Jingrui's poison of jade fire

Chapter 10 Long Jingrui's poison of jade fire

A courtyard in Qingliang Mountain

In the middle of the night, in a small courtyard hidden in the city, the lights were still on in a room, and a man in black was kneeling on the ground, waiting for the master above him to die. His face was hidden, but the sweat on his head was exposed How nervous he was now.

The man sitting at the top had a resolute face and dressed in fancy clothes. If you could ignore the paleness of his face and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he was holding back with his eyes closed, but he didn't want to show it. It was exactly what Yun Yi liked in his previous life. face type.

After about half a stick of incense, the man reluctantly opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "Today, I must let Yinyi and the others investigate clearly, I want to see who is so deliberate and daring.

The people outside have been dealt with cleanly. As for your unfavorable work, go back to Mingyan Pavilion to receive your punishment and retire."

The man in black was relieved, he quickly left the room after leaving the room, and he let out a long sigh after exiting the room and walking 100 meters. Fortunately, the master was fine this time, and his life was saved. .

He can't wait to stab the people who came to the door looking for trouble. This time the matter is that the master doesn't let it go, and he will let people check it out. He dares to design the master and hurt his people. .

Then don't blame the jade-faced messenger for being ruthless, and there is only one word 'death' to oppose the master.

And now the person in the room is none other than the 'Prince Rui' Long Jingrui, who has made great military achievements. Today is the night of another full moon, and he brought poison from his mother's womb.

Ever since I was a child, every night when the moon is full, there will be two layers of ice and fire, the five internal organs are unbearably hot, and the body is freezing to the bone, life is better than death, but after every torture, I survive well.

After visiting famous doctors all over the world, they are all helpless, and can only be suppressed by deep inner strength.

And after so many years of his illness, if it wasn't for the master who taught him the secret method of his own sect, he would no longer be in the world. The master said that he was most afraid of drinking alcohol before the full moon, which would make the attack worse and prolong the attack time.

But today they were careless. No one thought that the wine was placed in an inconspicuous sticky rice ball. If he was still alert, he would induce vomiting after eating one.

The result of today can be imagined. In recent months, I feel that I can no longer suppress this poison. Every time I will be suppressed, I don’t know how long I can last, but the miracle is that after every incident, my skills will be reduced. be promoted.

The old valley owner of Medicine King Valley once said that only the thousand-year-old snow fox blood on the Xueling Mountain in Dongjun Kingdom, plus the spiritual crystals that have been blessed by more than a thousand years of ice crystal aura, can only be released by soaking in the blood for more than six hours. The poison of jade fire.

The person who made the drug has long since passed away, and there is only one antidote left in the world, which is stored in the Valley of the King of Medicine.

But when there was civil strife in Medicine King Valley, a traitor came out of the teacher's door, the antidote was lost in the chaos, and has not yet been found. He has already given up. I can make myself feel less guilty every full moon night.

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on her mouth. The mother-in-law became ill several times because of this, and she refused to face herself. She ate fasting and chanted Buddha all day, repairing bridges and roads, thinking of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds to pray for herself.

Thinking of the concubine's heart is also a pain. I have never seen the concubine smile for so many years. Every time I meet, my face is full of sadness. I feel that I can't be sorry for my son.

(end of this chapter)