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"Leng Qing, what do you say?" Night Machen tilted his head slightly.

Leng Qing walked out of the darkness and said kindly: "The young master said yes, that is." ”

When Ji Nanchang and Yan Seventeen saw this old man, their faces immediately turned pale.

Leng Qing is said to be the medicine slave of the current master of the poison doctor tribe. A medicine slave is a person who is not treated as a human being and is used to test drugs.

Leng Qing was the only medicine slave who survived at the hands of the master of the poison doctor tribe, and later became the most terrible subordinate of the master of the poison tribe.

He was actually subdued by the night hemp dust?

"Ji Beitang went to the mine to commit suicide, destroying the entire Yuan Vein, and making the alien fire that I had cultivated for a long time disappear. Ji Nanchang, tell me, how do you plan to compensate me for this loss? ”

Ye Machen looked at Ji Nanchang's face with interest, and couldn't help but hook his lips.

What about a good background?

Isn't he being manipulated to death now?

Alas, the loss of the mine can only be made up for by knocking some from Ji Nanchang's hand.

"I said, you don't want to spew blood at night! These people, who said that they are our brother and the other Momen people? Ji Nanchang said coldly.

The hand of the night dust dew did frighten him, but the appearance of cold feelings really scared him.

What is frightening is not martial arts cultivation, but poison.

This is an existence that can be compared to the people of his father's generation, not something he can provoke!

Ye Machen half-squinted, his eyes overflowing with a calculating light, "Oh? And now he denies it again? Are you changing it like this, are you using my poison doctor tribe as a monkey? ”

Ji Nanchang's back was soaked, because Ye Machen was not talking about the royal family of the Xia Kingdom, but the poison doctor tribe.

The weight of the poison doctor tribe is much heavier than that of the royal family of the Xia Kingdom!

"What do you say, you go and tell my father, don't you provoke me when I am Momen?"

He also moved out of Momen.

Yo, a bit of a head.

Ye Machen chuckled, "Leng Qing, show them with your hand, lest the world think that there is no one in my poison doctor tribe." ”

"Yes, young master."

Leng Qing lowered his eyebrows and walked over to the group of corpses.

Squinting his eyes, he picks one out of it.

Then, delicate tools were placed next to him.

He put on his gloves and cared for the corpse, and his cloudy eyes burst with the frenzy of looking at his lover.

As he moved, the corpse, which had turned into black charcoal, began to come alive from the foot plate.

Then, the legs.

Lower.

Abdomen.

Chest.

Neck.

Face.

Until the unique blonde hair appeared, Ji Nanchang was almost sitting on the ground.

This turned out to be his younger brother, Ji Beitang!

The cold love not only brought Ji Beitang's appearance back, but also restored his dead appearance!

Ji Beitang's abdomen and chest cavity were blurred as if they had been dug up and eaten by a wild beast.

"Vomit ......"

Ji Nanchang knelt on one knee, holding on to the ground and vomiting.

Ye Machen glanced at it intently, slightly surprised, "The other party's poison technique is so strong?" ”

He couldn't tell what kind of poison it was for the time being, the other party dealt with it too thoroughly, but the traces of poison couldn't be erased.

I thought about it for a while, but I didn't take it to heart.

The world is so big, who knows what people Ji Beitang offended that shouldn't be offended?

"What's the matter, Ji Nanchang, you can't rely on it this time, right?"

He smiled brightly and purely, like the bright moonlight reflected in the pool, but it made people chill.

"So, let's talk about the reparations first."