After losing my memory, I became a group pet

Sima Yao fell to the ground, the severe pain made him twitch instinctively.

Sima Ji's eyes showed ecstasy. He knelt down on one knee, grabbed Sima Yao's hair, and said word by word: "You monster! You have been poisoned for so many years. You have never had any problems. Today, I finally got rid of you. Found your dead spot!"

He pulled off Sima Yao's single clothes and saw the wound that was deteriorating at an accelerated rate. Sima Yao wanted to stop him, but his hands were tied behind his back, so he could only let the wound be exposed to the air.

Sima Ji nodded with great satisfaction, showing a hunter-like attitude, and squeezed his nephew's chin, "A Yao, where did you get this wound? Don't worry, third uncle will help you look." After finishing speaking, Without thinking, Sima Ji lifted the realgar wine and poured half of it on Sima Yao's wound.

Sima Yao screamed in pain and struggled subconsciously. As soon as the wine touched the wound and the two contacted, boiling foam was produced and turned into a trace of white smoke.

The area of ​​wound necrosis was larger.

There was a trace of cruelty in Sima Ji's eyes, and he was ready to kill, so he rolled up his sleeves and ordered, "Do it."

Several servants looked at each other, and one of them timidly said: "But, that lord said that his life cannot be taken."

As soon as the words fell, the servant was kicked to the ground, and then a dagger was placed on his neck. Sima Ji was furious, "Whose slave are you! I let you do it!"

Frightened by their master's power, several servants took out concentrated poison.

Sima Yao was already dying, seeing the poison in the hands of the servants, his pupils constricted, he moved his body back, but was held down by someone, the servant tremblingly said: "Master Sun, if you go to the underworld, don't make things difficult for the brothers... "

The poison was poured into the festering wound, and Sima Yao's mouth was tightly covered with both hands. His whole body twitched, and the stress response was intense, but he couldn't make a sound, and red bloodshot eyes were all over his eyes.

Beads of sweat flowed down the snow-white neck towards the chest, the heart was beating violently in the chest cavity, and the demon blood almost overwhelmed reason at that moment!

But by chance, a servant rushed in in a panic, "Master, it's not good, the emperor is here and wants to see Young Master Yao."

Zhen... Zhen slave?

Sima Yao collected the demon power, forcibly suppressed the venom, and prevented himself from returning to his original shape. The price was that his injuries became more serious, and mouthfuls of blood spit out from his mouth. After driving him away, without support, Sima Yao fell to the ground again.

Sima Ji frowned, "It's so late, what is he doing here?" He glanced at the people on the ground, sneered, grabbed Sima Yao's hair, and sarcastically said, "You monster, don't think that the fledgling man The little emperor will save you when he comes, come and lock him in the secret room!"

In the living room, Yan Wuji always felt tight in his chest, Xiao Tongzi said: "Your Majesty, you have been restless along the way, are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Wuji shook his head.

At this moment, Sima Ji changed into new clothes, and walked over with a smiling face like Maitreya Buddha, "I didn't know the Holy Majesty was coming, so I lost my way in welcoming him, and I ask the Holy Majesty to forgive me."

This was disrespectful, but Yan Wuji didn't take it to heart, "Where's brother Yao?"

Sima Ji looked distressed, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and A Yao is ill again, so he has already gone to bed now."

"Is he very ill?" Yan Wuji stood up, "I'm going to see him."

Sima Ji stopped him, "Your Majesty, after all, there are many female relatives in this back house. The minister was away for the past two days. You forced your way into the back house and spent the night in Ah Yao's room. Pregnancy will not only lose the face of the Sima Mansion, but even the Holy Majesty will lose face as well."

Xiao Tongzi said angrily, "You are so courageous!"

Yan Wuji stretched out his hand to stop it, "Lord Sima is right, I was the one who was abrupt. It's already getting late, and Lord Sima please pass these gifts on to Brother Yao."

"Natural nature."

On the way back, Xiao Tongzi cursed and said, "It's too much, we're all here, and that old thing turned us away."

Yan Wuji said: "He's right, it's really unreasonable to break into other people's back houses at such a late hour. In this way, you two come here."

The three of them gathered together, Xiaodouzi clapped his hands repeatedly and shouted "The emperor is wise".

At the same time, Sima Ji returned to his room, and there was a person standing in the room, from the back, he was eight or nine feet tall.

He closed the door, lit the candle, and then knelt down reverently, "I am honored by the villain."

The people in the room turned around, several skulls collided at the waist, and the nostrils of the lizard sesame seeds opened and closed.

That person is none other than the poisonous lizard.

The poisonous lizard hesitated and sat down on the chair, "How did you do what I asked you to do?"

"Returning to my lord, he passed out shortly after the villain locked him in the secret room. Your lord's power is boundless, and the realgar wine really suppressed that monster to death. Don't worry, your lord, I will definitely find a suitable one." Time to expose the monster's true colors in front of the Holy One."

