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A warm feeling surged in Qingtong's heart. Han Cheng's words seemed to be blown by the wind, causing ripples in his heart. But after thinking about the power of this poisonous wine, Qingtong felt that there was something in his eyes. There is a slight humidity.

But the elder's face was full of disdain. Han Cheng said that just to be brave. Later, the two kinds of poisonous wine will attack together, and he doesn't know what kind of pain he will bear. I'm afraid even the priest will not be able to help him at that time. I can help him clean up.

"Okay, the medicinal materials are all in the cabinet behind you, you can look for the medicinal materials slowly, when the poison occurs, no one can save you, you can see the bones next to them, all of them died here, I hope you are not here with them."

The priest looked to the side, and there were indeed some dense white bones beside him. Unexpectedly, even priests, there are people with weak strength, and the poisonous wine is indeed very powerful. Now I feel that my body is in great pain. Hope to find the detoxification medicine soon.

At this time, the elders and priests began to meditate on the spot, and began to analyze the toxins in their bodies. Han Cheng's condition was the worst. His face was as white as paper and his lips were black. The toxicity was obviously many times stronger than he imagined. He even had some difficulty standing up.

When the young man saw Han Cheng like this, he naturally showed regret. He originally thought that Han Cheng was a man of great talent, but he didn't expect him to be so conceited.

Drinking two cups of poisoned wine at the same time, this is the first case in Nuwa Temple.

"I've warned you a long time ago, but you just didn't listen. Now I'm afraid the girl next to you can only collect the body for you."

Qingtong glared at the young man from the side, as if to blame him for talking too much, at this time, silver teeth gritted secretly, and said to the young man: "Don't talk nonsense, Han Cheng will be fine, no matter what Anything can be solved in front of him, and he will be fine."

The young man looked at Qingtong Miaomuhan, and thought it was ridiculous. He had lived for so many years, and he had seen it with everyone. Now that Han Cheng was like this, he was already used to it, so why did he need to defend himself.

At this time, Han Cheng slowly held Qing Tong's hand, Qing Tong felt Han Cheng's strength, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Han Cheng's situation was not as bad as he imagined.

Then he said to Han Cheng: "How is it, do you feel better now?"

Han Cheng nodded. Although his body is very uncomfortable now, Wang Nangu's Poison Sutra is indeed a masterpiece in the classics. Now the toxins in his body have been completely displayed in his mind.

Although this young man's poison is indeed incomparably mysterious, Wang Nangu is also a genius in using poison, and based on her experience, it shouldn't be a problem to decipher such poison.

At this moment, Han Cheng said slowly in Qingtong's ear: "It's not convenient for me to move now, you help me find the antidote, now you just listen to the names of the herbs."

Hearing what Han Cheng said, the young man was slightly surprised, and his bright eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of white mist, as if he was confused.

Even the priests and elders were still analyzing the ingredients of the poisoned wine, this Han Cheng started to look for herbs, and what he drank was double doses of poisoned wine, this speed is really amazing.

The young man couldn't help thinking in his mind, could it be that he really misjudged the person?

Han Cheng's strength is really not comparable to that of ordinary people?

Qingtong nodded quickly. This will keep Han Cheng's medicinal materials in mind. She searched for them in the medicine cabinet next to her. ball.

Speaking of the medicinal materials provided by the young man, most of them are local medicinal materials in Miao Village, and there are dead spiders and scorpions in them, which makes Qingtong feel a little scared, and always feels that the spider is still wriggling.

Looking at these poisonous substances in bright red and green colors, Qingtong even had some doubts whether these poisonous substances could really cure diseases.

Soon Qingtong brought the antidote in front of Han Cheng, and was about to feed it to Han Cheng. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be a suspicious and chilling light in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

He said to Qingtong: "Wait, show me this pill first."

The young man was naturally curious. He couldn't imagine what the combination of the two poisonous wines he had mixed would have. He couldn't easily undo the poison like Han Cheng did.

At this moment, she was full of curiosity about the pill in front of her, and Qingtong was naturally very anxious. There was already a slight sweat on her forehead, and there was even a hint of sadness in her eyes.

After all, this is Han Cheng's life-saving pill, how can this young man be allowed to delay like this, but unexpectedly, Han Cheng smiled lightly, and said to Qing Tong in a weak tone: "It's okay, just show him. "

After listening to Han Cheng's words, Qing Tong still held the pill in front of the young man, although he still hesitated.

After the boy took the pill, he naturally sniffed it under his nose, although his expression became weird.

Seeing his expression, Qingtong thought there was something wrong with the pill, so she quickly asked, "Is there something wrong with the pill?"

The young man shook his head, his eyes flashed with surprise, he carefully put the pill back into Qingtong's palm, and said to Qingtong: "No, there is no problem, on the contrary, this medicine is so mysterious that it doesn't look like Miao Village at all." The people inside can make an antidote, aren't you Miao people?"

Han Cheng curled his lips. Wang Nangu, the author of the "Poison Classic", is naturally not a Miao person, but she has been to many places, Miaojiang, and the desert. As long as there are poisonous places, she has inspected them one by one.

"Poison Classic" can be said to be a master of poison art. Naturally, it cannot be compared with the poison art passed down from generation to generation in a small Miao village. The only pity is that there are still subtle differences between martial arts novels and the actual situation. There are no records related to Heart-biting Gu.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have to go through this muddy water.

At this moment, Qingtong said to the boy with a somewhat uneasy expression: "Yes, we are indeed not from this village. We came from outside because of some things."

The young man's mouth opened slightly. Han Cheng's appearance today really surprised him. He never thought that there are Han people who are so proficient in poison.