Chapter 822 A false alarm (please subscribe)

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Of course, Meng Zhao was not an expert in using poison, and he had never practiced any poison skills. The reason why he was so confident was due to the large and small Ruyi magical powers on his waist disguised as Jiaolong Xiaojiu in his belt.

The dragon is a top-level ferocious beast with amazing bloodline and magical powers. Not only is it immune to all poisons, it can also swallow all poisons to improve itself. It is an instinct.

This is one of the reasons why Meng Zhao wants to use the ferocious beast poison pill to promote the growth of Jiaolong Xiaojiu.

When Song Zhiwen asked Tie Xiongfei to poison Meng Zhao, he almost succeeded. It was Jiaolong Xiaojiu who gave the warning, and Meng Zhao survived. Therefore, as long as Jiaolong Xiaojiu is by his side, Meng Zhao can be immune to all poisons. disturb.

At the same time, one of the reasons why Meng Zhao didn't pay much attention to Wei Ning was that Jiaolong Xiaojiu had an almost natural enemy-like restraint on various poisonous insects, poisons, and toxins, which was equivalent to a magical weapon. Bayi Chinese website

Most of the opponent's various methods were immediately defeated by him, and the strength comparison was directly stretched to the max.

In charge of Jiaolong Xiaojiu, Meng Zhao can even pose a certain threat to major demon sects such as the Five Poison Sect.

While the others were talking, Niu Dali suddenly pointed at Meng Zhao in surprise and said with some confusion,

"Brother, why is your face so red? Is there something wrong with your body?"

Meng Zhao has a handsome appearance, delicate facial features, and fair skin, like jade. Any changes in his skin, such as pimples, spots, or color changes, can be clearly revealed.

Following Niu Dali's doubts, the other people also looked at Meng Zhao, and sure enough they saw that his cheeks were as red as if he had applied makeup, his blood was surging, and his lips were dark. He looked extremely abnormal and had obvious signs of poisoning. Zheng Que was even more shocked and said,

"No, Wei Ning must have poisoned her before she left. What should we do?"

Not to mention Niu Dali, Zheng Que, and Su Can, the owner of He Liu's room was also a little panicked at this time.

If Meng Zhao died here, it would be like mud sticking to his crotch, and it would be shit or shit. The Lord of the Immortal Palace would probably have a problem with him, and other innate warriors would also have a crisis of trust in him. All his years of hard work were in vain.

"Vin Ning, this bastard, how dare you be so bold, I will not spare him."

He Liu's words were not just casual remarks, but he was really serious.

Originally, he had no objections to the fight between the other party and Meng Zhao, let alone a stand. He just regarded it as a fun event, and he was excited to see it, and even applauded.

Now that something happened to Meng Zhaoren on his land, directly related to him, and even dragged him into the water, how could he not be resentful and angry?

Although he was concerned about Wei Ning's background and status in the Five Poison Sect, as well as the Five Poison Sect's always ruthless and protective style, but if he really wanted to return him to before liberation, he would definitely take revenge crazily.

Anyone who has reached this stage must have a view of the overall situation, but the necessary ruthlessness is also indispensable.

Several people came to Meng Zhao one after another, looking anxious, but they were not good at detoxifying, and they didn't know much about the poison path. They didn't understand the current specific situation at all, and they didn't dare to intervene rashly.

Meng Zhao also felt strange at this time. After hearing what Niu Dali said, his first reaction was that he had been plotted by Wei Ning and poisoned, so he quickly circulated the unparalleled dragon energy in his body to circulate the meridians and stimulate blood energy. , trying to get rid of the toxins.

However, after practicing the exercises, I found that everything in my body was as usual, the five internal organs were harmonious, the six internal organs were stable, the muscles, bones and blood meridians were unobstructed, and there was no discomfort at all. It was just that the qi and blood were indeed a bit more active than usual, but it was within the tolerance range. Beneficial and harmless.

Meng Zhao asked He Liu to take a bronze mirror and look at himself. Sure enough, he saw that his face was as red as blood, his lips were black, and he looked extremely haggard, as if he had just suffered a serious illness or been poisoned. .

But he was extremely confident, and his body was indeed very healthy. If he was really poisoned, Jiaolong Xiaojiu would not have any reaction. Thinking about Wei Ning's warning, he understood the other party's approach and intention.

"Okay, you guys don't have to worry, this is not poison, it's just a warning given by Wei Ning."

No matter how arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant Wu Ning is, he does not dare to ignore the rules of the demon master, the Lord of Immortal Palace. At least for now, he does not dare to harm Meng Zhao.

Therefore, this is not poison at all, but an unknown medicinal powder that can produce a sign of poisoning, or make people pretend to be poisoned, but in fact, the body is extremely healthy, good for the body, and has no harm.

After Meng Zhao made this guess and explained it, Niu Dali and others finally calmed down, knowing that it was a false alarm.

But he was more disgusted with Wei Ning, especially Niu Dali. He cursed and said,

"This bitch is really crazy. He wants to come here to scare my brother. It seems he still has no intention of giving up on that poison pill. Brother, what do you think? Do you want to go over and have a fight with him?"

Wei Ning's move was aimed at shaking the mountain and causing psychological pressure on Meng Zhao. After all, I can drug you silently, and I can also poison you silently. The former only gives you a warning, but the latter can kill you. life.

If you are timid or more cautious, you may take this opportunity to take a step back, or at worst, give the poison pill to the other party.

But Meng Zhao is not a compromising person. On the contrary, he has a domineering personality, and the other party's behavior completely angered him.

Meng Zhao chuckled, his delicate eyes narrowed into a thin line, revealing a soul-stirring cold air, circulating the blood energy, returning the skin color on his face to normal, and then slowly said,

"Ignore it for the moment. My rule of thumb is to either not do something or to do it absolutely. Even if we confront him right now, we can only take advantage of him and cannot solve the fundamental problem.

Just wait until the demon guild is over, then find a good time to get rid of the people, and then you can sit back and relax. "

Meng Zhao was truly murderous this time, and the other party's move was a provocation and demonstration against him.

Just like a lion king, if he encounters a challenger and is strong enough, he will definitely kill the opponent without leaving any room. The same is true for him.

Relying on his background in the Five Poison Sect and his superb poison skills and poison-using skills, Wei Ning must pay a corresponding price for looking down on and threatening him. Otherwise, wouldn't anyone be able to shit and pee on his head in the future?

Niu Dali nodded three times and did not persuade Meng Zhao. In the Demonic Way, there are many people who fight at the slightest disagreement, including life and death. What's more, the other party's behavior will bring out Meng Zhao's disdain and contempt to the extreme. , if there is no response, it will make people look down upon.

He Liu actually said,

"The Five Poison Sect always protects its shortcomings. If something happens to Wei Ning, it is likely that someone from his sect will take action. Little brother, you should think twice."

In this regard, Meng Zhao didn't say much, but his anger became even stronger.

It's just a matter of background, who is he afraid of?

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.