The sneer dispersed, and no one understood the power of the medicine he refined better than Bu Zheng.

In the world of martial arts, this drug is nothing, the Ecstasy Pill, the Three Corpses Brain Divine Pill, the Life and Death Talisman and so on There are too many things that are more terrifying than it, but in this world between kung fu and martial arts, this drug is definitely an insoluble existence.

Even if the Red Cloak Alliance has a strong force in reality, it is also an organization that belongs to the rivers and lakes, and it is impossible to solve it in the face of this medicine.

The long sword slid away from the long knife, and Zi Linglong's body slid towards the ground with a limp, and it seemed that it was difficult to even stand.

However, just as Zi Linglong slid towards the ground, the long knife of Bu Zheng did not hesitate to raise it again, and the figure also quickly slammed out to the side, and a few cold flashes flew past the place where he stood.

"This drug will spread as the blood in the body boils, like countless small insects that begin to devour a person's spirit, and then blood, muscles, bones, so that the person who is affected by this drug feels extremely hungry, swallowing everything around him into his stomach, even if it is mud, even if it is a rotten dead rat, he does not hesitate."

The figure of Bu Zheng crashed out, but his eyes looked coldly at the stamen whose hands were already waving rapidly, a sneer flashed on his face, and over there, the stamen who wanted to continue to send the dark weapon suddenly froze his face, as if he thought of some terrifying scene, his body trembled violently, and he suddenly reached out to cover his mouth and made a gagging sound.

"However, as long as there is no antidote I dispense, or continue to swallow this drug, deepening the poisoning, no matter what the person who is in this medicine eats, it is useless, the feeling that the body is empty from the inside will still continue to emerge, at this time, the person who has been hit by this drug will frantically cut open his body, turn every piece of flesh, every meridian, and even every intestine to find the worm that devours himself in the body."

Wielding his long knife, he shot down a silver needle that flew around his body in a circle in mid-air, and looked at the stamen and the purple Linglong on the ground with a gloomy gaze.

The Red Clothes League belongs to the top force in Runjin Prefecture, even the entire Wei State is a very strong existence, he has never underestimated the two women in front of him, although he has all the memories and experiences of his previous life, but after all, his current body is still weak, and he is still not as strong as the two women in front of him in terms of strength.

Of course, the rules of the game limit that these two women can only exert the strongest strength in this world.

"What exactly do you want?"

Suddenly, Hua Rui's hand covering her mouth slapped on the table fiercely, and the table made of good Nanmu fell apart in an instant with a huge sound, and the exquisite dishes made of the top ingredients on the table were scattered all over the ground, and on the ground, Zi Linglong was already panting and stood up.

Two pairs of sharp eyes stared at Bu Zheng, and there was a faint aura sharper than a sword echoing in the room.

Although the drugs in the two have begun to take effect, it is clear that the two are not without the power to fight.

"Grain, a large amount of grain, transport it over, and then find a place to set up a warehouse in Shanxi and Shaanxi to store it, and prepare 10 million taels of silver, of course, I don't care if this money is from you or Fan Yongdou and other Jin merchants, but Fan Yongdou and other eight people can't die for the time being, and I need them to do a big thing with me in a few years."

Bu Zheng didn't care about the anger of the two women, the reason why the chaotic times at the end of the Ming Dynasty finally developed out of control, although there were other reasons, but more of it was a famine, if there were not so many natural disasters, there was no peasant uprising, how could it be impossible to capture the Ming Dynasty with the strength of the Jurchens.

In the previous life, this national war task, in the end, was shared by the players of the three parts of the Ming Dynasty, the wave of the DPRK, the two people of the Red Alliance, plus the foot struggle, and among them, the step battle was the least, and it was also the most difficult, if it wasn't for the step battle and some ability, I am afraid that they have been directly swallowed by the first two.

In this life, since he started all over again, Bu Zheng has no intention of sharing it with others, the national war task can only belong to him, at most bring Ye Feng to play together, as for the other two waves of people who have nothing to do with him, stay where it is cool.

These two groups of people are not Jurchen players who can carry out camp killing missions, and he doesn't even have the slightest intention of being false and wrong.

"Food, national war mission."

"Okay."

Zi Linglong's eyes glared fiercely, and she opened her mouth to say that she wanted food, and behind, Hua Rui did not hesitate to speak.

"Half a year of medicine, even Fan Yongdou's share, I hope to see the results in half a year, for you who have the convenience of shipping in Yangzhou, I think it is not a problem to prepare a large batch of food, and after half a year, I will definitely be in my base camp, where is that place, I think it should not be a secret to you."

