Chapter 1126

I know there are many follow-up troubles after killing Qi Yi. After all, Qi Yi has been in the saint devil cult for so many years and it's hard to explain why he killed.

But Ning Shu chose to kill Qi Yi without hesitation.

The protagonist's life force is so tenacious that he missed a good opportunity and didn't know what would happen.

If Qi Yi could not be killed at that time, he would surely escape. Once he released the tiger back to the mountain, he would bring a large number of famous sects to encircle the saint devil cult, as in the plot.

"Brother..." Ning Shu said.

"The night birch says lightly:" call this holy master

Ning Shu:

"Master, Qi Yi is a spy. He also coaxed me to find Guiyuan Shenggong for him." Ning Shu said.

Night birch picked up eyebrows, did not speak.

"Joke, Qi Yi was brought back by the old master. How could he be a spy?" The old man said with a trembling face, his eyes deep in his eyes staring at Ning Shu.

"I can prove, brother Master, give me ink, paper and inkstone. " Ning Shu said.

Night birch waved, and a maid prepared to come up.

Ning Shu took a pen and wrote on the paper, "I've got it. Now I'm looking for a chance to leave."

Ning Shu's handwriting is very messy. After all, her handwriting is different from Qi Yi's.

Ning Shu lets the maid catch the pigeon, which Qi Yi raised.

Ning Shu put the paper in a small bamboo tube, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and let the pigeon fly.

The dove fluttered away.

After doing these things, Ning Shu said to Yehua, "there should be an echo later."

Night birch waved and asked the maid to take away all the food on the table. Looking at Ning Shu, she said, "I remember that you were so happy and admired Qi Yilai before. How could you kill him?"

"You don't have to kill him. It's best to catch big fish." Said the nightbirch.

Ning Shu: ah

Protagonist this kind of creature, not completely destroyed, play off is always their own.

"If you like it, you can imprison Qi Yi. Why kill him?" Night birch stands up.

There are flying clouds embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs of his black clothes, which flash with luster as he moves around.

Ning Shu didn't pay attention to Yehua's clothes. Instead, she heard Yehua's words about the prison. Her mind was full of sleeping slots. This prison should not be the kind she thought.

Don't forget that people don't bleed. Scholars can kill famous and decent sects. In the future, they will be the leader of Wulin.

I'm imprisoned. What can I do if I run away? It's safest to kill. And Qi Yi is killed in the original task.

What's the right way and evil way? Only when people are in the right way, can they divide the right from the evil. Some people kill people for the sake of the world.

The righteous will also do what the demons will do, and cheat.

Isn't that what Qi Yi did to Hongye, and where can he go.

"Don't you admire Qi Yi's jade faced young man very much?" Night birch approached Ning Shu and asked lightly.

"But he doesn't like me," said Ning Shu, throwing his mouth. "His sister will kill him in anger."

Nightbirch:

Yehua turned to the old ghost and said, "this matter will be explained to the ghost elder. If Qi Yi is really a spy, the ghost elder should find another apprentice."

"Yes, Lord."

Ning Shu left the hall and went to the yard of elder Shen, a poison doctor.

When I arrived at elder Shen's residence, I just heard the ghosts crying and Howling inside, moaning and groaning in pain, just like the purgatory on earth.

And the air is full of herbs.

Ning Shu stood outside the door, put his hand in front of his mouth and shouted to the room, "elder Shen, tell me where there is no poison. I want to come in."

There are poisons all around elder Shen, and all kinds of poisons are different. Although Ningshu can be poisonous, he doesn't want to be poisoned himself.

Elder Shen is studying madmen. There are all kinds of strange poisons. It's better to die than to die. Ningshu is willing to bow down.

Mr. Shen devoted his whole life to the cause of making drugs.

"It's everywhere. Come in and I'll give you the antidote." Elder Shen's voice came from the room. It was hoarse.

When there was no medicine man, elder Shen tested the poison with himself, and his throat was poisoned.

Ning Shu:

Ming knows that it's poisonous all around, and she still goes there, which can't be described.

Ning Shu came into the yard with his mouth covered and nose covered. Several people in the room were tied to the board.

Some skin is green, their hair is gone, some skin is festering.

To want to die and not to die is torture.

The whole Saint devil sect is Shen Chang's oldest and most perverted. There are basically no outsiders in this yard.

Elder Shen makes these things every day.

Ning Shu reaches out to elder Shen, "give me the antidote."

"No poison, I lied to you." Elder Shen said hoarsely, his voice was hoarse like sandpaper scraping on the ground, which made people uncomfortable.Ning Shu felt the pulse for himself. There was no sign of poisoning, but Ning Shu still didn't believe in elder Shen.

The brain of the researchers is not very normal.

Especially the fanatical elder Shen.

If you don't make poison, it will damage the mechanism of your body. Obviously, you are less than 40 years old, your hair is white, and it's almost finished. Your thin hair is standing on your head with balls.

I can't figure out why this girl is so crazy.

Elder Shen ignored Ning Shu and was pouring a bowl of black and thick things into the medicine man's mouth.

Yaoren's face is loveless, and tears flow out of his blind eyes. Elder Shen laughs.

Ning Shu:

Ning Shu asked elder Shen, "Mei Wu sent me a piece of dough. Shen Lao, how do you deal with it? Can you use it to change your appearance?"

Elder Shen gives you a box. Ning Shu takes a look at elder Shen, opens the box, and sees that there is a mask inside. The mask has the texture of the skin, even the eyelashes.

The skin floats in the potion.

Ning Shu carefully twisted out the skin, a thin layer, really thin as cicada wings.

"Old Shen, can I use this mask to change my face?" Ning Shu asked Shen Lao.

"Yes, but it's not the skin of your body after all. Wear it for a period of time. Let the skin breathe and soak in the potion, or it will rot." Said elder Shen.

"Then I'll try." Ning Shu put the mask on his face.

But it's just how to wipe the uneven, Ning Shu made it for a while, and then the skin of his face is suitable for his own face.

Ning Shu takes out a small copper mirror and takes a picture. It's human skin. It's not easy to see the flaws.

Ancient technology is not bad.

Ning Shu looks at Qi Yi's face in the mirror. He doesn't ask for more images, but only needs seven or eight images. After all, Qi Yi arrived at the saint devil cult when he was 11 or 12 years old. Now that he has grown up, it's normal for him to change his appearance a little.

Ning Shu touched his throat. There was no Adam's apple. There was also this chest. It was a big one. No one could see it. It was the treatment of the hostess.