Chapter 680: Birth, old age, sickness and death

Originally, Gu Zhong hadn't figured out how exactly this poison spread to hundreds of disciples of the Temple of Wind and Rain.
The transmission mechanism of corpse rot poison is very spiritual. If you want to maximize the toxicity of the poison, the first person to be poisoned will become extremely critical.
But if this person is Emperor Chu, then everything can be explained. Once Emperor Chu shows any abnormality, Chu Yicheng and Empress Yi will easily be poisoned.
But the other disciples of the Cangshan faction will spread toxins as long as they come into contact with Chu Yicheng.
"Fak"
With this in mind, in order to control the toxin infection, the prince will definitely put the poisoned ones together and prevent them from going out. There is no doubt that such a place is the palace.
However, currently, Emperor Chu died yesterday afternoon, and the person who was infected by him should be able to survive for a while.
"For my own benefit, I even poisoned the palace. With this kind of viral infection speed, the whole palace may have become a dead city."
He Xingyue stood under the city wall and muttered. It was the first time that she had seen such a poisonous poison.
And what kept her silent was the thought of her soul being destroyed and poisoned by the villain. So naturally the hatred was transferred to the poisoned Chu Lin Chengchen.
He was about to step over the wall and was pulled down by the ancient clock behind him.
"Bring this."
Taking the mask that Gu Zhong handed over, he wondered: "What is this?"
"Gaz mask."
"Aren't you afraid of being infected?"
After Gu Zhong finished speaking, he hung the mask on both ears, waved his hand, and motioned He Xingyue to put it on.
Cut ~ This official is the last female official, a poison refined by mere mortals, and you want to hurt me?
However, Gu Zhong in front of him made a grimace, and deliberately wrinkled several lines on his smooth forehead.
Finally, his eyes protruded and he was dying. This is to remind He Xingyue that if he is poisoned, he will not only grow old but also die.
He Xingyue swallowed, forget it, I'll take it. In the end, Gu Zhong was scared to compromise.
.......
In the quiet night, a pair of young men and women shuttled among the magnificent pavilions.
Soon, they stopped in front of a huge palace. Looking up, there was a plaque with the words "Queen's Palace" hanging above his head.
Gu Zhong stared at the plaque for a while, his eyes dimmed. When he first went to the Queen's Palace, Gu Zhong still sighed that no matter which world he went to, such a position as the queen emperor, it was an existence that was admired and embraced by others.
The ins and outs of the palace and the endless stream of visitors seemed to be right in front of them.
It was not the same as this extremely bleak and windy palace in front of me.
"Let's go." I hope it's not too late.
With a "creak", the heavy palace gate was pushed open. There was a rancid smell, and it was not the courtyard with elaborate layout, but the scattered corpses.
Some of them seem to have been dead for a long time, and black corpses are beginning to grow on their bodies, and their faces are like black mosaics, and they can't see the facial features.
There are also some chests that are still slightly undulating, but their eyes are closed tightly, and their faces show pain.
Limbs and limbs stretched out on the cold floor, desperately waiting for death to come.
Even if they heard the sound of the palace door being opened, they didn't even have the strength to open their eyes.
Gu Zhong looked at this scene in astonishment. Regardless of whether the people in the palace fell on the ground, they had any martial arts aura at this time. What's more frightening was that they all had gray hair and wrinkles on their faces. Looks old.
Although he had been prepared before, Gu Zhong was still deeply shocked when this scene really appeared before his eyes. Perhaps they were all young girls before, or guards who were young people.
Now he is so old that his body functions are in a state of exhaustion, Gu Zhong quickly stepped forward, walked to the palace people who still had signs of life, and put a detoxification pill into their respective mouths.
They swallowed passively. After a while, the painful expression on their faces stretched out, smiles of relief appeared, and then they died one after another...
After putting the last pill into the mouth of a gray-haired palace lady, she let go of her hand sullenly, and saw dozens of people die of old age in front of her at the same time, which felt bad.
"It's useless, they are too poisoned."
He Xingyue stepped forward and said, "But your medicine has eased their pain a lot."
The shock in her heart does not need to be less than Gu Zhong. After all, she herself died after being poisoned, but it is not too painful. Compared with the palace people whose vitality is exhausted a little, the person who poisoned her seems to be Kind of?
"Help if you can."
Gu Zhong sighed. It was not that he was compassionate. Everyone was born, old, sick and died. When this process is infinitely magnified and played in front of him by pressing the accelerator key, unless Gu Zhong's heart is made of iron, he will definitely not be able to sit back and watch. Regardless of.
"Da da da…"
At this moment, there was a weak but rushing footsteps in the inner hall. Gu Zhong turned around, just in time to see the owner of the footsteps, his face was sallow, his skin was loose but he had proud facial features.
The moment the man saw the ancient clock, his slightly muddy eyes burst into an expression of ecstasy, then immediately turned into panic, and then ran back like crazy.
Due to the excitement he ran too fast, his front foot caught his back foot, stopped abruptly, and fell to the ground.
Panting in pain, Gu Zhong quickly caught up with the man and reached out to help him up.
The man looked a little shy in front of the ancient clock. He turned away from looking at the ancient clock. Gu Zhong was surprised to find that in this short period of less than a minute, the man's face had several wrinkles and even began to grow. There is age spots.
"Chu...Chu Yicheng..."
Gu Zhong didn't dare to recognize it, but even if a person grows old, his general facial features will not change. Isn't the man in front of him who looks more than sixty years old the prince Yi, the disciple of the ancient leader?
Hearing the voice of Gu Zhong, the man trembled all over, and his breathing became short because he was too excited.
But still facing Gu Zhong with his back, his hoarse voice trembled: "Palm...Head...Don't come."
When he was most desperate, he could see that he thought he would never see again, but he was the only hope in his heart. Chu Yicheng's joy was beyond words, but now he has become old and useless. , The cultivation base is lost, so don't let the head be frightened.
Coupled with people who have been in contact with them these days, the same situation will occur. Chu Yicheng didn't want to harm Gu Zhong.
"Don't worry, this seat is wearing a gas mask."
Gu Zhong gently turned Chu Yicheng's slumped shoulders, and asked him to look at himself squarely, pointing to the mask on his face, and He Xingyue, who wears the mask like him.