Bu Zheng reached out and took out two packs of medicine from his arms and placed them on the wooden cabinet against the wall, and glanced at the two women lightly again, "Don't play tricks, you are still controlling Miao Xuan now, the plot characters still have your share after all, don't make yourself uncomfortable." ”

After a casual warning, Bu Zheng turned around and strode away from the Fan family, he came here for the Jin Shang Eight Family, but now, there is no need to go to the door one by one, he knows that Hua Rui and Zi Linglong can help him do it.

Of course, these two women will not compromise so simply, but even if he does not appear, these two women will start to control the eight families of the Jin merchants, and next, when these two women control the eight families of the Jin merchants, it is estimated that they will deliberately hide any news about him, and try their best not to let the players in the Ming Dynasty know everything about him, and secretly, they themselves will desperately investigate him and find a way to solve the problem of the drug.

Naturally, this drug can't control two women for too long, and this drug is actually just a trap.

"Third sister, the miracle doctor we found has identified the ingredients of this medicine, according to his words, the ingredients are not complicated, but the dosage is very important, and a slight mistake may lead to irreparable consequences, so it will probably take a few years to get it."

Three months later, in Yangzhou, in a mansion with a circumference of dozens of kilometers, Zi Linglong pushed open the door of a study.

"A few years, it doesn't matter, just let that guy control the civil officials in the Ming Dynasty who are inconvenient for us to infiltrate, and then we will cut off the beard, and then the few people in the court will not be blamed on us, and it is not our hands."

"If you want me to say, now let's go and cut down the few in the court first, and then slowly play with the guy who fights for the house, and when he helps control all the civil officials, it just so happens that our poison is also resolved, and the plot has begun, and then we can kill Bu Zheng and Ye Feng, and then complete the national war mission, and then kill the Jurchen players to complete the camp task, perfect."

"Don't just think about violent means, how can things be done so simply, those few in the court are not stupid, you dare to cut people, I don't believe that I have been surrounded by the people and horses of the Twelve Guards before I entered Kyoto, by the way, what are Bu Zheng doing now, and Ye Feng, what are you doing now, although their strength is not strong, but their calculations are not worse than ours, maybe with their calculations, we will be able to go more smoothly in the future."

"Things are sometimes so simple, it's just that the third sister you have to make it complicated, Bu Zheng and Ye Feng's calculations, third sister, don't count on it, Bu Zheng's stupid guy is now in Shaolin Temple, you say it's ridiculous, he really thinks that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, but he doesn't know that it is all blown out by all living beings.

In fact, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple were taught by a few monks and soldiers who practiced when they followed Yu Dayou and Qi Jiguang, and Ye Feng, this is even more ridiculous, he is teaching Liaodong refugees to read, don't you want to produce a few champions in it, and then be admitted to the big official and then do the national war task by controlling the Ming Dynasty, I really laugh to death. ”

"You just stare at them, don't worry about that much."

Hua Rui's angry words ended this conversation, and I don't know if it was angry with Ye Feng's discontent, or angry at Zi Linglong's disobedience, and at this time, in the ancient temple of Songshan in Henan, Bu Zheng had just gotten up from the ground.

"Donor, don't play, we can all see that you have strong knife skills, why do you have to ............"

On the opposite side of Bu Zheng, eighteen big monks with long sticks showed a bitter expression on their faces, one of them opened his mouth with a tangled face, they didn't know what to say, they could all see that Bu Zheng had good knife skills, but since Bu Zheng came to Songshan Shaolin and began to propose to compete with them, Bu Zheng has always been just using a killing action to compete with them.

No matter how powerful your martial arts are, it is impossible for a single action to be very powerful, so every time they fight for a fight, they are easily knocked to the ground, if it weren't for the simplicity of their hearts at this time, they probably have to think that they want to touch porcelain.

But even if they are simple, these big monks already feel that Bu Zheng's behavior is very wrong, however, although Bu Zheng handed over the token of Jin Yiwei, but he still has Jin Yiwei's letter on his body, which makes the big monks very depressed, obviously abusing their opponents, but they are terrified, and they have to fight, and they will be threatened once they fake a fight.

"Again."

However, Bu Zheng got up directly, without the slightest nonsense, just looking at the eighteen people with sharp eyes.

Of course, he was not looking for abuse, but trying to find a certain martial art that he thought of later in his previous life that could ignore the limitations of the game, a kind of martial arts power that could be accepted by the game at any time, and as the world level of the game increased, without being inferior to the top martial arts in any world.

This will be a martial art that transcends the limit, and perhaps, it is also a martial art that can completely transcend the game, and it is a martial art that truly belongs to him.