Chapter 173

Name:God-slaughtering King Author:Si Shen
"Explode and die..."

Nanmen Feng couldn't help laughing bitterly.

From the first time he used such a trick, he guessed that it might produce such a result.

But what can Nanmen Maple do?

If he doesn't use such tricks, he will be dead.

He has no choice.

"Well, I'm going to Tianfeng city in the north. I know you're also from there!"

The little monk tentatively tilted his head and said, "together?"

"Is it the same way?"

Nanmen Feng was surprised again and was stunned for a full moment.

Nanmen Feng knows that relying on his body at the moment, let alone returning to Tianfeng City, I'm afraid he can't even go out of the desert. Although he loses face, it's the best choice to work with the little monk.

"Little bald lad, you don't have any conspiracy!"

Nanmen Feng stared at the little monk's pure and clear eyes to see if the boy was playing tricks with him.

"Almsgiver, you are too worried. There are so many villains in the world!"

The little monk shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

"Cut!"

Nanmen Feng glanced at his mouth and said, "you can help, but I didn't ask you, so I don't owe you, and you don't think I'll repay you in the future!"

Pooh

Nanmen Feng's words made the little monk laugh again. Immediately, his palm stood in front of his chest. With a burst of formula, a bunch of white light like a bright moon came out of the Rosary Bead on his wrist.

With the roar of a tiger, the white light gradually condensed into shape.

It is the vehicle and weapon of the jade tiger king in the mausoleum, a huge white jade tiger.

Although it is much smaller than the one in the mausoleum at the moment, Nanmen Maple can feel from the strong smell of wild animals that this white jade tiger is the one in the mausoleum.

"This complaining tiger without entity, why does it have entity now?

"Why did the little bald lad change his master?"

Nanmen Feng was so surprised that he looked at the little monk and found that he couldn't understand him more and more.

The little monk didn't care about Nanmen Feng's question. He directly held Nanmen Feng's arm and jumped on the back of the white jade tiger.

The roar of the tiger sounded again, and the two men and the tiger quickly went straight to the north.

……

Thousands of miles away, cold and summer.

Heavy snow and east wind roared. Today is the date for the contestants of zhenwumen Yulong list to release the list. There are only two people left in the building of Nuo University.

"Cough, cough..."

Du Li Pavilion, enjoying the flying snow in front of the door, raised a desolate smile that saw through life and death.

At this time, Du Li's skin color was very strange, black and white, and there were countless black poisons in his flesh and blood, which were eating away his remaining vitality.

Not far from him, as a good friend in his youth, he drank hot Shaojiu to ease his grief.

"Bang!"

The gentle and courteous man who was drinking suddenly smashed the wine pot heavily on the ground. "His master is almost in the coffin, but none of those bastards showed up. How unreasonable!"

"I'll catch them and beat them up now!"

Wen Lianggong was so angry that he directly picked up the long knife and walked outside the door.

"Brother Wen, forget it... I just want to be clean now..."

Du Li smiled and shouted Wen Lianggong, "today is the day of releasing the list. There will be a thousand disciples fighting the Yulong list in the three mountains. No one will not be attracted!"

"Let's forget other disciples, but what about nanmenfeng? You're his adoptive father. He didn't show up for half a month. Did he fall into a pit and drown?"

When it comes to Nanmen maple, being gentle and courteous is a flaw.

These days, he has searched Tianfeng city and Zhenwu gate, but he has never seen the shadow of maple in the south gate.

The adoptive father doesn't have a few days to live, but the son is still missing. How can Wen Lianggong not be angry?

"It's all Providence..."

Du Li looked up at the sky and showed a relieved color. "Since the moment I ate the blood ghost's palm, today's thing has been doomed!"

"Damn, damn!"

The more relieved Du Li was, the more Wen Lianggong blamed himself and became angry. He hugged his head and roared, "I'm in vain. The Wen family is known as the first pharmacist family in Tianfeng city. There's nothing I can do about this little blood poisoning!"

be at a loss what to do?

Not necessarily!

At this time, a joking man's voice came, and the voice trembled slightly, as if it was some ecstasy.

"Who is talking wildly and doesn't show up soon?"

The gentle and respectful mood was extremely bad. At this time, it was like finding a pouring mouth and looking at the gate of the courtyard with resentment.

"This voice, isn't it..."

Du Li also woke up from drowsiness.

Dressed in white and green gauze, the posture of Xiaona pinting, whether in behavior or the smile between Daimei, is showing a woman's noble and elegant state.

On the woman's side, followed by a middle-aged man with a big and thick hat.

A tall, powerful and graceful man is walking towards the hospital.

"Who are you..."

Wen Lianggong could not help but feel angry when he saw that there was a smile between the two gestures, but as soon as he finished, Du Li behind him didn't know where to pour out his strength and sat up straight.

"Qing Yao... Why are you here?"

Even if the woman covered her face with green yarn, Du Li could see her real body at first sight.

After all, what about the elder brother who doesn't know the younger sister?

"Brother seven..."