The poisonous lizard narrowed its eyes, stretched out its claws suddenly, and grabbed Sima Ji's neck, "But how did I hear that you didn't obey my order and wanted to poison him to death in private?"

The claws gripped tighter and tighter, and Sima Ji's eyes almost burst, "Xian... Xianzun, please spare me, I will never dare again..."

"You want to hurt him even with your little bit of poisonous poison? Fortunately, the little emperor came over suddenly today, otherwise you will ruin my event!"

Sima Yao covered his neck and kowtowed again and again, "I understand, Xie Xianzun, please forgive me."

A small porcelain bottle was thrown in front of Sima Ji. He raised his head in confusion, but he heard the poisonous lizard planning in his chest: "Don't you want poison? I'll give it to you. Take this bottle of medicine and apply it on his wound."

Sima Ji held the small porcelain bottle in his hand, only to hear the poisonous lizard shout: "Why don't you go soon?"

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately set off to the underground secret room.

In the secret room of Sima's house, water droplets dripped down the stone wall to the ground, forming shallow depressions.

There is no sunlight in this place all year round, and there is only one ventilation hole that can let some light from the sky pass through.

Dark, damp, and cold are synonymous with this place.

Sima Yao's hands were chained to copper rings on the wall. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and he fell into a coma.

In the brazier on one side, the charcoal was affected by the moisture and did not burn vigorously.

A ladle of cold water was splashed on Sima Yao's face, and it slid down his hair onto his face. His eyelashes trembled slightly, he coughed twice, and weakly opened his eyes.

Sima Ji held the ladle handle tightly with his right hand. When he came down with the porcelain bottle, he saw that the wound on Sima Yao's waist had festered badly. He thought he was dead, but when he saw Sima Yao wake up again, his eyes instantly He raised his anger.

He threw away the water ladle roughly, grabbed Sima Yao's hair, gritted his teeth with nothing but hatred in his heart, and said, "Monster! The meat is rotten like this! Why are you still alive!"

The word "immortality" almost became Sima Ji's nightmare.

The means by which he got the position of Patriarch back then were not open and aboveboard, but fortunately no one knew about it.

But as Sima Yao grew up day by day, those old men in the clan actually brought up the fallacy of the original family and the separation of the family, and wanted him to return the position of Patriarch to Sima Yao who was born as a descendant.

"Those old ones! Sitting and eating all day long, the Sima family's prosperity all these years is due to my contribution, Sima Ji'an, and now it's just that this little bastard has grown up, and he wants to kick me away and abdicate? "

How could Sima Ji bear this bad breath!

So over the years, he tried his best to poison Sima Yao. The poison that blocked his throat when he saw blood fell into Sima Yao's teacup. He watched him drink it again and again but nothing happened. But when he used the same poison Feed the poison to others, and those people immediately become corpses.

When he dreamed back at midnight, he could dream that Sima Yao was poisoned by him, but when he woke up the next day, he could still see that person walking around alive and kicking.

Of course Sima Yao understood what this person was thinking, and couldn't help but sneered provocatively, and said contemptuously, "Because the dirty and sad plan has not been achieved, are you angry from embarrassment?"

His voice was very soft because of his weakness, but the power hidden in it was like a sharp blade, hitting people's hearts directly.

"Things that can't be put on the table."

This was the only evaluation given to the third son by Old Master Sima when he was alive.

Sima Ji was really furious, picked up the whip from the torture rack, and whipped it at Sima Yao.

Under the torn single clothes, bright red welts overlapped on the snow-white skin, which had a desolate beauty.No matter how strong the falling whip was, Sima Yao always had a calm smile on his face, half of his cheeks were illuminated by the firelight.

"You...is that all you can do?" Sima Yao said disdainfully, "It doesn't hurt."

Sima Ji threw away the whip and replaced it with the past, he really had no choice but since the window paper of hypocrisy had been punctured today, between the two of them, only one would survive.

The small porcelain bottle was taken out, Sima Yao walked to Sima Yao's side, and said with a sneer, "Good nephew, don't say that third uncle doesn't love you, when you die, third uncle will definitely report to the sage, let him read The past love will bury you in glory."

After speaking, he pulled off the lid of the porcelain bottle and poured the venom into Sima Yao's wound.

At that moment, the venom rushed into Sima Yao's limbs and bones along the blood vessels. It was not a poison in the world... it was a poison specially designed to subdue demons!

"This... who gave it to you?"

These were the last words Sima Yao said before staying awake.

The next moment, horny scales emerged slowly from Sima Yao's temples, his black eyes radiated a faint green light, his originally fair skin became pale and bloodless, his legs twisted and fused together, turning into a snake tail .

Waves of violent demon power swept across the entire Chang'an, causing the situation to change color, lightning and thunder.

The iron chains and copper rings on the wall snapped, and were shattered into powder under the impact of the demon force.

Sima Ji stood still, unable to move, leaving a puddle of yellow liquid under his feet. He raised his head and saw a huge snake eye staring at him.