Chapter 932： Want to bully the weak?

"Lord Xueyang is really romantic, what is this called, a peony flower is dead, and a ghost is also romantic? But a peony with a blue nose and a swollen face, thanks to the Lord Xueyang, it can be eaten.

Still caught without any precautions, this is really... a cow! Special cow! ! "

He gave Xue Fangyang a thumbs up, and how provocative his expression was, only Xue Fangyang himself could understand.

Xue Fangyang was almost vomited to death, and Shang Ningluo was the biggest black spot in his life.

He can finally understand why Shang Ningyi hates Qian Jiyun so much, I'm afraid it's also in Qian Jiyun's hands, he has suffered a loss, right?

"Qian Jiyun, Fu Ming, you can do it, you can do it!"

His eyes turned back and forth between Qian Jiyun and Fu Ming, and he said to them through gnashing of teeth.

"Qian Jiyun, give me a nice word, do you want to give this antidote or not?" he asked.

"What kind of antidote? Does the blood yang lord have anything to do with us? There are quite a few pharmacists in your camp. If you are poisoned, ask them to refine the antidote."

Without Qian Jiyun replying, Fu Ming took Xue Fangyang's words.

"It is said that the people in the Xueyang camp are so powerful, and how many alchemists are there, why did the Xueyang lord go to Zhanyun camp to seek medicine instead?

This is really incomprehensible, the blood sun lord, is it the alchemist in the blood sun camp who died overnight? "

"Fu Ming!"

Xue Fangyang gritted his teeth and stared at Fu Ming, took a step forward, and wanted to shoot at Fu Ming.

But Qian Jiyun also took a step forward and was ready to deal with him at any time, so he had to endure the moment.

He secretly calculated the time, it should be time, his people should be coming soon, and when the time comes, he will see how Qian Jiyun will deal with his people.

He also wanted to see if Qian Jiyun would not be so stubborn about handing over the antidote when the time came.

"Very good, it seems that you are toasting and not eating, and you want to eat fine wine? Qian Jiyun, do you think Zhanyun Camp will be able to deal with Xueyang Camp for a few rounds?"

he questioned coldly.

"It depends on whether the Xueyang lord has the ability to take action." Qian Jiyun looked at him with a smile and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xue Fangyang's eyes darkened.

At this moment there was movement from one side of the Zhanyun camp, and a group of guards rushed here, wanting to kill anyone they saw, and killing people behind their backs.

However, he was avoided by the guards in the camp. Several guards attacked one at the same time, and he was slightly injured before coming to Xue Fangyang's side.

"Lord, here we come."

Only one of the guards was injured, and they came to Xue Fangyang's side.

Seeing them coming, Xue Fangyang was confident, looked up at Qian Jiyun, and asked in a deep voice, "Qian Jiyun, this lord will give you another chance, will you hand over the antidote?"

"Is this trying to bully the weak?"

Fu Ming raised his brows, looked at the group of guards behind Xue Fangyang, and saw that the shadow also retreated towards Xue Fangyang.

He roughly counted the number of guards in the camp. If there is a real fight, it may not be an opponent, but the premise is that there will be a lot of casualties.

"Second brother, what should I do now?" he asked Qian Jiyun.

At this moment, Xue Fangyang is also waiting for Qian Jiyun's plan. To fight or not to fight is just a word from Qian Jiyun.