The god-level upgrade system is instantly full

Chapter 866 It Looks Like I'm Constipated
In front of the three warriors, Ye Ziheng opened the storage ring and took out some spiritual grasses and elixir, then sat cross-legged, and began to refine the elixir with mind fire.

The three warriors looked at this scene and did not understand what Ye Ziheng was going to do, but their intuition told them that no matter what they did, it would not be a good thing for them.

Not long after, Ye Ziheng's batch of pill refining was completed, and three purple pills appeared in his hands.

Ye Ziheng showed a faint smile and looked at the three of them.

"I'm giving you a chance, tell me who sent you, and I'll spare you."

But after the three warriors heard this, they all showed firm eyes, as if no matter what Ye Ziheng did, they would not be able to betray the person who sent them here.

Seeing this, Ye Ziheng had nothing to say, so he shrugged, picked up a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of one of the warriors.

The warrior knew that Ye Ziheng couldn't give him good food, so he kept his mouth shut, as if he hoped to use this to counter Ye Ziheng.

But Ye Ziheng could only say, "You are still too young."

Then Ye Ziheng raised his other hand, put his palm on his scalp, pressed his thumb on his nose, pulled hard, and the warrior's mouth was easily opened.

Without saying a word, Ye Ziheng directly threw a elixir into his mouth, and then a wave of air condensed in his hand, punched into his mouth, forcing him to swallow it.

"cough cough, cough"

The warrior coughed twice with his face flushed, and looked at Ye Ziheng with anger in his eyes.

"Don't be wishful thinking, even if you kill me and feed me poisonous pills, I won't tell you any useful information!"

Ye Ziheng smiled slightly at this, and then said.

"Who told you that what I gave you was poison pill, I don't want to waste the materials for refining poison pill."

When the warrior heard this, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and frowned at Ye Ziheng.

"Then what did you give me to eat?"

Ye Ziheng remained silent, just smiled and glanced at him meaningfully.

Seeing Ye Ziheng smiling, and still showing such a weird smile, the martial artist couldn't help but tremble and became a little scared.

But in the next five or six minutes, the warrior didn't feel anything wrong, nothing unusual.

He began to feel that the elixir had no effect at all, but Ye Ziheng took it out to scare them.

The disciple who thought he had seen through all this had a sneer on his face and looked at Ye Ziheng.

"Hmph, if you think you can make us betray just by relying on psychological warfare, then you underestimate us."

But Ye Ziheng didn't pay attention to what the warrior said, but sat quietly on the sofa and waited for something.

And slowly, the disciple began to feel that something was wrong, and there was a slight itch on his body. He wanted to scratch it, but his hands could not reach it.

But fortunately, the itching wasn't particularly strong, so he could bear it.But gradually, this feeling became more and more intense. He wanted to break free from the rope that bound his hands, but he was afraid that Ye Ziheng would hit him immediately after he broke free from the rope.

But if he didn't break free, he would itch unbearably, and the expression on his face was distorted, as if he was constipated.

The two warriors next to him also noticed this, and couldn't help but gasp, looking at Ye Ziheng with a trace of fear in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)