"And I'm on the stage now, if I die on the spot, Xian'er's fate will not be much better, she will definitely be arrested and questioned, or even killed directly, this is definitely not the result she expected."

"Based on the previous smell of the drug, it should be a hallucinogenic hypnotic drug."

"Did it go down to the wine? Then when I drink, pour it out secretly...... What the?! ”

Fang Yi's thinking instantly pulled back to reality.

Staring at the system prompt that just popped up.

"System Prompt: You have been poisoned."

It's a very simple system message.

There is no indication of what kind of poison it is, nor does it say what will happen after poisoning, or even how it is poisoned.

But a message is real.

That is Fang Yi, who has been poisoned, and the poison has already attacked.

Because only when the poison starts to attack, the system will have a prompt.

Like Fang Yi boasted before, the poison that will attack after three days, even if it has been poisoned, will not give a hint on the spot. Only when the toxicity is onset, the poisoning system message will pop up.

His face sank, and Fang Yi's gaze fell on his right hand holding the wine glass.

There, the surface of the right hand has begun to darken.

Wine glasses...... Apply the poison directly to the wine glass.

Skin poisoning, I see......

Clenching the wine glass with his right hand, Fang Yi looked at Xian'er coldly.

"How much time do I have left?"

Xian'er smiled sweetly.

"Noticed? Oh, and I forgot that there was a system prompt, so don't worry, you still have three hours. ”

What Xian'er smeared on the wine glass was the [Septic Blood Poison].

It stands to reason that skin poisoning will take a long time before it will die.

However, there is also the premise of 'depending on the toxic dose'.

Xian'er just made a lot of money, and when Fang Yi was purchasing the sword weapon, because of anger, she decided to refine and purify the poison again.

Eventually, the toxicity value of the septic poison was increased by several points again, and all of it was applied to the wine glass.

The amount is sufficient, and the toxicity is violent, even if the skin is poisoned, it can only live for a few hours.

With a squint of her eyes, Xian'er said meaningfully: "Don't worry, the three-step predecessor of the Poison Concubine Immortal, I have an antidote!" ”

Among them, the five words 'Three Steps of the Poisonous Concubine Immortal', the fairy voice bites very hard, as if she is proving something, and it seems to be taking revenge.

Fang Yi didn't hear the meaning of the words, sneered, and took the wine glass out of the tray.

"It's time for a toast."

Xian'er smiled in response.

"Yes."

The words fell, and the fairy returned to her place.

The ten people stood still, facing Master Zhou, and raised their glasses together.

"Xian'er dances with this, wishing Master Zhou a long life than Nanshan......"

"Flowers dance with this......"

"Xi'er to ......"

After the speech, the nine people raised their masks slightly, and together with Xian'er, they raised their glasses and drank them all.

Master Zhou laughed.

"Haha, good! Let's start dancing! ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of candles around him were immediately extinguished.

The surrounding light dimmed, but the performance stage was still bright, attracting people's attention.

The vocals grew louder and louder, drowning out other noises.

The crowd became silent and sat still, only their eyes shining.

Joy, sword dance.

Ten beauties, fairy clothes fluttering, dancing, beautiful.

The dance is light and classical, antique, and full of charm.

Ten people are sometimes displaced, sometimes standing together, and their movements are elegant, like fairies descending to earth.

Among them, the most eye-catching is naturally the fairy who has taken off the mask.

With such a posture and such a dance, it instantly became the focus of the audience.

"Beautiful, beautiful, there are such beauties in the world."

"No wonder the old man dreams back and never forgets it."

On the high platform, Master Zhou's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He has watched "Biluo Sword Dance" many times, but only Xian'er can perform this dance so pleasing to the eye.

"What's the benefit for newcomers? This NPC is good-looking, versatile, and unforgettable. ”

"I'm a little reluctant to end the dungeon......"

At this moment, the rhythm of the vocal music suddenly changed, and the sword dance on the stage became slightly sharper, setting off a hint of feminine heroism.

"Good!"

"Praise, I feel like a woman has eyebrows."

But Master Zhou frowned slightly.

He felt that among the ten people, Xian'er's cousin's movements were a little sluggish, and her movements were still weak, which affected the overall feeling.

"It's a pity, this performance is not a special show for Xian'er alone, otherwise it would be a perfect ending."

Ten people are on the same stage, and the level is uneven. If a person drags his feet, it will affect the senses.

Fortunately, there is Xian'er Town, which overshadows the shortcomings of others, so there is no problem.

At this time, the vocal music gradually weakens, and the dance music gradually comes to an end.

Everyone was reluctant to give up.

"I want to see it again......"

"I wish I could keep dancing."

Under the sight of regret.

The song falls, and the dance is over.

Ten people put away their swords and stood still.

After the scene stopped for a while, everyone came back to their senses.

Syllable.

Bang bang bang.

The audience burst into applause.

Xian'er raised her head, faced Master Zhou, and smiled lightly.

"Master Zhou, in order to repay your invitation to dance, Xian'er wants to give a gift."

"Oh?"

Master Zhou stopped his voice and showed an interested expression.

"What does Xian'er want to give me?"

Xian'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips opened slightly.

"100-year-old ginseng ......"

Master Zhou's smile was still the same, but he didn't care in his heart.

"Fairy has a heart......"

"Five hundred years."

What the?!

Master Zhou's smile froze slightly.

If it is ginseng less than 500 years old, Master Zhou will not even look at it.

But in 500 years...... That's a different story.

Although it's just a little point, mosquito legs are also meat.

"Fantasy of Reality and Reality" has an element of cultivation, and accumulating a little is the king.

In addition, newcomers have limited resources, and there are too few things that can be exchanged for points, so Master Zhou is not ready to let go of every resource that can be exchanged for points.

As if sensing the change in Master Zhou's expression, Xian'er smiled sweetly.

"Cousin, bring it here."

This sentence is already said by the other party.

Stomp and tread.

Fang Yi didn't reply, and came directly to Xian'er's side in silence, holding the ancient wooden box in both hands.

The wooden box is carved with carved patterns, the texture is simple, and it is very high-grade.

The crowd whispered.

"Five hundred years of ginseng, hasn't the master been buying ...... recently"

"It seems that Miss Xian'er has also heard about it and does what she likes."

On the high platform, Master Zhou's smile has returned to normal and gradually bloomed.

"Okay, good, Xian'er really has a heart."

This time, both the mood and the tone are completely different from the previous sentence.

The former is a perfunctory smirk, and the latter is sincere.

"Master Zhou is polite, it is a blessing for Xian'er to be able to perform for Master Zhou, and Xian'er is sincerely grateful."

After a pause, Xian'er glanced at the person beside her.

"Cousin, hand over the 100-year-old ginseng."

Fang Yi nodded and looked at Xian'er quietly.

The two looked at each other, paused slightly, and instantly returned to normal.

Raising his feet, starting, Fang Yi took his belt and sword, and walked towards Master Zhou without hurrying.