Qingyao wept with joy. Her starlight eyes turned red. She quickly crossed the gentle and respectful and hugged Du Li's shoulder.

Brother Qiwang?

Wen Lianggong was suddenly stunned and immediately opened his eyes. "Is this woman my royal highness, Princess Qingyao of the Dayan imperial dynasty?"

"You silly girl, don't let go quickly. How old are you? Why are you still like a little girl!"

Du Li pushed Qingyao away like an angry monster. Senbai's terrible face finally raised a long lost comfortable smile.

Who doesn't want to be accompanied by relatives when people are dying?

"Brother Qiwang, Qingyao won't let you die..."

Qingyao's red eyes showed a firm color, and immediately took out a small wooden box from her waist.

"There is only one thing in the world that can detoxify you. I went out of the Palace this time just for it!"

Qingyao handed the wooden box to Du Li's eyes.

On one side, Du Tian finally put down his mind and put his hat under his head.

On a resolute face, there is a huge scar that almost runs through the face. He is the general of Du Li, the seventh Lord.

Detoxification?

With a sudden shock, Wen Lianggong hurried to Du Li. "Princess Qingyao, did you get the legendary poison eater?"

"Although the process was a little difficult, I got it after all!"

Qingyao smiled with endless joy in her eyes.

"Poison eater..."

Wen Lianggong was shocked and burst into laughter, "brother Du, you are saved, you are saved!"

Laughing, Wen Lianggong grabbed the wooden box in Qingyao's hand and wanted to see what the legendary poison eater looked like.

"I... Have... Saved..."

Du Li looked at Wen Liang Gong with empty eyes.

He looked for the poison eater for ten years, but when he gave up resistance, it appeared in front of him.

He thought it was a dream, not true.

squeak

The wooden box was opened eagerly by Wen Lianggong, and a small blue bottle suddenly appeared in the wooden box.

Even if the bug in the bottle is very small, it can be clearly seen by the warrior with strong soul power perception.

I saw that this strange looking little insect had dozens of feet and was as transparent as jade.

Seeing the real face of the poison eater, the color of gentle and respectful ecstasy suddenly turned dull, the body suddenly softened and unconsciously retreated a few steps.

"This... Is not a poison eater..."

"What?"

As soon as he said this, Qingyao and Du Tian were shocked and angry. On the contrary, Du Li smiled bitterly again. He had expected such a result.

"Brother Wen, don't joke with Qingyao..."

Qingyao was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "I captured it from the main Tomb of an ancient Yi tomb. It can't be fake!"

"Mr. Wen, take a good look again. Poison eaters can never be fake!"

Du Tian also looked like a cat with its tail stepped on. His face became ferocious because of fear.

Poison eating insects are related to Du Li's life. They are both Du Li's relatives. They can't be in a hurry.

"Oh... Oh..."

Wen Lianggong looked at the little bug in the jade bottle again, and his face showed a smile that was hard to see. "The real poison eater has a red sand in its vest, but this bug word does not. Although it is somewhat similar to the poison eater, in fact, it is just an ordinary lice..."

"Lice...?"

Qingyao was impatient and grabbed the jade bottle. "At that time, I saw with my own eyes that there was a red mole in the lower abdomen of the poison eater, and I specially tested it with soul power. It must be a poison eater. It can never be other..."

Qing Yao's words were not finished yet, but his eyes looking at the jade bottle suddenly stagnated.

"It's not the one I got..."

Quiet

The sound of falling snow.

Hoo Hoo

Qingyao's breath suddenly became rapid, her eyes, including her pink jade neck, were becoming more and more red, and her chest kept undulating up and down

She was originally a Royal Princess, a representative figure of the etiquette of the whole country. It's hard to imagine that she would look like this at this time.

"Damn little thief, he switched packages for me..."

Princess Qingyao is extremely angry. She cares more about the life of brother Du Li than being teased.

Unforgivable, unforgivable!

Boom

The jade vase with the wooden box turned into flying debris in Qingyao's hand, and the green yarn covered on her face fell at this moment.

This is a beautiful face, as noble as the painting scroll of the Danhe River, and as elegant as the blooming lotus.

However, there was endless anger and resentment on this face that skillfully grabbed the sky.

"I must kill you!"

When her anger reached the extreme, Qingyao's eyes gradually burst into tears, and her whole body burst out with fierce killing intention. Then she ran recklessly to the door and to the desert city thousands of miles away.

She doesn't know Nanmen Feng's life or where Nanmen Feng is at this time, but if she doesn't kill Nanmen Feng, her anger will never subside.

For more than ten years, not only Du Li, although she was in the palace, she was always thinking about the news of poison eating insects.

Finally had the result, also finally got this dream thing.

But in the end, he was abducted by an unknown boy.

How can Qingyao not be angry?

"Du Tian, follow up..."

Qingyao leaves angrily, and Du Li drinks it quickly.

Du Tian vaguely guessed the reason of the matter and looked at Du Li again for a long time. His resolute face showed a unwilling but helpless color.

"Lord, take care!"

The voice fell and Du Tian roared away.