"Heavenly oracle, we haven't seen you for a long time!"

When the girl in the black dress saw the short-haired young man, a look of joy appeared in her eyes, and she hurriedly said.

"Senior Sister Wan'er, Brother Yuhong, you all came early!"

The oracle who had just arrived here said with a smile at the two of them.

"Yes, let's go, Luo Xiu is already waiting for us in Biyue Xuan!"

The girl in the black dress smiled and nodded, and said to the two.

If you have a heart, you will find that two of these three people are the top three on the genius list.

"Are you alright?"

Qing Mu looked at Ling Feng, who was back in the room, and asked with a smile.

"It's fine!"

Ling Feng shook his head and said with a smile.

"You beat Yang Fengcheng like this, I'm afraid there will be some guys coming to the door later!"

Qing Mu thought for a while and said.

"It's okay, as long as he dares to come a second time, his life, I will help Hades collect it!"

Ling Feng quipped indifferently.

"Eh, don't worry about it for now, what should this guy do now?"

Qing Mu sighed, shook his head, looked at the fat man who was still lying on the ground unconscious, and said.

"It's easy to do!"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and walked over to the fat man with a smile.

"Don't play dead, get up!"

He called out to the fat man lying on the ground.

And the fat man lying on the ground seemed to be really unconscious, and there was no reaction at all.

"Brother Ling, he should really be in a coma, what should we do now?"

Qing Mu said a little overwhelmed, after all, they didn't know who this guy was, why he was chased and killed by Yang Chengfeng, and whether anyone else would come to the door again.

"Eh, it looks like I'm really unconscious!"

Ling Feng touched the fat man with his foot, shook his head and said.

"It's a little hard now!"

Ling Feng touched his chin and said.

"Yes!"

Qing Mu also said with a difficult look in his eyes.

"By the way, Brother Qing, you should have the kind of poison that melts the corpse and then leaves no trace, right?"

Ling Feng suddenly looked at Qing Mu on the side and said with a smile.

Qing Mu thought about it, nodded slowly and said, "Yes, but I don't have a lot here!"

"It doesn't matter if it's not much, he's such a big piece, even if he can't melt it all, just put it in his pocket and throw it out when the time comes!"

Ling Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Isn't it, Brother Ling, you said you want to melt this guy?"

Qing Mu glanced at Ling Feng a little stunned.

"Yes, people are dead, we won't let him stay in this room all the time, how much of an eyesore to look at!"

Ling Feng said and winked at Qing Mu.

Seeing this, Qing Mu immediately understood, nodded, and said, "Well, okay!"

"That poison doesn't smell like anything, does it?"

Ling Feng said with a smile.

"No, as long as you sprinkle this on his body, not only will there be no residue, but there will be no smell!"

Qing Mu continued.

"That's good, give it to me!"

Ling Feng nodded, stretched out his hand and said.

"I only have so much, this guy is all fat, I guess he can't dissolve it all, why don't you melt his head first!"

Qing Mu took out a small jade bottle and said.

"Well, it's still Brother Qing's thinking wide, so that no one will know who he is!"

Ling Feng nodded in agreement and said.

Saying that, Ling Feng directly opened the jade bottle in his hand, poured some of the liquid in it, and put it on the fat man's face.

"Ahh

And just when the liquid was just dripping on the fat man's face, he instantly screamed and jumped up, constantly jumping around the room, and his hands were quickly wiping his face.

"Crunch!"

As the fat man jumped, the floor beneath them creaked as if it were going to break.

"Don't jump, jump again, the floor is going to collapse!"

Seeing this, Qing Mu hurriedly shouted at the fat man.

"My head is gone, my head is gone!"

Although the fat man didn't jump, he still kept touching his round head in panic.

"Isn't your head on your own?"

Qing Mu said with a smile at the fat man.

"You lied to me, you melted my head with venom!"

The fat man yelled in disbelief.

Seeing this, Ling Feng on the side was full of black lines.

"No, why is my head still on my neck!"

After a while, the fat man found that his head seemed to be still on his neck, and put his hand down with some confusion.

"I said it all, your head is still there, why are you so excited!"

Qing Mu was white, and the fat man said speechlessly.

"You're lying to me!"

The fat man looked at Ling Feng and the two like innocent teenagers.

"Although you are very hateful, Brother Ling and I are not killed when we see someone!"

Qing Mu nodded and said with a smile.

"However, if you don't explain the ins and outs well, your head will really be missing in a minute!"

Qing Mu then looked at the fat man and threatened.

"Don't, I say, I say!"

The fat man waved his hand almost leaving an afterimage, and hurriedly said.

Seeing this, Ling Feng didn't really lift slightly, and some strange light appeared in his eyes.

"Say it!"

Qing Mu nodded and said lightly.

"I originally wanted to come to the house, but the boss said that the last room was occupied by you, so I wanted to come up and discuss it with you, but who would have thought that two guys rushed up and said that I took their things, and I was beaten before I could explain in a hurry!"

The fat man said with a few tears of grievance in his little eyes.

"Get what you're up to!"

Just when Qing Mu wanted to speak, Ling Feng spoke up.

"Something, everything on me was snatched away by those two people!"

When the fat man heard this, he lied in his heart, and pretended to be calm and said.

"Then I took it myself?"

Ling Feng didn't explain much, and said lightly.

His voice was flat, and his gaze fell on the fat man's waist.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you, but you promise me that if you see this thing, you'll let me go!"

The fat man saw Ling Feng looking at his waist, although he was a little surprised in his heart, but finally compromised and said.

"Brother Qing, take out the medicine!"

Ling Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at Qing Mu on the side and said.

"Good!"

Qing Mu nodded, dug into the small cloth bag on his body, and finally took out a small jade bottle.

"This thing, as long as the first drop is on his body, don't say a fat man, even a giant will melt without leaving the slightest trace!"

Qing Mu handed the small jade bottle to Ling Mad and explained with a smile

"Hmm!"

Ling Feng nodded and turned out to be a jade bottle, with a faint smile on his face.

This smile is not the slightest strange in the eyes of uninformed people, but it is eerie and terrible in the eyes of the little fat man.

"How do you choose?"

Ling Feng raised the jade bottle in his hand in front of the little fat man, and the unknown liquid in it also shook gently.