Because Meng Li took out the medicinal powder from his body and sprinkled it on them, the medicinal powder was inhaled into their noses with a pungent smell.

This medicinal powder will only be dizzy and dizzy when it is simply smelled, so Meng Li didn't want to kill them, but wanted to keep them as cannon fodder.

There's always something to resist.

Even the woman was hit, and Meng Li's body touched the woman's gun a few times back and forth.

The woman's body softened, and she glared at Meng Li:

"What are you doing?"

Meng Li took the antidote earlier, and it doesn't matter if she inhales, she said:

"The more you talk, the weaker your body becomes."

The woman quickly closed her mouth.

Stared at Meng Li resentfully.

Meng Li looked at a group of people lying on the ground, stared at her, tilted his head and asked:

"Do you really think I'm that weak?"

Hei Zhuang and the glasses were shocked, and at the same time there was a sense of finishing.

They looked at Meng Li's eyes with a hint of pleading, as if they were begging Meng Li to let them go.

The fat man said that he had been stunned by a series of operations on ginger tea.

Ginger also said that he was in a complicated mood, thinking that there would be a fight, and it would be very dangerous, but he didn't expect it to be solved so easily.

When will ginger tea play poison?

Meng Li threw the fat man a bottle of medicine, the fat man opened it, and Meng Li said:

"Eat it."

The three fat men ate obediently, and the medicinal powder in the air slowly sank to the ground, and the fat man said:

"Let's tie them up."

"How long does this last?"

Meng Li glanced at the fat man, and the fat man didn't dare to speak for no reason.

didn't move, more than a dozen people were lying on the ground, they had no strength, they could only stare at Meng Li.

Meng Li saw the sword erected in front of him, hooked the corners of his lips, and stretched out his hand to pull out the sword.

This made the hearts of the people present can't help but tighten, for fear that Meng Li has touched the mechanism, and the people lying on the ground are even more worried, because they are now like lambs to be slaughtered.

Meng Li took the sword and looked at a sword, and just as Meng Li hesitated whether to continue next, the coffin moved.

Making a sound, Meng Li hurriedly retreated to the door, the sound of the coffin became louder and louder, and finally the coffin lid was pushed open.

A burst of white light shone out of it, and then a man sat up from inside, and that white light came out of the man's mouth.

The men's clothes are still intact and gorgeous, but they are carved with various patterns, which makes people feel a little incongruous.

The woman lying on the ground didn't know what to eat for herself, but she had the strength to support her body and retreat.

She said in horror:

"You can still move, you can move!"

And said:

"Nine dragon pearls, there are nine dragon pearls."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the man who crawled out of the coffin opened his eyes, and his eyes were strangely red.

His skin was covered with dry streaks and devoid of moisture, like a simple piece of dry skin wrapped around his bones.

His dry hand reached into his mouth, took the Nine Dragon Pearls in his hand and looked at them, the Nine Dragon Pearls were smooth and translucent, and they looked very good, and then he stuffed them in and swallowed them with great difficulty.

Then his skin actually changed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, becoming elastic, more like a living person.

But this change only made him look like a man in his sixties.

He was still old, his face was full of wrinkles, but there was a majesty between his eyebrows.

The people brought by the woman were so frightened by this scene that they almost turned their backs.

Not only were the people on the woman's side scared like this, but even the fat man and An Ming were so frightened that they forgot to breathe, and the two trembled.

I've never encountered such a weird thing in my life.

Meng Li is the calmest one, of course, he can only be relative to the people here.

In fact, she was also shocked, because what she had expected in her heart and overturned had come true.

Her lips moved, she wanted to shout, but she didn't know whether to do it or not.

Oriental night!

Even as she gets older, she recognizes it.

Dongfang Haoye stood up, he walked towards Meng Li, his nose moved, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he said in an ancient voice:

"You are destined for this king."

"Hahaha, I've finally waited for you."

Jiang plucked up the courage to pull Meng Li over, wanting to protect Meng Li, because after a thousand years of changes in the plane, the pronunciation of the language had changed, and the people present couldn't understand what Dongfang Haoye said.

But they were horrified to see a person crawling out of the coffin, still talking, and it seemed that the logic was still very clear.

Two of them were directly frightened and fainted.

Meng Li said to the ginger:

"You don't have to worry about me, you still have to worry about yourself."

Ginger:......

Dongfang Haoye heard Meng Li speak, but he didn't understand it very well, and looked at Meng Li with some doubts, not to mention how weird those eyes were.

Too much time has passed, and the pronunciation at that time can't be said fluently for a while, she stumbled and said to Dongfang Haoye in an ancient pronunciation:

"You shouldn't have chosen that."

Dongfang Haoye should have been very old before he died, probably because he set up such a game before he died.

This can also explain why the things that hide the map are so modern, isn't the Guan Zikite at that time a modern time through the past?

Dongfang Haoye probably spent a lifetime squeezing out all the information in Guan Ziyuan's mind.

"Huh?"

"Do you understand what this king is saying?" Dongfang Haoye asked.

Meng Li nodded, Dongfang Haoye looked at Meng Li's clothes, and said:

"This king has come to a thousand years later."

"Destined people!"

Meng Li didn't speak, Dongfang Haoye said:

"Come here, I need your blood."

Meng Li sneered:

"Do you still need my soul?"

Dongfang Haoye nodded.

Watching Meng Li communicate with Dongfang Haoye without barriers, the fat man and others felt that things were too mysterious.

I don't understand what they're saying at all.

Jiang stood silently beside Meng Li, and the fat man and An Ming also stood aside, of course, and at the same time, they also looked at Dongfang Haoye secretly.

Dongfang Haoye asked again:

"You don't want to?"

"It's your pleasure."

Meng Li: ......

Dongfang Haoye stretched out his hand, and a sinister aura condensed in his hand, as if he was going to make a move on Meng Li, Meng Li suddenly said:

"Wait."

Dongfang Haoye furrowed his brows, in short, the person in front of him felt very familiar to him.

It's like someone you know, and then you think about it, where will you know someone a thousand years from now.

No, he also knows it, his princess is a person thousands of years later, if there is no princess of his, he will not spend his life trying to come to a thousand years later.

"Why do you say I'm your destined person?" Meng Li was very curious about this.

Dongfang Haoye has probably closed his mouth for thousands of years, his mouth is lonely, he glanced at the people around him, and he said to Meng Li:

"Because only your blood and soul can make this king powerful."

"Don't resist, this king will give your family thousands of gold, and from now on you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."