Huo Zheng came to the research room quickly.

Standing at the gate, he felt very heavy. So far, he has not found a prescription for the medicine.

In the research room, there was a loud noise.

Huo Zheng can no longer take into account the small emotions, quickly push the door in.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, pungent to the extreme.

Huo Zheng's pretty eyebrows frown. The situation inside is very messy. Although Huo Zheng doesn't know what happened after he left, it must not be a good thing.

"Second uncle."

The lab is empty.

Huo Zheng goes a few steps further inside. In front of the door of the storage room blocked by the barrier, Huo Xiao is half on the wall, his clothes are covered with blood.

He, so lifeless, let Huo Zheng's heart sink faster.

Huo Zheng slowly close, put his hand together in Huo Xiao's breath, no time, he felt so much pressure.

The hand stretched out is the weight of a thousand gold.

Every point forward, it takes his best effort.

Click, the door opens instantly.

Huo Zheng's hand was also caught.

Huo Xiao, who was dying, slowly opened his eyes.

Pale handsome face, thin lips stained with trace of blood, looks so sick beauty.

The beauty is earth shaking.

"Second uncle."

Huo Zheng exclaimed in shock. He thought that

It's better not to be alive.

Huo Zheng's eyes turned red instantly, and the nervous tension in his body was at the moment, and finally relaxed.

"I'm still alive."

Husky voice, calm posture.

"Well, what's going on?"

Huo Zheng refers to the research room, how with the devil into the village like, was rampant without a good inch.

And Huo Xiao is more embarrassed, covered with blood.

If not, he would not have thought Huo Xiao was dead.

He Yisheng, who came in, quickly picked up Huo Xiao and found Zhang Shangqi's chair for him.

"Look, you've made it. There's no place to sit."

It seems that the words of accusation contain inexplicable happiness and joy.

Huo Xiao hasn't opened his mouth, Huo Zheng can't help it.

"What's going on here?"

"Second uncle, is he OK?"

"Is the medicine good?"

But the potion was a trap.

If he Yisheng looks at Huo Zheng with deep meaning, "Huo Qingtian is dead."

"What?"

He just left for a while, why Huo Qingtian died?

He Yisheng said, "it's very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly."

"Only after you left, Huo Qingtian came out, which was also destroyed by him."

"I have checked thoroughly. Huo Qingtian should be gone. He was killed by the potion."

Medicine?

Is it really that potion?

"But the potion is a trap. When we go to the village of the living dead, we can't find the person who took them to get the potion. It's a person who died ten years ago."

"That place is a hoax."

Since it is a fraud, whether it is to deal with Huo Yingfeng or Huo Xiao, it should be fatal.

Is it Huo Xiao who killed Huo Qingtian?

"Well, my second uncle is completely OK?"

If so, then the scam is also a good one.

Just, he Yisheng shakes his head, "Huo Qingtian is dead, but Huo Xiao's genetic disease is aggravating."

"The prescription of the medicine must be known, otherwise it will not live for half a year."

For a year, he was still struggling to hang.

If you can't find the prescription, Huo Xiao's life, he can't help it any more.