Hearing this familiar name, Zu An couldn't help but fall into memories.
It was such a sweet memory. The only drawback is that my waist still hurts when I think about it now.
Back then, Zheng Dan was a well-educated and sensible lady, but secretly she was the leader of the largest gang in Mingyue City.
As a result, the traitors inside colluded with powerful enemies outside to rebel, and they gave her this medicine, originally hoping to use it to gain both wealth and sex.
Who would have expected that chance would benefit him.
That day was really... tiring.
However, the charm and charm in it are really not enough for outsiders to appreciate.
At this time, Fang Biao was proudly telling Zhang Zitong about the medicinal properties of Eighteen Degrees of Spring Breeze: "...Beauty, if you are poisoned by this medicine, you must let a man send you to the sky eighteen times, not once less, otherwise, , will be controlled by drugs for life and become a slave of desire."
"You'd better obey me, otherwise you will become useless in the future."
"You!" Zhang Zitong was ashamed and angry. She quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.
As a silver medal embroidered garment, he naturally has a constant supply of detoxification potions.
A ray of coolness melted in his throat, but compared to the raging volcano in his body, this coolness was like a drop in the bucket.
"It's useless. There is no antidote for the world's top medicine like Spring Breeze Eighteen Degrees. The only antidote is a strong man." Fang Biao did not rush over, but kept a safe distance from her. Avoid her desperate counterattack.
This woman's cultivation level is a bit tricky. It's better to wait for her to fully take effect, then he can easily do whatever he wants.
At this time, the men next to him whistled: "Master Biao, your waist can't bear it for eighteen times. Do you want your subordinates to do it for you?"
"Asshole, this young master is famous for his golden gun - if he doesn't fall, what does it matter just eighteen times?" Fang Biao glared at those people, and then changed the subject, "But just now you stepped forward bravely. Come and rescue me, I will reward you a few times, and when I am done, I will leave the rest to you."
"Thank you for the reward, young master!" The other subordinates were immediately excited. Who didn't know that Master Biao has been exhausted from playing with women these years? He will be disarmed in three breaths at most.
However, he would probably take drugs to make him happy, but he wouldn't last long. By then, the long-legged beauty would be basically new, so wouldn't it be an advantage for them?
Hearing these people's filthy words, Zhang Zitong was angry and anxious, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill the other party. Unfortunately, those people were very cunning and dispersed to the side, not giving her a chance to fight for her life.
She made up her mind that if she couldn't escape today, she would just jump into the river to kill herself, and she wouldn't let these disgusting guys insult her.
At this moment, the remaining pickpocket among the group of men suddenly asked doubtfully: "Hey, what will happen if a man gets infected by this medicine?"
"That's a bit worse than a woman. When she sees a female, she will come forward to mate with her until she finally dies." Fang Biao replied subconsciously.
"But...why is that man okay?" The pickpocket's voice was a little strange.
As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence in the venue.
Whether it was Zhang Zitong or Fang Biao, they all stopped fighting and looked at Zu An.
This guy stood there quietly, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.
"Why didn't you respond?" Fang Biao asked in disbelief.
Zu An said calmly: "I'm not poisoned."
"Impossible, I just saw that the powder mist touched you." Fang Biao exclaimed, "Even if you hold your breath, the powder will be poisonous if it touches your skin."
"You overestimate your ability to use poison." Zu An sighed. After being tempered by the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing, his body has long been invulnerable to poison, but he is not immune to aphrodisiacs, which has led to several illnesses. Ugly.
So he is now ready to prevent this situation from happening. The moment the pink mist appeared, an invisible wall of air appeared around him, blocking it all out.
With his current level of cultivation, this Fang Biao's attack is just like
Same as slow motion.
"Kill him!" Fang Biao instinctively felt something was wrong and hurriedly ordered his men to test this guy's strength.
It was obvious that the vitality fluctuations in his body were very low, but why did it give him an unfathomable feeling now?
The men rushed towards Zu An with red eyes and howls. They were almost hugging the beauty to death. If this kid insists on ruining everyone's good deeds, he must be sent to death first!
