Zuan jumped and said in a deep voice, "I can't understand what you're talking about. Mr. Ma, have you got paranoia?"

At the same time, the eyes began to look around, and the muscles of the whole body were quietly tight, ready to move at any time.

Ma An laughs: "eleven adults this is to prepare to kill people, also right, for you embroider clothes emissary, have the right to cut first and then play."

Zuan's voice also cooled down: "are you coming to my house to say such a lot of inexplicable words?"

"I came here to confirm your relationship with gold medal 11, of course," Ma An said. "I wasn't sure at first, but after seeing your reaction, I'm sure now."

Zuan's eyes narrowed: "Mr. Ma seems to have no fear. Aren't you really afraid of any accident here?"

Although the other side is judged by the supreme hospital, the supreme hospital is not good at cultivation. Judging from the fluctuation of his vitality, he is only the first level of cultivation. Since he knows that he is the gold medal 11, how can he find the door alone?

"Our hospital has never been interested in fighting and killing. As the saying goes, medicine and poison are not separated. Since we are good at treating people, we are also good at poisoning people," Ma An said, glancing at the candle on the table. "Do you feel weak and empty now?"

Zuan's face changed, and he rushed out. As a result, he flew to the middle of the sky and fell down heavily: "you... You poisoned, mean!"

Seeing his angry face, Mi Li can't help sighing. If she didn't know that he was invincible, she would have been cheated by his reaction. This guy is really a born performer.

Ma An naturally couldn't know the truth. Seeing his reaction, he showed a smile on his face: "it's all murders. You kill with sword, I kill with poison. How can it be mean? People are more powerful than animals because they are good at fake things and use their brains. "

As he spoke, he touched his temple with his hand, and the sarcasm in his voice was beyond expression.

Zuan asked weakly, "what kind of poison are you? Why are you so powerful?"

Speaking of his pride, Ma an immediately came to the spirit, and took out a dark porcelain vase from his arms: "this poison is named Bingxin xuepo, which I got from an adventure in my early life. After being poisoned, my whole body is as if in the ice and snow, body action, vitality operation, and finally even my heart and soul will be frozen and unable to move."

"Even if the master was poisoned, his life would be hard to protect. Don't say that you have this cultivation now." Ma An's face showed a trace of flesh pain, and carefully put the porcelain bottle into his arms, "planted under the strange poison that the master can't resist, you can be regarded as a proper death."

Zuan was secretly frightened. He described the poison so badly that he didn't know whether the effect of all kinds of poisons brought by Hongmeng primitive Sutra could be carried.

He quietly ran some vitality, and really felt that a trace of cold and gloomy air had penetrated into the four limbs, but it was quickly dissolved by the Hongmeng Qi in his body, and there was not much abnormality on the whole.

He was relieved, and then took the opportunity to ask: "you and I have no injustice or hatred, why do you want to harm me like this?"

"No injustice, no hatred?" Hearing this word, Ma An's expression suddenly became distorted. "Twenty years ago, my brother died in the hands of a gold medal embroiderer. Every time I see your gold medal embroiderer, I want to get along with him quickly. How can I be regarded as having no injustice or hatred?"

Rage from Ma'an + 444 + 444 + 444

He felt his strong complaints. He did not make complaints about the political problems in the imperial palace. He even recruited such a problem into a hospital.

"But it's not me who's harming your brother. I've only been in Beijing for a long time, just to make soy sauce." Zuan tried to see if he could get rid of himself. Otherwise, it would be too depressing to fight with others for such unreasonable reasons.

"Shut up, you embroiderers all deserve to die!" Ma An's eyes were a little red. "It's a pity that Cheng Xiong is too useless. Last time he came to Taiyuan hospital to ask about the withdrawal of all kinds of drugs, I hinted that there was something wrong with the gold medal 11. Instead of killing you, he was killed by you."

Zuan's heart suddenly, no wonder that Cheng Xiong can find out where he is, and Zhu Xie's heart also doubts me. It turns out that this guy is behind the scenes.

He said in a deep voice: "but the embroidered messengers are all acting according to the emperor's will. Do you want to revenge the emperor?"

Ma An said with a smile: "I'm not stupid. Naturally, I don't dare to find the emperor. I just need to kill you gold medal messengers. This is the oath I made in front of my brother's grave. I've removed three of them in succession over the years, and you're going to be the fourth one."

