But at this moment, without waiting for the peachwood sword to approach, the black-robed man just stretched out a hand, and it was broken in an instant.

The next moment, Wang Badan's short and fat body was also grabbed by the black-robed man, and then thrown out heavily.

"If it weren't for your sneak attack on this seat, with a mortal like you, you wouldn't even want to touch the clothes of this seat!"

A hoarse voice sounded, accompanied by the muffled sound of Wang Badan's body breaking a tree branch and then falling to the ground, and a terrible wail.

"Ouch......"

Zheng Qiandu couldn't bear to look at it directly, but he held a bag in his hand, which was given to him by Zhong Kui, and it could only be opened at a critical moment.

"Open the poison source, as long as you can carry millions of undead resentments on your body, your divine root will be completely polluted, and you will be able to become like me at that time!"

As he spoke, the black-robed man had already walked over and bent down to grab Zheng Qian.

But at this moment, Zheng Qian suddenly opened the bag, and a red light inside suddenly rose, and then drilled into Zheng Gan's chest.

An extremely hot feeling quickly swam in Zheng Gan's body, at that moment, the original injuries on Zheng Gan's body were quickly healing, and he felt full of strength, even if it was an African elephant standing in front of him, he was confident that he would knock it down with one punch.

The plague god was also stunned, and he stared at Zheng Qian with a strange face.

Although after coming to the mortal world, in order to avoid the patrols of the day and night wandering gods, most of the divine power in his body could not be exerted, but his keen sense of crisis sensing was still there.

From Zheng Qian's body at this moment, he smelled a strong threat.

"Whew!"

The plague god quickly retreated, and a drop of mucus containing his natal poison source was spewed out by him, this kind of venom, ordinary mortals will turn into a white bone in an instant, even if it is a real immortal, it will be quite tricky to encounter.

However, before that trace of mucus could touch Dao Zheng Gan's body, on Zheng Gan's chest, a dazzling and devastating essence burst out in an instant, almost blinding the human eye.

The next moment, Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly appeared in Zheng Gan's hand, he took a step forward suddenly, let out a loud shout in his mouth, and then, slashed down.

"Whoa!"

A huge energy fluctuation shook rapidly, the space raged, and a semi-circular arc of energy fell heavily on the plague god's chest.

"Bang!"

The plague god flew out upside down at once, and Zheng Qian also fell heavily to the ground and fell unconscious, but before he fell unconscious, Zheng Qian clearly saw that a dark green mark erupted from the mouth of the plague god, and suddenly stood on his chest.

It wasn't until the moment he lost consciousness that Zheng Qian knew that the tips given to him by the Heavenly Master of Daring Love were so powerful.

By the time Zheng Qian woke up, he was already lying in the hospital, and Zhao Sheng was on the side, his face anxious.

Seeing that Zheng Qian had woken up, he hurriedly asked, "You should be able to tell me what you know now, right?"

Zheng Qian's face smiled bitterly, "Have you been to the western suburbs forest farm?"

Zhao Sheng nodded, "I've been there, there was a murder over there, and two people died!"

"One has been dead for more than ten days, and the body has only been found recently, and the other has not been dead long ago, with broken hands and head!" Zhao Sheng explained.

Zheng Qian was silent for a while before he said, "Who sent me to the hospital?"

"A Taoist priest, but now left!" Zhao Sheng said.

Zheng Qian paused and continued to ask, "What did you find in the forest farm in the western suburbs?" He must know to what extent Zhao Sheng is currently in control of the information in his hands, only when this is confirmed, can he say what he should say, and resolutely not say what he should not say.

"I only know that there was a murder!" Zhao Sheng said honestly.

"That'...... What about that waterfall, have you found anything?" asked Zheng Qian.

Zhao Sheng froze, "There are some dead fish in the waterfall, and some dead animals?"

Zheng Qian breathed a long sigh of relief, made up a lie, and said: "It's a werewolf, a child who has lived in wolves since he was a child, grew up, and the wildness in his body was stimulated, so he killed people everywhere!"

"What did you say?" Zhao Sheng's face was full of incredulity.

Zheng Qian didn't dare to say that he was a plague god, and it was reluctant enough to say that he was a werewolf.

"I've researched, that toxin should come from an unknown plant, that werewolf lives in the mountains and forests all year round, and it's normal to be familiar with these!" Zheng Qian said.

Zhao Sheng had no reason to question it, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "Then can you describe the portrait of that werewolf?"

Zheng Qian nodded and promised that he could go to the police station for a portrait after he was discharged from the hospital.

Soon after Zhao Sheng left, Wang Badan came in.

"It's better not to let too many people know about this matter!" Wang Badan muttered to himself.

Zheng Qian looked at Wang Badan, and felt more and more that he couldn't understand this person, since the last time he helped the Heavenly Master catch that ghost baby.

"Don't look at me like that, you're still worried about your own life!" Wang Badan walked over and tore open Zheng Gan's clothes, and at this moment, a black spot appeared on his chest, above the image of the originally lifelike Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the black spot was still moving, slowly moving towards the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, wanting to devour the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, "What is this?"

"This is the poison source of the plague god, although Fang Tian's painting halberd is an artifact, but after all, now that Lu Bu is gone, it is difficult to really block the erosion of the poison source, at most three months, at least a month, you may die!"

Wang Badan's voice continued to come.

Zheng Gan's face changed suddenly, he kept rubbing with his hands, trying to wipe out the poison source on the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, but it was impossible at all, the skin on his body was rubbed red, and it had no effect at all.

"I'll go, Wang Badan, do you have any way to save me? I don't want to die yet!" Zheng Qian shouted anxiously.

Wang Badan glanced at Zheng Gan, "Although I don't know how your last move injured the plague god, but I think that the plague god must have been injured by you, that is to say, in the next month, he will not appear, and to cure you of the poison of this poisonous source, except for the plague god himself, no one else can do anything, even if it is a real immortal in the sky, there is nothing to be done!"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, if this is the case, then won't his little life be over?

"However, there are exceptions to everything...... Speaking of this, Wang Badan looked at Zheng Qian, "I will calculate a hexagram for you, your life is big, and it will not stop here!"

"Then have you calculated for me, who can save me?" Zheng Qian asked with a depressed face.