The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 81
Lan Yao's eyes were filled with anticipation.

In every world, the configuration of the hero is the best!

Whether it's the outside, the inside, or...there.

All in all, top notch.

Martial arts are naturally the strongest.

Si Ming smiled, kept touching Lan Yao's head, and said softly, "Yes."

Lan Yao was so happy that he could jump three feet high.

However, 229 made a sound at the right time, pouring a basin of water on his passionate flame.

[Host, that... the poison in the male body is not completely released, so it is impossible to use too high-strength martial arts. ] 229 said very cautiously, [So if the host wants to learn more powerful martial arts, he must detoxify the hero! 】

【Yeah? 】Lan Yao clicked his tongue in displeasure, but his eyeballs rolled around, and he smiled, 【229, I'll give Si Ming some more blood.How about you change something for me? 】

229 seems to be struck by lightning:? ? ?Host, you seem to be teasing me!Not enough legs with no time limit? !

Lan Yao: [229, if you agree to my conditions, I will completely heal Si Ming's body with blood. 】

【Really? ! ] 229 instantly became elated, extremely happy, 【Okay, okay, I agree! 】

229, who was tempted by completing the task, completely lost his mind.

Lan Yao smiled triumphantly: [Very well, my condition is that for the mission in the next world, I want to travel to the world of cultivating immortals! 】

229 suddenly became decadent again like a frosted wild vegetable.

It's over, why did it promise the host this...

The world of cultivating immortals is the place the host is most familiar with.

A young master from an aristocratic family in the God Realm, if he travels to the world of cultivating immortals, isn't cultivation the same as playing?Isn't the task even more difficult?
229 felt that if he could cry, it would definitely be able to flood the entire system space.

And it is a fish in system space.

Lan Yao was not stingy when he got what he wanted.

Slapping away Si Ming's hand that was messing his hair, Lan Yao got up and smiled Zhang Yang: "Si Ming, you must teach me well in the future."

Si Ming's black eyes blinked slightly, but he still didn't understand what Lan Yao meant.

The next second, he saw the person in front of him, bit his fingertips, leaned over, pinched his cheek forcefully, and stuffed his bloody fingers into his mouth.

Accompanied by the fragrance of the fingers, the smell of blood seems to be sweet.

The blood entered his stomach, and Si Ming felt the changes in his body almost instantly.

The temperature of the body climbed up step by step, scorching hot.

The poison in the body, as if being burned, was burned little by little,
Si Ming's expression changed, and Lan Yao quickly withdrew his fingers.

There are still some water stains on the fingers.

Lan Yao wiped Si Ming's body with disgust.

Si Ming's body was changing, he grasped the handle firmly with both hands, his face was a little distorted.

There was no distraction at all to notice what Lan Yao did.

Heizi entered the room just at this time.

Si Ming's abnormality made him notice it at a glance.

Heizi's expressionless and cold face had a rare appearance of collapse.

He hurriedly came to Si Ming's side, knelt down on one knee, anxiously: "Master, what's wrong with you, master?"

Lan Yao watched quietly from one side, with some doubts in his eyes.

Why doesn't Heizi suspect that he poisoned Si Ming?

"Master!" Heizi sweated anxiously.

Si Ming twisted his body, looking extremely strange.

(End of this chapter)