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Xiao Rong: "???"

Uncle, I am Rongrong from Daming Lake.

Just when Xiao Rong was about to reveal her identity.

Her hand was suddenly held by Xiao Ping'an, and she felt the scorching temperature coming from the palm of her hand.

Xiao Rong clearly felt that the big hand of the starling tightened her small hand.

She was not a fool.

She immediately understood what the starling meant.

He probably didn't want her to reveal her identity to her uncle.

Although Xiao Rong didn't know why the starling did this, it was obvious that her uncle had already controlled the situation and she and others were safe, but because Xiao Ping'an was her brother, she still chose to obey.

"Alas."

Xiao Rong sighed softly and said nothing more.

Left.

Tang Yunxiao glanced at Xiao Rong's back and frowned.

This woman is quite inexplicable.

Fortunately, she is not my daughter. She is too coquettish. She actually wants to seduce me?

Fortunately, I am a decent man.

Yuling, I have defended your innocence again.

I will ask you, am I a perfect man?

...

When a Tang Sect disciple walked in front of an old man.

The Tang Sect disciple said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, why don't you stand up? Don't think that you can be disobedient just because you are old."

This old man is very strange.

He was wearing a gray robe and looked ordinary. He was the kind that would not splash a single drop of water if thrown into the crowd.

But at this moment, everyone lined up honestly and prepared to go to the basement, even the previously unruly Snow Boy, Granny Qionghua, and the leader of the Evil Gang, Xiangri and others who appeared in a very arrogant way before, were no exception.

Not to mention the masters of the middle third-grade masters such as Kuaijian Fengming, these people are so honest. They are even more obedient than Xiao Ping'an's three-good students in his previous life.

Only this old man was still drinking.

The old man didn't even look at him, as if he was air, and continued to drink, tapping the table with two fingers, shaking his head, and singing a little song of unknown tune.

Seeing this scene.

The Tang Sect disciple was directly enraged by him, and with a swish, he drew out the long knife he carried with him.

The bright knife light shone on the old man's face.

The cold blade was placed on the old man's neck, and he shouted: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Get out." The old man said lightly.

"Looking for death."

The Tang Sect disciple roared, and without hesitation, he poured the true energy in his body into the long knife, and swung it hard, intending to chop off the old man's head.

With a bang.

The long knife touched the old man's neck, as if it had hit a hard stone, and instantly broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

What?

The Tang Sect disciple widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

The old man smiled, with a look of disdain and amusement in his eyes.

He stretched out his old hand slowly, a black light flashed, and with a bang, the old hand fell on the body of the Tang Sect disciple.

Suddenly, a domineering and unparalleled force rushed into the body of the Tang Sect disciple like a tide.

Boom.

The Tang Sect disciple was bleeding from all seven orifices and flew out heavily.

"Tang San, are you okay?"

"Third brother."

Several Tang Sect disciples hurried over and helped him up. However, they soon felt something was wrong. They stretched out their hands and took a closer look, and found that their hands were already charred, as if they had been burned.

"What's going on?"

"No, it's poisonous."

Several people roared, and their faces changed drastically. Then, they fell to the ground at the same time, foaming at the mouth, their hands and feet twitching, their bodies were pitch black, and they couldn't die any more.

In an instant, all five Tang Sect disciples died.

All of them opened their eyes wide, and died with their eyes wide open.

This scene.

Shocked everyone.

All looked at the old man with a horrified look.

Everyone couldn't understand why this old man could still use his true qi after being poisoned by Tang Yunxiao's master's cry. It was unscientific and unreasonable.

"What a domineering poison."

Tang Yunxiao turned into a residual image, took out a white silkworm glove from a cloth bag, and put it on his hand.

He squatted in front of Tang San, checked his mouth and nose, and then stood up, looking at the gray-robed old man who was still sitting, and said with fear on his face: "Who are you?"

The gray-robed old man put down the wine glass and said with a smile: "Old man, I will not change my name, Zhao Yun."

No way, your name is Zhao Yun, the one who went in and out of Changbanpo seven times?

"Ah." Xiao Ping'an shouted.

After shouting, he regretted it. What the hell did I call it. Isn't this causing others to's attention? I should keep a low profile.

However, he soon found that his worries were unnecessary.

Because many people shouted like him.

"Zhao Yun, Poison Hand Medicine King, Zhao Yun."

"Oh my God, the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Poison Hand Medicine King who is famous in the world, how could he be here?"

...

Tang Yunxiao's face was not good. The Poison Hand Medicine King was famous and was known as the peerless poison king who appeared once in a hundred years. There were countless masters who died in his hands. He was the third supreme master on the Dragon List... His reputation was many times louder than his, who couldn't even get on the Dragon List. Of course, he had confidence in his newly prepared Grandmaster's Cry.

But, obviously he was not arrogant enough to think that this poison could deal with the Poison Hand Medicine King who was famous for making and poisoning poisons and made countless masters in the whole world terrified.

"Poison Hand Medicine King, my Tang Sect and you have never had any grudges. Are you going to deal with my Tang Sect?"

"Young Sect Master, please don't misunderstand me." The Poison Hand Medicine King rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "I was staying at the inn and you suddenly poisoned me. What, can't I resist? What's the logic?"

"It's my fault. So, I will give you the antidote right now. Senior, can you leave now?"

"That won't work. Your poison didn't poison me at all. I was completely caught in an unexpected disaster. You just let me go? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

"What do you mean, senior?"

"Compensation, you must compensate me!" The Poison Hand Medicine King said loudly.

"Okay, senior, whatever compensation you want, as long as I, Tang Yunxiao, have it, I will definitely give it to you."

"Ahem, that's so embarrassing."

Though he said he was embarrassed, the Poison Hand Medicine King's expression did not show any embarrassment. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I am not a greedy old man. I just want to borrow your Tang Sect's "Peerless Poison Scripture"."