Chapter 1879： The first one will kill you!

Yes, this poison is very ferocious. Just staying in the same place can be contagious. What if those disciples who looked good were also poisoned?

Or just in case, call all the disciples over.

"Father, it's Xun'er's fault, so I'm going to summon the disciples outside the Juying Hall." After speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

Liao Fusheng watched his son leave and pursed his lips.

He didn't care about the life and death of those disciples. He just thought that the porcelain bottle in his arms was so small that after using it once, there would be no next time.

If one of the disciples in the valley is leaked and there is no detoxification, will it be spread to the entire disciples in the valley?

He didn't want to take such a risk.

Moreover, he didn't believe what the woman said, in case the detoxification in this porcelain bottle has some unknown secrets, those disciples who are poisoned take the detoxification powder, and there is no abnormality, he will be willing to open the staccato stone space.

He did this to ensure his own safety.

Soon, the Great Elder heard the news, and he was the happiest one.

Originally, he was in retreat and refining medicine. As long as the owner of the valley did not send someone to look for him, he would not have been poisoned at all. He was also implicated by the owner of the valley.

Now that he learned that he could detoxify, he immediately asked his disciples to help him to Juyingtang.

On the other side of the third elder, there was still a sigh of relief. When he was in a daze, he was carried by his disciples to Juying Hall.

Outside the Juying Hall, there was a large open space. When everyone gathered here, a high fire had been set up in the middle.

"Liao Xun, are all the disciples in the valley here?"

Liao Guzhu stood on the high platform and asked his son if he would not allow any of his disciples to come.

"Go back to my father, all the disciples in Guzhong are present, and there is not one left." Liao Xun replied.

He even escorted the slaves and others in the valley here to prevent anyone from being missed. After all, this was closely related to his life, and he didn't want to make any mistakes in his own hands.

"Very well, let's light it up."

Liao Guzhu nodded in satisfaction and instructed his son to nod.

"Yes, father."

Liao Xun responded and threw the torch in his hand onto the pyre.

As the fire gradually became bigger, a foul smell rushed towards everyone's nose, almost making everyone nauseous.

"What kind of smell is this, why is it so bad?"

A disciple couldn't help but want to cover his nose. It was too unpleasant. He was thinking, if he continued to smell it, would he be fainted directly?

"Shh."

A disciple beside him made a silent motion.

"Do you want to die? If you are heard by the owner of the valley, you will be the first to die!"

Everyone smelled this unpleasant smell, and even the Valley Master didn't frown. Why do these low-level disciples feel unpleasant?

If these words were heard by the owner of the valley or a few elders, they might feel that they were squeamish.

At that time, it will not be driven out of the poison valley, but will be directly obliterated.

Because the disciples who joined the Poison Valley cannot betray the Poison Valley unless they die. Once they betray, they will be regarded as the traitors of the Poison Valley, and they will be hunted down until they die.

"Let me just say, don't you think this smell is worse than poison?" The disciple was not poisoned at first, but after smelling the smell, his face turned pale.