Chapter 302

Qin Lang knew that it was difficult to find the noon spike in the forest, so he didn't stay here. Anyway, he came here just to prove that his conjecture is right.

Later, Qin Lang went to the house of Jinxiu forest community and "visited" Feng Kui in the basement. Then he threw the prepared poisonous snakes to Feng Kui. Feng Kui was so hungry that he killed and ate these snakes.

In addition, Feng Kui's own consciousness passed quickly. Qin Lang remembered that when he turned him into a poison man yesterday, he still had some memories of his own. But now, Feng Kui has almost become a real corpse. It seems that the poison family's method of making poison slaves is really powerful! This progress is much faster than Qin Lang thought.

"Black sheep! You are a black sheep! "

At this time, Qin Lang's ear thought of the voice of the old poison again. He went up to have a look. He didn't know when the old poison had appeared in the living room.

This old poison really came and went.

"Old poison, I say you don't want the ghost to float around like this, will you?" Qin Longbai glanced at the old poison, "you just said that I am a black sheep. Where am I black sheep?"

"It's not easy for you to get a puppet worm. You've tempered such a second product with a puppet worm!" The old poison snorted discontentedly, "what's more, you give the ring of insect spirit to a woman as a birthday present. You are a black sheep!"

"Since you all know it, but you didn't stop it, it means you still understand my practice." Qin Lang smiled and said, "besides, Feng Kui is also a strong man in the realm of internal breathing. It's good to turn him into a poisonous slave."

"Good? You say it's not bad. It's just outrageous, you know? A mole ant in inner breathing state, how can you describe it as "the strong"? It's a joke! " The old poison snorted.

"I said old poison, you don't need to measure anyone with your eyes, can you?" Qin Lang tit for tat said, "yes, Feng Kui is a fart in your eyes. But in my eyes, he is a strong man. Do you know that it took me a long time to capture Feng Kui alive and then turn him into a poisonous slave! "

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"well There's still a little point in saying that. " The old poison nodded and said, "after all, with your present Kung Fu, it's good to capture Feng Kui alive and successfully turn him into a poison slave. What's more, it's easier for you to train your hands with this kind of rubbish, and then turn more powerful people into drug slaves. "

"That's what I mean!" Qin Lang snorted, "besides, this time was very smooth. Feng Kui's consciousness was completely lost soon, which was shorter than the time recorded in the book of poisons."

"Nonsense! I've told you that Feng Kui is a rubbish and the worst drug slave. His kung fu is so poor, of course, his consciousness will be lost in a short time. The stronger the Kung Fu is, the stronger the willpower is. It's not easy to be a real poisonous slave. But Feng Kui's Kung Fu is very weak, so it's easier to be tempered. Do you understand such a simple truth? Or, do you think that you are a once-in-a-century genius, so it's so easy to refine poison slaves? In Lao Tzu's opinion, refining poison slaves is almost the same as cooking. The recipes and materials are complete. As long as you are not a fool, you should be able to make them. "

"If you compare it to cooking, then you should know that even if all kinds of recipes are popular, there are not many people who can really count as chefs and make a good dish. So, I made a poisonous slave at the first time. Shouldn't that be a genius? " Qin said tit for tat.

"If it's genius to feel good about yourself, then you are indeed genius!" The old poison gave Qin Lang a look, "unfortunately, genius is not so defined. If you have to think that you are a genius, then I can only tell you that without the guidance of Laozi, even if you are a genius, now you are not a fart! "

"Old poison, if you say so, you indirectly admit that I am still a genius. In this case, I won't mind with you. Old poison, I know that every time you appear, something must happen. Come on, what is it this time? " Asked Qin Lang.

"In fact, this time I'm here to show my appreciation for what you have done before. In particular, you have successfully dealt with the assassination of a Tang clan assassin, and you are fully capable of killing each other, but you have not done so. "

"As I said just now, I'm a genius once in a century." Qin Lang snorted, "continue to praise you."

Qin Lang knew that the old poison would not continue to praise him. Sure enough, the old poison then said, "since you are so talented, I don't know if you can do one thing."

"Old poison, you don't need to use any provocation. If you fart, let it go." Qin Lang saw that the old poison smiled a little indecently, and immediately felt that what the old poison said next must not be a good thing.

"Don't be so impatient, hehe..." The old poison's smile became more and more obscene. "In fact, it should be a wonderful thing for you. At least, in my opinion, this matter is beneficial to you without any harm, and it should be very in line with your temperament. "

"You've got a lot of crap!"

"Well, I'll be straight." The old poison said, "I've proposed a marriage to you."

"What!" Qin Lang jumped up from the sofa and stared at the old poison in horror. "What do you say? What's the name of your proposal! I'll wipe it. When did I ask you to propose for me? "

"I'm your master, and I'm also the patriarch of poison clan. Is it necessary to tell you about this matter first?" The old poison snorted heavily, "what's more, don't give me any money to be cheap or to be a good boy. As for your boy's character, I've understood it very well. Eight words - eat the bowl and look at the pot. You dream of three wives and four concubines, right? So, what does it matter if I propose marriage to you? If this happens, you will have a beautiful wife. Isn't that what you dream of? As for whether you have the ability to let these women coexist peacefully, it's obviously not my concern. "

"Wait --" Qin Lang interrupted the old poison, and said solemnly, "old poison, although I'm dreaming of the day when I have three wives and four concubines, I have to make it clear that the women I hold on to must be my favorite, not your arranged marriage! If I'm as shallow as you think, let alone three wives and four concubines, I can support ten or eight with direct money, and I need you to mention any relatives. "