"Meng Fan, be careful!"

In the distance of the building of the Black Spirit Group, Zhang San sat in a black funeral car and saw Meng Fan enter the building, twisting a string of Taoist eighty-one prayer beads in his hand like flying.

After Meng Fan entered the building, a member of the Black Spirit Group led him into the elevator and pressed the twenty-third floor.

The elevator buzzed up, giving people a feeling of being overweight, Meng Fan's expression was calm, but the members of the Black Spirit Group were very nervous, and suddenly asked, "How many people have you killed from the Black Spirit Group?"

Meng Fan tilted his head slightly, and his gaze fell on the faces of the members of the Black Spirit Group: "There are few." ”

The member watched the elevator display screen change, and his lips opened: "How can you go against the very spirit group, you must have died here today, you ...... If you have anything to say to your loved ones, I can help you. ”

"Nope. Meng Fan smiled, and then glanced at the man, "Have you any?"

"Me?" the man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled as well, "I haven't been in the Black Spirit Group for a long time, and my brother is about to get married, and if I die one day, I want to use the first month's salary as his wedding gift money...... The younger siblings are beautiful. ”

"Are you married?" The pale elevator light shone on Meng Fan's calm face.

"Not yet!" the man pouted, "I can't afford to buy a house, and my brother has a house in my hometown." ”

The elevator finally reached the twenty-third floor, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

Meng Fan glanced outside and walked out of the elevator alone, except for him, the elevator was empty.

"Come this way. A person stood at the end of the deep and obscure corridor, his eyes shining with a poisonous light, his voice changed through the environment, it sounded like it was coming from the underworld, stretched out his right hand and pointed to the side, "The antidote that the Qu family wants is in this room, you can get it when you go in." ”

Meng Fan stared at the man's face and walked over step by step, the sound of footsteps echoing in the corridor.

That person is the senior brother of the red dragon, Chu Dadi, who was almost killed by Meng Fan in the night of the Qu family.

Chu Dadi stared at Meng Fan: "Meng Fan, don't want to play any tricks, Chu Mou prepared a bottle of the antidote, if you want to mess around, Chu Mou has 10,000 ways to make you unable to get the antidote, just be obedient." ”

With that, his figure disappeared at the end of the hallway.

When Meng Fan took the next step, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the position where Chu Dadi was standing just now, and looked at the room that Chu Dadi had just pointed to.

The door of the room is a transparent glass door, through the glass door, you can see a medical bed in the center of the room, a complex machine is placed next to the bed, an LCD display screen is hung on the machine, several straight lines move indifferently, revealing a touch of weirdness.

"Come in. Chu Dadi's voice rang out from the instrument in the room again, "Lie down on the bed." ”

Meng Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, pushed open the glass door, walked in, glanced at the medical bed, and said, "What about the antidote?"

As soon as the words fell, the instrument next to the bed began to tick, and a small window lit up on it, and a transparent test tube was placed in the small window, and a drop of white liquid dripped, and then stopped dripping.

"Meng Fan, the liquid medicine in the test tube is the antidote, which is temporarily synthesized by the instrument, I can remotely turn off the instrument at any time, and at the same time erase the program in the instrument, so that you can't get anything, you also know that Qu Ziming will be completely corpsed in three days, and even if there is an antidote, he will not be able to save him, so you should honestly follow what I say." Chu Dadi said.

Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders, not surprised by the other party's caution, if it were him, I am afraid that he would also come up with such a way, otherwise, he could have taken away the instrument and walked away, and then it would be difficult for the other party to threaten him again.

"How do I know if your antidote is real?" Meng Fan asked.

"Good question. Chu Dadi said, "There is a neigable mouse under the bed, you can inject the antidote just now into it, and you will know it." ”

"No need. Meng Fan had already seen the guinea pig under the bed, and since the other party was ready, he would definitely not deceive him with a fake antidote, so he lay down on the bed according to what the other party said, and then a sneering sound sounded, and a burst of rich green gas filled the entire room, and the smell was like a rotten mud grass.

"Meng Fan, let's make a game, the antidote will be full within an hour, if you can last an hour in the room and be safe, the antidote will be taken by you, how about it?" Chu Dadi said.

"Do I have a choice?" Meng Fan stretched out and rested his head on his arms.

"Hehe, it's true that I don't have a choice. Chu Dadi's voice was calm, "This poisonous mist is specially developed by us for cultivators, it can penetrate into the meridians through the skin, destroy its dantian, and turn into an ordinary person, so don't be afraid, you can't die, but considering that your physique is not the same as that of ordinary cultivators, last time you were shot but you were not suppressed to cultivate, therefore, I mixed some hypnotic substances in this poisonous mist, which itself is harmless to the body, so as not to make any moves on your hands and feet, you just need to sleep well." ”

"Okay, you guys really can't get by with cultivators. As Meng Fan spoke, he really felt that something had infiltrated into his body, flowing along the meridians to the dantian position, and at the same time, his eyelids were also heavy, and he wanted to sleep, but the ghost scar that could absorb toxins seemed to be confused by hypnotic substances, and it did not work, making him feel cold in his heart.

"Yes, although the aura of the current era is thin, there are signs of recovery in the cultivation world, and there are many masters, so that ...... Hehe. Chu Da said this, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Meng Fan raised his tired eyes, saw the spiritual liquid of the test paper slowly dripping, and asked in a slightly weak voice: "Let's ...... What?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. Chu Dadi smiled gloomily, "...... It's very unhappy to make the higher beings unhappy!"

"Isn't the cultivation world just ...... Is there a higher existence?" Meng Fan asked, his consciousness became sluggish, and he faintly heard Chu Dadi say, "...... You don't just look at ...... The world in front of you. ”

Meng Fan tasted Chu Dadi's words, his scalp was slightly numb, and he fell into a deep sleep.

On the outskirts of the city, the bus was already moving towards the city, getting closer and closer to the Black Spirit Group building, they slowly drew their blades, blood was flowing hot in their bodies, and their eyes were full of high fighting intent!

Qujia Villa.

Qu Shuyao sat in front of Qu Ziming's bed, looking at his father whose face was covered with black blood vessels, holding his hand tightly, and trembling constantly. Qiao Bo sat on the side without saying a word, constantly looking at the time, Qu Shuyao whispered: "...... Meng Fan said it was okay. ”

"Cousin, here is the man who beat me. ”

At this time, a car stopped outside the Qu family's villa, and a broom head sat in the car and pointed to a handsome man at the gate of the Qu family......