Seeing Xing Jie peeling the skin and bones with a knife there, the High Priest of the Wind and the people watching on the side had their faces twitching.

In fact, for those of them who have just entered the civilized world, it was only a few decades ago that they did not kill people. So logically speaking, Xing Jie's behavior should not be disgusted.

It's just that the arms and thighs in Xing Jie's hands are a little too big.

What's more, for this giant has always been considered a god by the entire Mayan civilization, well, it cannot be denied that even the god of chaos and destruction is a god. God is the only one who can fight with God. As for human beings, no matter what kind of god they face, the only thing they should do is surrender.

However, even if they resist in their hearts, they can't take their eyes off it. Because the dark skeleton with jade light on the outside of the mystery is exactly the same one that Tempest had seen when he was a child.

So the antidote is expected to reappear in the world?

The fierce warriors of the Homilat are about to shake the Amazon jungle once again?

Aziz is a good friend, he saved the entire Homilat tribe that is on the way to mediocrity.

As for the other dispensing of those antidotes, they have already been prepared, and the rest is up to the High Priest of the Tempest to figure out what to do.

Well, aside from all kinds of rituals, all kinds of worship, and the long list of chirping prayers in the mouth of the wind, the antidote production process that Xing Jie saw in his eyes was nothing more than putting everything in a mortar and pounding it hard!

Wait until everything is mashed into a thin paste, strain and remove the juice.

The bowl was turbid, black and viscous, God knows what was divided into proportions, and a decoction with a disgusting smell appeared in front of Xing Jie!

"Wind Sacrifice, is this the antidote you are talking about?" Xing Jie said with difficulty, and he had already started praying for Aziz in his heart.

"Well, the thing you brought this time is very fresh, and the antidote made this time is very smooth, it can be said to be perfect! Keep in mind that the antidote will only last for a maximum of three days. ”

The High Priest of the Tempest looked like he was about to collapse. There was no way, it was almost three hours before and after, praying and kneeling, and he did everything himself. It's not that Xing Jie doesn't want to help, the key is that others don't even have the right to take a look at this kind of thing, let alone reach out to help!

Xing Jie and Basang nodded wordlessly.

Seeing that the High Priest of the Wind was sweating profusely and looked relieved, the two of them didn't say anything. People have paid so much for Aziz, and no one can say anything. It's just that they all secretly made up their minds that even if they encounter any more danger in the future, even if they die, they will never take the secret medicine of Narauszi. It's nothing more than death, but drinking a bowl of this so-called antidote is going to kill you! It's definitely a stench in the mouth of the third reincarnation!

The rest of the matter can only be a moment of silence for Aziz and Han Zhongxuan.

I don't know how from now on, when their mouths are full of this kind of breath, how will they go to the long-legged sister paper full of breast soakers.

It was much faster to fly on Professor Erikson's plane than to fly directly from São Paulo to New York, and there were no more hassles. Besides, the sanatorium where Lilia will go is also in Queens Island, where Aziz is treated.

Looking at Aziz who was soaked in the nutrient solution, Xing Jie's tears almost fell out.

Now Aziz has long lost the high-spirited appearance he used to have, just like a little old man, the usual full muscles, now atrophied, the skin of the whole body is drooping, and the whole person is curled up, like a baby. His face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy.

"What are you crying about? Aren't I still dead? But looking at you in a wheelchair with a neck buff, you must have been beaten up, right?"

"Can you say something good? If it weren't for you, I'd be like this? The antidote was made for you, but I still want to make a final confirmation, do you have the courage to drink the antidote!"

Basang forced a smile and took out a small bottle from the fresh-keeping storage box. solemnly handed over to the medical staff on the side, and then motioned for the nurse to pour Aziz down.

When Aziz saw Xing Jie and Basang involuntarily retreating, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Yes, he remembered what kind of place the Homilat was, and what kind of existence would be the antidote made by the sacrifices of that place. Especially the beautiful nurse girl's eyes were red from the potion, her face was pale, and she looked like she was going to spit it out at any time, so she knew that something was wrong.

Xing Jie and Basang, the two bastards, came to see the play!

"NO, NO, NO!" AZIZ CRIED OUT IN HORROR.

However, such a helpless girl-like struggle was ignored by everyone, and several big men on the side firmly held down Aziz's arm after Xing Jie waved his hand. Basang went up and pressed Aziz on the jaw to open his mouth.

The viscous potion, like mercury, slid directly into Aziz's throat as soon as it was poured into Aziz's mouth, and Aziz could only swallow helplessly with a roll of his eyes.

The rest should be the moment to witness the miracle.

I remember that the old man Wu Chengen described Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit in Journey to the West, saying that all the pores on his body were about to open, and then he was comfortable.

The current Aziz is also like this, all the pores on his body are open, and traces of black body fluids are constantly seeping out. Xing Jie didn't know if he was comfortable or not, but when he saw Aziz grinning now, his eyes were wide open, and his teeth were clenched, he knew that he couldn't talk about the word comfort.

"Gwoe, gach, gach. ”

Not only is the body oozing black body fluids, but there is also constant vomiting in the mouth, and of course, incontinence is also a occurrence. It can be said that in an instant, the originally clean healing tank was full of dirt.

For Aziz, the physical pain was bearable. However, the mental blow can be said to be unparalleled. A generation of wise generals, the world-famous No. 2 person in the American team, Aziz who stomped and trembled in the archaeological world can be said to have lost face until now.

"Bear with me a little longer, and when your body is better, I will take you to see Han Zhongxuan's treatment. By then, you should be able to find mental balance. Xing Jie stood on the edge of the recuperation tank and said unscrupulously.

"You, you mean. That bastard also took the secret medicine?" Aziz asked loudly as he endured the pain in his body, his eyes waiting for Xing Jie.

Xing Jie nodded with a smile.

"Fake, why didn't you say it earlier, I'm here to hold on!" Aziz snorted.

In order to be able to see the embarrassment of a generation of strongman Han Zhongxuan earlier, Aziz also let it go!

The helicopter roared in, and a group of black-clothed men carried Aziz, who had recovered and was in a wheelchair in a hospital gown, pushing Xing Jie towards the plane.

Two days to go!

Although Aziz's face was pale, his body was still thin and weak, and he was mentally sluggish. But it can be seen that the whole person has begun to recover, and the rest of the thing is to cooperate with the nutritionist to gradually recover his physical fitness.

Zhu Lao looked at Aziz in front of him and kept nodding. At this time, although he looked like his face was normal, he was actually anxious. Aziz was able to recover like this, to be honest, far beyond Zhu Lao's psychological expectations.

"Where's the medicine?"

Xing Jie didn't say a word, and directly threw the potion over.

Zhu Lao opened it and sniffed it, of course he couldn't tell what was inside. However, being able to make the antidote look like this means that there should be no tricks.

After all, the Homilat are a primitive tribe, and they can't make that kind of transparent, colorless, and odorless antidote.

On the contrary, this kind of potion that is extremely disgusting to ask should be their true level!

"Is there anything to pay attention to?"

"Yes, this medicine, for Lao Han, should be hell-level!"