The woman had never thought that Ye Qingge was so thoughtful and thoughtful. There was hidden edge in her seemingly casual questions and she was careful every step of the way. She had tried her best to answer Qingge's questions in a evasive and easy-to-understand manner, but she still could not escape the arrest of those wise eyes.
At this moment, the woman's heart fell into the abyss.
Thinking of her dying husband, the woman's eyes were full of despair.
Qingge let go of the woman's chin, folded her hands across her chest, and said, "I can't give you the Snow Spirit Pearl. Please tell me, what kind of injury did your husband suffer?"
Nowadays, the only one who has contact with Netherworld Island is a woman. Qing Ge will go to Netherworld Island to find Ye Jingjing in the future. Of course, she will keep the woman who is familiar with Netherworld Island.
Women's words have a great influence on Qingge.
No matter how well-prepared she was, if she recklessly broke into Netherworld Island without knowing it, she would probably end up like those who had experienced it, and have their blood swallowed up by the dark elements.
There was pain in the woman's eyes for a moment. After a moment, she lowered her head and said: "He was not injured, he was just poisoned, Zhangmu poison."
"Cinnamomum camphor poison?" Qingge raised her eyebrows.
"Cinnamomum camphor poison is the most poisonous poison in Netherworld Island." Fu Xi said.
Qing Ge turned around and looked at Fu Xi in surprise.
Fu Xi said: "The reason why Netherworld Island is called the place of death is because of the poisonous barrier in Netherworld Island. Sometimes, the air in Netherworld Island is poisonous. If you inhale it casually, it will affect your nasal cavity and the five internal organs."
The six internal organs will immediately fail. Only those who have been eroded by the dark breath have the ability to resist poison barriers. However, there are still some poison barriers that are their natural enemies. Zhangmu Poison is one of them. The vines of Zhangmu Marsh,
It is almost the same as an ordinary ivy. However, if you crush the leaves of Zhangmuwei and eat them into your body, you will be poisoned. For the first half a year, it is no different from ordinary people. But after half a year, the limbs of the poisoned person will gradually ulcerate. After the skin ulcers
, the five internal organs, six internal organs, bone marrow, and tendons will all be corroded..."
"So poisonous?" When Qingge looked at the woman, the woman had already covered her face and was sobbing.
What pain can be compared to seeing the body of the one you love festering with your own eyes?
At this time, in Qing Ge's body, light white smoke floated in the Immortal Stone. The voice of Marquis Yingwu came from the Immortal Stone and appeared in Qing Ge's spiritual world, "Cinnamomum camphor poison, using the healing power of Snow Spirit Beads and Spirit Stones"
The abilities complement each other and can detoxify them."
Spiritual stone!
Millennium Ghost Jade!
When Qing Ge gambled on stones in Qingshi Town, he got a three-series spiritual stone, which is the Millennium Ghost Jade. It has three attributes: defense, attack, and healing. It can be called a spiritual jade stone!
She has both the Snow Spirit Bead and the Spirit Stone, but...
Thousand-year ghost jade is a rare coexistence of three systems. If you want to summon the jade soul in the spirit jade, the traditional essence-blood contract is useless. You need an ancient thing, the fire crystal!
But there are so many rare things from ancient times that even rare things cannot describe the rarity of the Fire Flame Crystal.
As for the possession of Qingcheng Rui, it is just a blind cat who met a dead mouse and stepped on shit luck.
Although luck is a type of strength, she cannot always rely on luck.
Therefore, after that, the Millennium Ghost Jade was placed in Qingge's realm of nothingness just like a useless stone.
"I can use another method to save your husband's life, but I need... Fire Flame Crystal!" Qingge said to the woman.
"Fire Flame Crystal?"
After the woman was pleasantly surprised, her eyes fell silent, as if they were dead, "Isn't that an ancient thing? How could you get it?"
"So what about the ancient things? It's better to have a glimmer of hope than nothing. I will use the power of the four empires to search for the existence of the Fire Crystal."
At this point, Qingge frowned slightly, "However, it seems that your husband can't wait any longer."
Huo Yanjing may be found, but the body of the woman's husband will not stop festering. Maybe Qingge will find Huo Yanjing a few years later, but the body of the woman's husband has long since festered and turned into a pile of bones.
"One year!"
The woman said: "There is still one year left. If one year passes without finding a way to save him, my husband will really die. Before leaving Netherworld Island, I asked an old man on Netherworld Island to save his heart."
The pulse and vital organs are protected, but with the old man’s ability, it can only be protected for one year.”
"One year?" Qingge lowered her eyes, "Time is very tight."
"Can the Fire Flame Crystal really save my husband's life?" The woman was doubtful.