Zuan

Before all the gold medal embroiderer boasted so much, the result was stolen home do not know, really shame ah.

This guy has such a big complaint. Is he a brother lover?

He couldn't help but say: "you killed several gold medal messengers because of this. Do you know it's a disaster of killing the family?"

"When you're dead, who knows it's me?" Ma An sneered, obviously did not take it seriously, "but if you obediently answer me a few questions, I can let you die a little painful."

Zuan sighed: "today I'm planted here. Go ahead, what do you want to ask?"

He also wanted to take this opportunity to find out the intelligence behind the other party. He always felt that it was not so simple. Which of those gold medal embroidering messengers were not the best with profound cultivation and careful mind, how could they be easily plotted by him?

"Does the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra you dedicated to the emperor really have the function of longevity?" Maan looked at him eagerly.

Zuan sneered: "how, even you are greedy for longevity?"

"Don't worry about it, just answer me yes or no!" Ma'an was a little impatient.

Zuan said in a deep voice: "of course, you can live forever, otherwise how can the emperor give me a title."

"It's true. That's troublesome." Ma An muttered to himself.

"It's none of your business whether the emperor can live forever. Do you want to replace him?" Zuan was puzzled. He was not qualified to participate in Ma'an's cultivation. Suddenly, he said, "there is someone behind you."

"Smelly boy, now I ask you, not you ask me!" Ma An snorted, "what happened between you and the crown princess?"

Zuan looked at him: "who is behind you, the king of Qi?"

Ma An was angry: "what qualification do you have to ask me now?"

Rage from Ma'an + 66 + 66 + 66

After that, he was still angry. He kicked him at the waist with one foot. Half way, he suddenly got a fright: "why don't you have frost on you..."

He hurried back, but it was too late. On the ground, the dying Zuan suddenly moved and grabbed his ankle.

Ma An subconsciously kicks with his other foot, trying to break free from his opponent's confinement. At the same time, he tries to take out the poison from his arms and throw it. Unfortunately, a huge suction comes from his ankle, and he feels that his whole body is flowing to his ankle like an avalanche.

He could not help but be shocked: "what are you... Evil skill..."

When it comes to the back, he is already weak. The feeling that his body is hollowed out in a short time will make people extremely weak.

Zuan absorbed all his accomplishments with Taotie Tianjue, and then released his hand. This kind of feeling of absorbing people's power and enriching oneself is really cool. I'm afraid I can't control it and I'm not careful to become a public enemy in the field of cultivation.

"It's impossible... It's impossible... Even the master can't help ice heart and snow soul. Why are you... OK." Ma An was lying by the wall. His hair, which had been glossy before, was withered, his face was obviously thin, and his mouth was slightly white. At this time, he fell into the extreme doubt of life.

Zuan naturally didn't have time to talk to him: "Mr. Ma didn't expect to take turns in Feng Shui so soon. Now it's me asking you instead of you asking me. Tell me, who is the master behind you?"

Ma An said with a bitter smile: "there is no reason why you don't wet your shoes when you often walk by the river. In fact, I had long thought that one day I would be planted in the hands of gold medal messengers, but I didn't expect that it would be you, a novice. But if you want to get information from me, I advise you not to be paranoid. "

"Well, there are so many hard bones in the prison of the embroiderer. I haven't seen them yet. I can't open my mouth." Zuan sneered.

Ma An said lightly: "when I decided to attack the gold medal emissary, I knew that sooner or later there would be such a day, so I would be banned in my body. Once the torture reached a critical point, I would break my heart and get rid of it completely. Don't doubt that I can't do this."

Zuan frowned. This guy's bold and fearless manner was mostly true.

But he didn't worry: "do you think I can't do without torturing you?"

A white light flashed in the room, and a woman with the beauty of reversing all living beings appeared in the room out of thin air.

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Passing a section of the road in Turpan, every time the service area of the navigation reminder arrived, I found that there was only a parking lot. After passing for several times, I finally realized that there was no service area on this road at all. The parking lot was the service area. Going to the toilet could only be solved in the field, regardless of men and women, Along the way, I saw some tough truck drivers directly on the side of the road, swinging in the direction of oncoming cars. Women are more particular about it, and they hide behind small mounds

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