Chapter 9: Self-Inflicted Consequences 1

"Ahhh......h The room was already in a mess, tables www.biquge.info and chairs were falling around, valuable porcelain shards were everywhere, and Yun Fengju was smashing all kinds of items at hand.

Qingcai led several maids to kneel tremblingly to the side, blood constantly oozing from their foreheads, and from time to time there were flying heavy objects hitting their heads and bodies.

Yun Fengju's whole face is already swollen like a pig's head, the most terrible thing is itchy, as if countless ants are slowly crawling over the face, scratching the heart and lungs, the more Yun Fengju scratches her hands, the more itchy she gets, and she can't stop tickling when she scratches, and now her whole face is bloodstained, and there is no intact skin.

At this time, Yun Ling was leisurely looking through the various herbs collected in the blue-clothed grandmother's house.

"Ten Thousand Ant Mind Eater ......" Yun Ling read while holding a small red bottle, "I didn't expect that red also represents poison in this world......"

Yun Fengju, this doesn't taste good, right? If you're unlucky, you just took a random bottle that day and that's it.

Yun Ling sighed, she didn't know if she had gone too far, after all, she didn't know how powerful the contents of this bottle were.

However, the scene of that day appeared in front of her eyes again, Yun Ling clenched her white teeth, and secretly thought that since she dared to bully me Yun Ling, she had to be able to withstand my Yun Ling's anger. Do you like this feast of Ant Eater? If you want to ruin this girl's appearance, this girl will treat her in the same way as others, and the moment you fall, you have already smeared all the ants on your own face. Fighting with this girl, a gold medal killer, you are still a little tender.

Yun Ling grabbed the work she was doing, now she didn't have a trace of spiritual energy, she couldn't protect her body, although she felt that her spiritual power in this life had not changed, but these spiritual powers were chaotic and couldn't be concentrated in one place at all. It seems that if you want to restore the mental power ability of your previous life, you can't practice it in a day or two.

In addition, Yun Ling's memory in this life also clearly told him that in the Sigu Continent, psionic energy was a more terrifying ability than the ability in the previous life. Without the ability, let alone the support of the special operations suit, I am afraid that now the artifact that saves my life can only be these medicine bottles of the blue-clothed grandmother in the house, thanks to the fact that my predecessor followed the blue-clothed grandmother to learn so many alchemy and poison-making techniques, this is a lot of wealth! It's still a good self-defense technique!

Yun Ling was busy tinkering with her poison here, but on the other side of the Yun Mansion, there was already a commotion in Juxiu Hall.

Yun Fengju's mother, Chen Jinxiu, a middle-aged woman dressed in gorgeous satin, cried with a handful of snot and tears, "My poor Ju'er? Who hurt you so badly? Master, you can save Ju'er! ”

Yun Hongxing stood with his hands in his hands, his face was pale, his eyebrows were tightly constricted on his square Chinese face, and he asked Huang Wanquan, the pharmacist of the City Lord's Mansion, "Huang Yaoshi, what disease is the little girl suffering from?" Is there a cure? ”

Huang Wanquan stroked his small handful of beard and shook his head and said: "The old man is shallow, the young lady's pulse is normal, there is nothing wrong, the face does not look like ordinary measles, the old man has never heard of it, I am afraid it is not a disease, but a poisoning disease, and the old man does not know much about it." ”

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