Chapter 229

"Just guessing will kill us. Why?" Gu Fenghua asked.

"If you know after you die, you will know the answer. Now, I can't tell you." Zhou Wenjun shook his head and said. This matter is too confidential to let outsiders know, even those who are about to be dead can't say it.

"Well, I see. You can die." Gu Fenghua showed that human and animal harmless, full of pure gentle smile.

"Ha ha ha, boss, you're right. They are so scared that they let us die." The master of tea ceremony was stunned at first, and then, like hearing the funniest joke in the world, he held his stomach and laughed wildly.

It's just a few Dharma saints, the highest of which are only seven grades. They are allowed to die with one soul Saint eight grade and two Dharma saints eight grade. Isn't this the funniest joke in the world? Can't she count, don't you know that the strongest of them are one grade lower than the weakest of her side?

"Today's young people don't know more and more about heaven and earth. Well, let's have a long experience before you die." Zhou Wenjun said and walked towards Gu Fenghua. Facing such a low-level opponent, he didn't even bother to pull out his sword.

"Wait a minute, do you think the tip of your tongue is a little numb, and the foot is also a little floating?" Gu Fenghua asked calmly.

Zhou Wenjun stopped. Gu Fenghua didn't say that he didn't feel it. Now he suddenly found that the tip of his tongue was a little numb, and there was some hair floating at his feet. With the cultivation of his soul Saint eight, this should never happen. He fiercely raised his head, looking at Gu Fenghua, eyes surprised, but also some inexplicable uneasiness.

"Don't be so surprised, it's just the beginning. Next, you will feel numb, and the speed of Shengqi will become slower and slower..." Gu Fenghua's smile is still so soft, even weak.

The sound in Zhou Wenjun's ears was like a lullaby. Unable to stop the numbness of the feeling, quickly surging all over the body, even eyelids began to fight.

"You poisoned us!" Zhou Wenjun forced to bite the tip of his tongue and asked. In his trembling voice, there was a strong fear. The poison was so terrible that even his cultivation of the eighth grade of the Holy Spirit could not be resolved.

"Correct answer, but no reward." Gu Fenghua clapped his hand.

"No way. When did you poison it?" Zhou Wenjun looks at Gu Fenghua in disbelief. Although he has been chatting with Gu Fenghua all the time, he has not relaxed his vigilance for a moment. How can Gu Fenghua hide from his eyes if he wants to poison him?

"Hula!" Just now, the little white flower, which was still lying on the corpse, suddenly jumped up. It changed the old pattern of boiling. The petals stretched out and gave off a full of vitality. A tough vine waving all over the sky, issued the wind Hula Hula.

Although it may not be as fearless as blue blood King orchid, but a little boiling water can't hurt it. The reason why the corpse is lying now is just to cooperate with Gu Fenghua's acting.

"Demon plant!" Zhou Wenjun finally understood that Gu Fenghua's seemingly vulgar little white flower was a demon plant. The sharp thorn of the vine obviously contained poison. When she accidentally dropped the little white flower into the tea just now, she poisoned it by the way.