Chapter 513: The Poison of Slaughtering the City

Chapter 516

Meng Qingxuan looked at the appearance of the old nun in white and sighed helplessly. He actually understands in his heart that the old nun in white is now completely supported by one breath, and the so-called old dream of the homeland is just an illusion, but it is the reason to support her to live. If this dream is broken, she will lose her reason to live.

A hundred years after the death of the old country, he lost his family and fled to this snowy mountain, and now he is not a human or a ghost, half a demon and half a demon. And the old nun in white is obsessed, she is just a poor person in a dream.

"If it's such a thing as killing, it should be the one in the East China Sea who is better at it, why doesn't Her Royal Highness the Princess go to him?" Meng Xuanqing suddenly asked.

"The East China Sea is too far away, and I don't know how much time I have to waste when I come and go. Bai Yini said: "Besides, I have been living in seclusion all these years, and I have also cut off contact with him, so I am afraid it is not easy to find him." ”

"If you want to find it, you can always find it. Meng Qingxuan muttered: "The way I am now, Her Royal Highness the Princess has seen it." Let me go down the mountain with you, for fear that this rugged mountain road will kill me. However, I have something to give to Your Highness, don't say that it is not difficult to kill a person, even if you slaughter a city. ”

The old nun in white raised his head: "Poison?"

Meng Qingxuan nodded, he turned around and returned to the hut, took out a clay pot, and took out a bunch of bottles and cans from the house.

The reason why the witch doctors in Shuzhong can be famous all over the world is not only their medical skills, but also their witchcraft. Witch DoctorWitch Doctor, Witch is always in front of the doctor. Legend has it that the witch doctor has the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods, asking the gods to ward off ghosts and drive away corpses and attract spirits. Of course, rumors are just rumors, and it's hard to say whether they can communicate with ghosts and gods, but the descendants of the witch doctor lineage do have good poison skills.

Sichuan and Shu have many dense forests, many miasma, and many unheard of poisons. And this Meng Qingxuan is a great expert in making poison and using poison.

A long time ago, the reason why the opponent wanted the lives of his whole family was that he was afraid of his poisonous kung fu and forced him to obey with the lives of his beloved.

The white-clothed old nun saw him open a black bamboo tube, flicked it twice, and a snow-white silver snake sprang out of it. Although it is only the thickness of the little finger, it makes the old nun in white feel that it is no less terrifying than the strange python in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Princess, be careful, this thing is very poisonous. ”

The old nun in white nodded, even though she was full of amazing kung fu, but she didn't dare to be careless at this time.

Meng Xuanqing's ten fingers flew quickly, and he opened four bamboo tubes, looking at his dazzling gestures, it really didn't make people think that he was an old man who was about to die.

There are five more poisons in the clay pot, a white silver snake, a blood-red scorpion, a black toad, a colorful spider, and a centipede with chopsticks.

The white-clothed old nun's eyes narrowed, and he said, "The art of fighting poison?"

Meng Xuanqing nodded, and said: "This snow mountain silver, Youquan purple scorpion, Hanhai toad, colorful spider, clemat centipede, these five poisons, I have traveled all over the country for thirty years to find hard, I have been raising with poisons, it is not easy to cultivate, passed on to this generation, only these five are fed, today is for Her Royal Highness the princess to take them out." ”

People like Meng Xuanqing have an inexplicable penchant for poisons in the world. The old nun in white didn't understand his paranoia, just as Meng Xuanqing didn't understand why she was so paranoid that she wanted to restore the country, something she couldn't do.

But the old nun in white also understands that Meng Xuanqing is willing to take out these five highly poisonous things today, and he has also made a lot of money.

Meng Xuanqing stared at the fight of the poison in the clay pot, and the old nun in white also leaned over to look at it. Compared with the fight in the clay pot, the expression on Meng Xuanqing's face was more playful.

Every time a poison was killed, he showed a heart-aching expression, but his eyes showed a scorching light.

These five poisons were all collected by him, and he bred them from generation to generation, and he didn't know how much hard work he had paid, but today because of the old nuns in white, he wanted them to kill each other. But equally, he also looks forward to seeing them kill each other and raise a true poison king.

At this time, the five poisonous killings in the clay pot were almost over, and in the end, it was the Hanhai Toad who survived to the end. It squatted at the bottom of the pot, its belly bulging, and it made a mooing sound, which was already very loud, and the pot became a megaphone again. The old nun in white felt a buzzing in her ears.

After its victory, it began to devour the corpses of other poisons, which had been dark all over, but now they were black and red. Although it was only a toad the size of a palm, squatting at the bottom of the clay pot was terrifying.

Bang!

Meng Xuanqing blocked the mouth of the clay pot with a stopper, and inside the clay pot, the toad still screamed, and the clay pot buzzed.

"It's done. Meng Xuanqing held the clay pot in both hands and handed it to the white-clothed nun: "Her Royal Highness the princess is holding this thing, and how many people have been killed." ”

The old nun in white didn't dare to take it, she could know the danger of this poison intuitively. Stunned, she asked, "How to use it?"

"This thing is the poison king who devoured the five poisons, buried it in the soil, and there were no grains within a radius of ten miles, and the poisonous juice that flowed out of his mouth sealed his throat with blood. If the princess wants to deal with Cheng Dalei, she only needs to throw it into the water source, and there are no humans and beasts in a radius of 100 miles. ”

"Grains don't grow, humans and beasts don't exist?" the white-clothed old man paused and said, "Spirit?"

"Uh......" Meng Xuanqing was choked and said, "Probably Ling, my master told me like this, this poison can slaughter the city, but he has not been able to raise such a poison." Her Royal Highness the princess can try it, it may be enough to slaughter a city within a radius of a hundred miles, but it should be no problem to kill one hundred and eighty people. ”

The white-clothed old nun took the clay pot over at this time, she still believed in the ability of the witch doctor in Shuzhong, otherwise, she would not have worked hard to find Meng Xuanqing.

"But be careful, princess, this poison not only hurts others, but also hurts herself. ”

"Understood, I won't touch it. ”

"That...... Once this poison is released, I don't know how many people will die, is it worth it to kill a Cheng Dalei?" Meng Xuanqing still asked the worry in his heart, if the toad poison is released, it will not be Cheng Dalei who will die alone, and the entire toad city will become a dead city.

"Cheng Dalei's subordinates are also all raccoon dogs, and killing them is also to end their sins. The eyes of the white-clothed old nun cooled: "Without thunderbolt means, how can you raise the heart of the Bodhisattva." ”

Meng Xuanqing was silent, he could already see that this princess in white was afraid that she had gone mad since she was obsessed.

Of course, he won't say much, how many things he has experienced in his life, he has already given him an iron heart, and tens of thousands of people have died, which is nothing to him.

"Then I wish the princess success, the mountain road is difficult, I will not be far away. ”

The white-clothed old nun got up with a clay pot, looked at his appearance, and snorted heavily. No matter what he said, he was determined to be a turtle with a shrunken head.

However, by obtaining this poison for slaughtering the city, his goal can be regarded as achieved.