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Chapter 908 Dead Soul Insect

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    In the east city of Yuanqing City, inside a large house.  Mr. Zhuang opened his eyes, shook his dizzy head, slowly regained consciousness, and found himself slumped on a chair with a backrest.  Recalling the memory of last night, I was shocked.  I was drugged and kidnapped!  "I've taken the liberty to invite the old gentleman here to see Haihan." A burly man stood not far away and said calmly, but there was no sincerity in his tone.  "What do you want me to do?" Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief.  This strong man tied himself up and asked for something.  "One of my brothers has been poisoned by a strange poison. Please take action yourself." The strong man stepped aside, with a bamboo recliner placed behind him.  A middle-aged man in gray clothes was unconscious. His skin was black and blue, but his face was fair and rosy.  This poison?  !  Mr. Zhuang¡¯s expression changed.  Isn't this the strange poison in Lao Liu?  ¡°Everyone who escaped from the Sheshan Camp was infected with this strange poison.  I heard he can detoxify.  Many people came to ask for medicine.  ¡° I guess it¡¯s the same this time, it¡¯s just that the method of inviting people is displeasing to people.  After all, it is a human life, and he immediately said: "I have to go back to Chongsheng Church to get" "What do you need, old gentleman? What do I have here." The strong man interrupted him and pointed to the side room next to him.  Mr. Zhuang looked along his line of sight.  A huge tan medicine cabinet takes up the entire wall.  On the brown wooden table in front of the medicine cabinet, there were stone medicine grinders, copper medicine mortars, silver needles, leather gloves, and special knives. The table was filled with tools he had never seen before.  He even saw his own medicine cabinet!  "Old sir, let's do it." The strong man said indifferently with his hands behind his back.  Mr. Zhuang murmured for a moment, looked at the strong man's cold eyes, and his heart sank.  This person is not a good person!  The symptoms of the middle-aged man on the bamboo chair and Liu Yuanjing are almost the same. They are caused by the same kind of strange poison.  He opened the medicine box and picked up a white porcelain bottle in the corner.  It was the potion in this bottle that allowed him to successfully cure Liu Yuanjing.  Opening the cork, Mr. Zhuang¡¯s expression changed.  He suddenly remembered that he had been continuously treating strange poisons recently, and just the day before yesterday, the potion in the porcelain bottle had been exhausted!  "Is there any problem?" At some point, the strong man came behind Mr. Zhuang and said condescendingly.  Mr. Zhuang: ""  When the lanterns first came on, in the dim night sky, a black shadow flashed across the roof, like a big bird, swift and silent.  Su Zhong first came to the backyard of Chongsheng Church.  Chi Chi Chi¡­ A series of crisp sounds came from the waist bag.  This is a soul-chasing bug, a tracking bug he caught from Sheshan and specially cultivated.  He quickly circled around the Chongsheng Church.  Only in the east direction did the soul-chasing insects chirp.  In order to get Liu Jingshuang to practice her martial arts obediently, Su Zhong fought with her and planted a lot of gadgets on her.  Among them is the Thousand Miles Soul Locking Incense that specifically marks people.  As long as you walk through it, you will leave traces and be captured by the soul-chasing insects.  With the guidance of the Soul Chasing Insect, Su Zhong turned into a black lightning and disappeared into the increasingly dense night. ?¡­ ?¡°It¡¯s not cured yet?¡± the strong man asked.  Mr. Zhuang¡¯s forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. After a busy day, he had just used the Hui Yuan Needle again, and he was very tired.  "I said that if you lack the main ingredient, you can only use other things to replace it. The effect is hard to say." "Really?" The strong man was noncommittal: "Then let's change a patient." "There are still patients? This poison can't be delayed, hurry up  Move over here immediately, I'll stop the spread of the poison first!" Mr. Zhuang said anxiously.  "This is actually not poison, it's called white-headed poison." The strong man walked up to the unconscious middle-aged man.  "Its predecessor was called the Death Soul Insect, and it was one of the ten holy insects of the Black Sky Sect." The strong man stretched out his hand to hold the middle-aged man's neck: "It can coexist with the host and guide the energy and blood to nourish the spirit. It was originally used to  Quickly understand the secret method, the ultimate secret medicine of retreat. " "After I cultivated it, I used its strengths to eliminate its weaknesses, so I came up with the white-headed poison. " "It can drain people's energy and blood and use it to strengthen their spirit.  