Seeing them rushing toward him with fierce looks, Zu An sighed. He originally didn't want to get involved in this bad thing, but he really didn't want the beautiful memory of "Eighteen Degrees of Spring Breeze" to be ruined in the hands of these guys. .
He casually kicked with his toes a knife that had fallen nearby during the melee. The knife suddenly turned into a stream of light, instantly killing the dozen or so vicious men.
To be chosen by Pang Biao as his subordinates, these people were already masters of Yin and Yang Dao, but facing this flying knife, they had no way of resisting.
Obviously everyone's position is different, and the direction and order are different, but they seem to send their necks to the blade at the same time.
As a Yin-thief, Pang Biao's ability to read the situation was second-to-none, not to mention other things. When he saw his men being killed in a flash, he turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
Because he knew that he was definitely no match for this person.
Only by running to a crowded place, calling for help from other members of the Holy Cult, and gathering everyone's strength can he save his life.
At this time, he really regretted why he had driven everyone else away just now. Otherwise, if there were witnesses, the other party would not dare to do anything to him because of his father's reputation.
At this moment, the stream of light continued to move forward and came behind him. He felt as if someone stepped on his heel, and then he stumbled and fell to the ground.
As a practitioner, he immediately understood that his hamstring had been severed.
When he was screaming in pain, a woman in white clothes suddenly appeared in front of him.
At that moment, he even forgot about the pain in his feet. He felt that he had never seen such a beautiful woman. All the concubines around him had become vulgar. After so many years, I am afraid that only the saint is qualified to compete with her. In comparison, the saint is still too immature and does not have as much sense of story as the woman in front of her.
Her eyes seemed as deep as the stars...
Zu An had already come to his side. Looking at Pang Biao whose eyes were out of focus due to Daji's control, he asked, "Do you know what happened to Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei recently?"
Hearing this, Pang Biao opened his mouth and replied: "Yun... Yun's leader Shenlong has seen her head but not her tail. How could I possibly know her movements?"
"Saint, the saint will soon become my sister-in-law."
Zu An was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly asked what was going on.
"A few days ago, my eldest brother excitedly told me that he was about to marry a saint. I thought he was dreaming at first. After all, we all know that the saint doesn't like him. But dad also confirmed the news. To be honest, I really envy my eldest brother. , to be able to marry her."
"Back then, I was attracted to the Saint the first time I saw her. Unfortunately, I was self-aware, and the gap between the two of us was too big... But now she is about to become my sister-in-law. It can be said that she comes first, first comes first. She is not as delicious as dumplings, and not as fun as my sister-in-law... "
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a slap from Zu An: "You are so smooth-talking, you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination."
Then he asked where Qiu Honglei was now.
"The saint should be in the Demon Sect." Pang Biao was a little surprised as to why the other party asked this.
Zu An thought for a while and then asked: "Has anything big happened in your religion recently, or anything different from usual? Can you tell me."
"It doesn't seem to be a big deal. Wait, some people seemed to come to my dad sneakily a few days ago. They chatted for a long time behind closed doors."
"I was curious about the origins of those people, but my father beat me up."
"By the way, not long after, my father seemed to be seriously injured. Although he deliberately concealed it, he couldn't hide it from me, his son."
Zu An frowned, Pang Biao didn't seem to know
Dao Yunjianyue and Qiu Honglei had specific information, but the clues he provided vaguely pointed to a possibility.
Then he interrogated Pang Biao about some things. At this time, there were faint voices in the distance, and it seemed that many people were coming here.
Zu An knew that he could not delay any longer. With a wave of his hand, the White Lotus Holy Fire swept directly across the entire place, including Fang Biao, who was instantly burned to ashes without leaving any residue.
Just a second before those people arrived here, Zu An grabbed Zhang Zitong, who was still confused, and disappeared into the distance instantly.
Arriving at a secluded place, Zhang Zitong finally came to his senses and struggled desperately: "Let me go!"
Zu An blocked her attack with a casual move, and couldn't help but smile: "Didn't you pester me to form a team before? Why are you unwilling now?"
"Don't...don't touch me..." Zhang Zitong's cheeks were flushed, and he was extremely panicked.
