Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Chapter 179

Han Qingming's feet lightly, the whole person is like a huge dark red butterfly, and then fall to the cliff. "Master Han's lightness skill is much better than master Mingyue's," he praised softly However, there is only lightness skill. Compared with Mingyue childe, who is deep in mind and changeable in mind, the ill scholar doesn't pay much attention to Han Qingqing. As long as you promise not to kill Han Qingli for the sake of Mingyue childe, let the pavilion master not be easy to explain.

"Zhuo Jing." Ye Li frowned and looked down at the edge of the cliff, only to see the clouds rolling, not to see the scenery below. This cliff is more than twice as deep as the cliff under the black cloud peak. It's impossible to go down to the bottom of the cliff with lightness skill. Dark three reached forward and reached out of the cliff. A silver silk thread was attached to something and quickly went down the cliff. After a while, he saw that dark three slowly took back the silk thread and wrapped it on his palm. He turned to Ye Li and said, "young master, it's at least 100 Zhang to the bottom of the cliff, and The cliff is very smooth. " Ye Li pondered, a hundred Zhang is nearly 300 meters. The cliff is still smooth, and there are not many plants and plants. Obviously, it can't grow naturally. It seems that the moth of the sick scholar did not take the wrong place.

The sick scholar looked at the movement of dark three, and a trace of curiosity flashed through his eyes. He was about to open his mouth. A figure came out of the cliff and fell to the ground in a panic. Just after landing, before he had time to breathe, Han Qingqing began to scold, "sick scholar! Wait for me. If you kill me here, I promise Tianyi Pavilion will pursue you to death! " The sick scholar's face did not change. He didn't seem to put Han's threat in the background of his eyes. He asked in a cold voice, "what's next?"

Han Qingqing sneered, "what's up? There's a fart. Even if there's something wrong with your lightness skill, can you get down to it? Don't expect me to take you down, unless you want to fall to pieces with me Looking at the sick scholar's frown, Han Qing sneered maliciously.

It seems that he has just met with danger under the cliff, which makes him forget his fear of the sick scholar for a while, and can only calm his anger and fright with sarcasm.

"Brother Han." Ye Li called in a deep voice. It's no good to make a sick scholar angry at this time.

Han Qingqing is not an impulsive person. He was reminded by Ye Li and quickly suppressed his anger: "there is a sea of flowers under the cliff, but I guess those words are poisonous. There are a lot of poisonous snakes in the flowers, and there are some skeletons inside. I don't know whether they fell or were thrown down by people. But in the middle of the cliff, there is a big hole in the ground about seventy feet, which seems to be an entrance. But... " Looking at the sick scholar with a smile, he said, "the cliff has been deliberately dealt with. Basically, there is nothing to borrow from. I was not joking just now. With my lightness skill, it is impossible to take a person down without falling to the bottom of the cliff full of poisonous snakes and poisons. And the three of you If you want to go alone with your lightness skills, it's just a delusion. " Speaking of his lightness skill, Han Qingqing is very proud.

"No wonder we didn't have a guard all the way. Are we sure we can't find the way?" The sick scholar pondered. If Han Qingming, who was not the master of lightness skill just now, was afraid that any of them would be dead end, "there must be another way. I don't believe that all those people are masters of lightness skill." "That's natural. Do you think it's easy to practice the peerless lightness skill? But Even if there is another way, you can find it now? " None of them is a master of the mechanism, not to mention the southern Xinjiang they are not familiar with. What's more, those Southern Xinjiang people are not idiots. Can they still sit there and wait for them to find their way in.

"You..." The sick scholar frowned at Han Qingqing, who quickly hid behind Zhuo Jing, even his head was too lazy to pry out, "don't look for me, even if I can get in. I'm really bad at martial arts. I guess I can't use lightness skill even if it's really an entrance. I can only scare the snake when I go alone

"What in the world is so important?" Ye Li asked with a frown.

"Do you have a way?" The sick scholar looked at her with a frown.

Ye Li did not answer, and repeated his question, "what is it that you are looking for?"

The sick scholar snorted coldly. Only one of the three people there wanted to catch Chu Junwei. It was unrealistic to threaten him. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "it's a kind of strange poison."

Hearing this, several other people's interest immediately reduced by half. Han Qingju said curiously: "the young master himself is famous for his poison technique. What kind of poison can make you feel excited and do harm to his body?" The sick scholar grinned coldly, his eyes twinkled with a sinister light, and said, "a kind of Poison that can make people live but not death. " Ye Li is interested in what kind of poison can make people live or die. There are many painful ways in the world. There is no need to risk looking for strange poisons. As for what is impossible to survive but not to die, if a person really wants to ask for more, how can it be impossible to ask for death? I don't die just because I live with expectation and care. However, Ye Li's heart leaped with the evil of the sick scholar's eyes, and he had a vague idea in his heart.

"The young master himself is the master of poison art. Why take the risk to find some strange poison?" Ye Li's indifferent way.

The sick scholar gave a short smile, which was full of malice and malice. Then he coughed, "yes, I have a lot of good things, but that's not enough The most painful poison in the world is in southern Xinjiang. Ha ha... "Ye Li looked at him with wide eyes, and his voice rose slightly with some strange words: "it's said that the most painful poison in the world is duanchang Gugu Dan. The poisoned person will break his liver and intestines, and his bones will be broken, and he will die in 77-49 days. Is there anything more terrible than him? " "Yes, duanchang HuGu pill is really poisonous, but it needs to be taken orally, and it has a very heavy medicinal flavor. Even the use of other taste cover up can not deceive the master of medicine or smell sensitive people. But this is not the same. The poison made of it is really colorless and tasteless. It only needs a drop to make people fall into hell and never be able to live beyond life! "

"You Luo Ming Hua?" Han Qing asked curiously.

The sick scholar sneered and said, "do you think there are only youluoming flowers in southern Xinjiang? Compared with the youluoming flower which is hidden in the holy land of Southern Xinjiang, this is the real and unique treasure - biluohua. "

"Biluohua?" Han clear a face at a loss, "the name sounds quite elegant, but did not hear of." The sick scholar disdained to hum a voice, Ye Li Cu eyebrow, light way: "on the poor blue, down the yellow spring." The sick scholar said with a smile: "yes, the name of this poison is really bilaohuangquan."

"Sounds like nothing." Han Qingming said. Compared with what kind of broken intestines and rotten bones, the name is simply poetic.