An ordinary person's life can produce a strong soul comparable to a three-transformation warrior." The strong man grinned, showing his white teeth: "Aren't you awesome?" "Click!  A strong man breaks a middle-aged man's neck like a cucumber.  If nothing happens, take back your hand.  "You!" Mr. Zhuang's expression changed drastically.  "As people get older, their minds tend to become confused. Let me help you wake up." The strong man said coldly.  With a flick of the finger, a ball of black powder as big as a peanut rose into the air: "This is a special Gu insect with outstanding effects. In the past, even the big shots in the sect could not enjoy it."   Like a living creature, the powder flew up in the air and landed on Mr. Zhuang's nose in the blink of an eye.  Mr. Zhuang only felt an itch on the end of his nose, as if he had been stung by a mosquito. By the time he waved his hand to swat it away, it was already too late.  The black powder turns into a sharp thorn and penetrates into the skin along the pores.  After only a dozen breaths passed, he felt his brain cleared up.  The vague medical skills and pharmacology in my memory became clear.  I have found ideas for difficult and complicated diseases that I couldn't figure out.  Thinking quickly, the brain seems to be back to its prime!  Raising his hand to look, the skin on the back of his hand slowly turned black and blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.  He didn't need to look in the mirror to know that his hair was slowly turning white.  "I can't cure the white-headed poison." Mr. Zhuang calmed down now.  "You will figure it out." The strong man clapped his hands.  A little girl was pushed in.  "Xiaoshuang?!" "I have been observing Chongsheng Hall for more than ten days. She seems not to be afraid of the white-headed poison. She has been in contact with Liu Yuanjing, but has never been infected." The strong man stared at Liu Jingshuang with interest.  Mr. Zhuang couldn¡¯t help but feel his heart skip a beat.  Looking back now, Liu Jingshuang was the first to contact Liu Yuanjing, but she was always safe and sound.  The strong man took off a thumb-sized jade gourd from his neck.  Pull out the cork and place it in front of Liu Jingshuang.  A cloud of gray powder rose up from the gourd, and rushed towards Liu Jingshuang's door like a baby bird returning to its nest. Before she could struggle, it was like rain falling from the sky onto the dry land, and disappeared in an instant.  The strong man stared at the little girl, not missing any subtle changes.  ¡°The jade gourd contains a high concentration of white-headed poison.  If we really let it out, a small bottle can wipe out a small village!  After inhaling so much white-headed poison, is this little girl still immune?  Gululu Liu Jingshuang suddenly heard a rumbling sound in her belly.  The strong man became more and more excited and couldn't help but take two steps closer to observe carefully.  Liu Jingshuang opened her mouth.  Uh A long, loud burp with a strong garlic smell suddenly exploded!  Strong man: "" Liu Jingshuang: "" Mr. Zhuang: "" Mr. Zhuang looks weird.  It tastes a bit familiar.  Liu Jingshuang's face was red, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in: "Why did he poison me again?" "Hiccup? Is this worthy of being called poison?" The strong man's face turned slightly dark.  Anyone who gets hit by garlic-flavored burps is not happy.  The strong man is called Fu Qinhu. He looks like a martial artist, but he is actually a rare poison master.  "I started to be exposed to poison when I was sixteen. It only took me five years to master all the poison recipes in the secret palace. I also worked hard for five years. I found that there is a limit to the poison that can kill you!" Fu Qinhu's eyes were filled with traces.  Silk fanaticism.  "Only living poisons can continue to grow and change endlessly!" White-headed Gu is the culmination of eight years of intensive research.  "Poison? It deserves to be called uh" Same tone, same taste.  Fu Qinhu: "" Liu Jingshuang: "" Mr. Zhuang: "" Why don't we kill all the people in front of us, Fu Qinhu thought coldly.  Liu Jingshuang¡¯s eyes lit up.  Uncle Zuo is here!  "Which friend is here to have fun with Fu Mouren!" Fu Qinhu's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.  A burly figure walked out of the night. The lanterns in the corridor swayed in the wind. Under the candlelight, the figure stretched out a projection that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, like a monster. ????? Fu Qinhu¡¯s face was solemn.  Inverted triangle body shape, extremely swollen muscles.  This person is really fierce: "Friend, I came here late at night, I don't know what you are doing. Can you calm down for a moment and come with me to talk?" As he spoke, he turned sideways and raised his hands, with a serious face, making a respectful gesture.  Su Chong: "" "No, it tastes bad!" Fu Qinhu: ""
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