It's really a small medicine, and the effect is really strong!

I saw that as soon as the pill entered his throat, the white-faced medicine disciple trembled and bounced off the ground.

The hemostasis was not immediately visible, but the tongue was seven inches long from the lips.

"Gross!"

In the stunned gaze of everyone, this poor guy pushed directly to Huang Yaolao, rushed to the entrance of the medicine pavilion, hugged the thickest stone pillar and let out a burst of vomiting sounds that became more and more irrepressible.

"Damn! What's going on? ”

"Wow, that's disgusting! I want to throw up too! ”

", don't spit on me!"

"Could it be that there is really something wrong with the real junior sister's Dan?"

The eyes of everyone who looked at Zhen Xiao immediately changed, and they felt that the most terrifying thing about this medicine was that every time the white-faced Xiaosheng spit out, an ugly green bag would swell on his face! But in just three or two breaths, his whole person turned into an ugly toad!

"This ......"

This familiar curtain awakened Zihuan's sleeping memories again, reminding her of the mountain people who were put down, the real boss who was put down, and the self who forcibly did not fall, but the corners of her mouth leaked white foam.

Shivered fiercely, and a rare horror appeared in Zihuan Bingyan's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoxiao's dark cooking skills, which were cursed by the god of mourning, would also spread to her Dan Dao!

What a pity!

What a pity!

Obviously, the comprehension is wonderful, but this disaster has been suffered, and it seems that in the future, it will not be able to take the path of the two initiates of the Dan Beast!

But......

But why didn't the man throw up?

Zihuan's questioning gaze suddenly fell on Xiao Porridge Porridge again, and she remembered that this scorched man not only swallowed the elixir refined by Zhen Xiaoxiao, but also drank all the porridge she made with a happy face!

Sky...... Talented!

Maybe that nerd has a different physique and will not be poisoned by Xiaoxiao, or maybe he has been poisoned by Xiaoxiao thousands of times, so he has a very high tolerance and has a single brain...... But it's a poisonous stupidity!

I really couldn't find a reason, Zihuan could only define the small porridge porridge with such a careful and trembling point.

What was more stunned than Zihuan's mood was the high inseparability standing in front of him.

Hey? The old man clearly just refers to the wind and the poison, which makes the skin blue and blistered, and does not add any vomiting ingredients?

Seeing the brutality of the white-faced Xiaosheng's vomiting, Gao Buli couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, and the pretended surprise turned into real horror.

Depend on! Alchemy is really much more terrible than cooking, and in addition to vomiting, there is another side effect of turning into a toad!

It's really a little little lips, and I'm a little afraid of my craft.

"This ...... That's impossible! ”

Huang Yaolao's expression was like being struck by lightning, and he let out a hoarse roar from the depths of his throat!

"Xiangqian, come here!"

While calling out to his disciple, he quickly pulled out an orange pill from his sleeve!

There was a problem with the Blood Clotting Red Pill, maybe it was an accident, and he wanted to try the effect of the Orange Pill again.

"Master...... No...... Don't......"

The small pill in the master's hand that exudes a faint orange glow in the rain looks so bright and dazzling at the moment, like the venomous sac of a pit viper, pinched into arsenic into Dan!

is not a fool, Xiang Qian ran when he saw that the situation was wrong, but his ability was limited, his speed was too fast, and he was pinched by Huang Yaolao in the blink of an eye, and became a poor guinea pig.

Tears are soaring!

Feel the orange pill pass through the front teeth, stir up a shudder in the mouth, fall on the tongue, cut a million taste buds, roll into the throat, and bring a devastating terrible taste.

This series of questionable taste shocks has finally been concisely reduced to one word!

Vomit!