"The Fire Flame Crystal can't, but when paired with the healing power of the Snow Spirit Pearl, it can turn decay into magic." Qing Ge said.
The Millennium Ghost Jade is her trump card, and she cannot reveal it at will.
What's more, when she used her essence and blood to make a contract with the spiritual jade, there was a huge vision coming from the sky. I'm afraid that now the masters of the major forces are looking for the person who caused such a scene.
If she told the story about the ghost jade, she would have thrown herself into a trap and made a fatal move from which she had no way to escape.
After hearing what Qing Ge said, the doubts in the woman's heart disappeared.
Qingge asked a few more questions, "Has there been a girl in Netherworld Island, followed by a boy? The boy's eyes are as blue as the sea..."
The woman shook her head.
Seeing this, Qingge knew that he couldn't find out anything about Ye Jingjing, so he asked Yinlan to find a room for the woman to live in secret first.
Yinlan is Ye Mansion's maid. When Qingge was in Beiyue, Yinlan was also her personal maid and she was very loyal.
After the housekeeper Lin Chen went out for training, he also arranged the affairs of the Ye family and left Anu to manage the Ye family. Anu followed the lead with Qingge. Later, for the convenience of Qingge, he sent the trustworthy maid Yinlan to
At the disposal of Qing Ge.
After Yinlan arranged the woman's residence, she stood in front of the Qingge Room, a little reserved and a little excited.
No matter how you say it, Qingge is her lady, and she has witnessed Qingge’s growth.
It's just that this young lady is very busy, so busy that she doesn't even have a chance to look at her.
"Yin Lan!" Qing Ge suddenly shouted.
Yin Lan immediately walked in and said, "Master Hou."
"What's this?"
Wherever Qingge Yu pointed, she saw many foxes gathered in the corner of the house. There was a pool of dark purple blood on the ground. The foxes, either white, red or purple, were vying to lick the blood.
In fact, the blood had dried up long ago, but they still licked it with all their strength, like the most delicious food in the world.
After the psychiatrist woman left, Qingge was about to take a bath and rest, but she saw a group of foxes——
Immediately, a shadow appeared in her mind, looming like a ball of fire. It was her little fox.
Yinlan walked in, frowned at the foxes, and knelt down on one knee, "Master Hou, since you went to Jialan, purple liquid has appeared here. I tried many methods but couldn't wipe it away. A piece of liquid in Fengyue Pavilion
Flowers, grass, wood and bricks were all made by Master Qingyang, and even my slaves dare not tear them down."
The strange thing is that the spirit beasts of the fox race are considered extinct in the empire. How can they appear in Beiyue?
After Qingge left Beiyue, Fengyue Pavilion was always cleaned by Yinlan, and she never saw any foxes.
Suddenly, a snow-white fox swayed its buttocks and bumped up to Qingge, as if it wanted to crawl towards Qingge. However, the chubby ball of flesh fell to the ground with all four limbs in the air, turning over.
Shameless and extremely cute.
As if she remembered something, Qingge's eyes softened a little, and she held the little fox in her arms.
The little fox licked Qingge's hand.
Qing Ge's eyes trembled, she glanced at Yin Lan and said, "Please step back first. There is no need to stay vigil outside the door. Go back to your room and have a good rest."
Yin Lan hesitated, saying she was worried about Qing Ge's safety, but with her strength, even if the assassin came, it would only be a disservice.
Yinlan left bitterly.
The moment the door closed, Fuxi, who was sitting on the table, came close to Qingge and touched the fox's fur. Suddenly, the docile and well-behaved fox grinned and roared at Fuxi fiercely.
It seems that its gentleness only belongs to light singing.
"Sister, do you know the Demon King?" Fu Xi asked with a smile on her lips.
Sing quietly.
"The demon king's blood is scarlet. If the demon king's power is added to the blood he releases, the blood will turn into a noble dark purple. In three months, this pool of blood can give birth to fresh life.
A race whose lives are similar to those of the Demon King..." Fu Xi said.
Qing Ge's hand stroking the fox fur froze.
Are these foxes left by Ji Yue?
"But you know, the blood of the Demon King is rare and precious. Losing a pool of purple blood is equivalent to pulling out a bone from his body. The pain and loss of strength are unimaginable."
Fu Xi meaningfully glanced at the foxes who were all gathered at Qing Ge's feet and squeezed their heads "for a hug", and said.
Qingge opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she could only remain silent.
That person seemed to know sooner or later that he was going to leave, so he used his blood to breed a purebred fox to accompany her instead of him.
Qingge's heart seemed to be torn open and painful.
But this pain is not one ten thousandth of what he felt.