"Just guessing will kill us, why?" Gu Fenghua asked.

"If you had known after death, you would have known the answer, but now, I can't tell you." Zhou Wenjun shook his head and said. This matter is too secret to be known to outsiders, even those who are about to die.

"Okay, I see, you can go and die." Gu Fenghua showed the gentle smile that was harmless to humans and animals, full of innocence.

"Hahahaha, boss, you're not wrong, they were really scared stupid, and they actually let us die." The master of the tea ceremony was stunned for a moment, and then, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he held his stomach and laughed wildly.

There are only a few Dharma Saints, and the highest is only the seventh rank, and they actually let one Soul Saint Eight Rank and two Law Saint Eight Rank die, isn't this the funniest joke in the world? Wouldn't she know how to count, not knowing that the strongest of them were all one level lower than the weakest on her side?

"Young people nowadays, it's getting more and more unaware of the height of the sky, so let's let you have a little more knowledge before you die." Zhou Wenjun walked towards Gu Fenghua as he spoke, facing such a low-level opponent, he didn't even bother to draw his sword.

"Wait, do you feel a little tingling on the tip of your tongue, and a little fluttering under your feet?" Gu Fenghua asked calmly.

Zhou Wenjun stopped, Gu Fenghua didn't say that he didn't think it yet, but now he suddenly realized that the tip of his tongue was a little numb, and his feet were indeed a little fluttering, with his cultivation of the Eight Soul Saints, there should never be such a situation. He raised his head sharply and looked at Gu Fenghua, with surprise in his eyes and some inexplicable uneasiness.

"Don't be so surprised, this is still the beginning, in the next step, you will feel numb all over your body, and the speed of the Holy Qi will become slower and slower, slower and slower......" Gu Fenghua's smile was still so soft, even weak.

The voice sounded in the ears of Zhou Wenjun and the others, like a lullaby. The unstoppable numbness surged all over the body, and even the eyelids began to fight.

"You've poisoned us!" Zhou Wenjun bit the tip of his tongue hard and asked with a strong spirit. In the trembling voice, there was a thick fear, this poison was so terrifying that even his Soul Saint Eight Rank cultivation could not be resolved.

"Answer correctly, but no reward." Gu Fenghua clapped his palms.

"Impossible, when did you get poisoned?" Zhou Wenjun looked at Gu Fenghua in disbelief. Don't look at him all the time talking to Gu Fenghua and a few people, but secretly he hasn't relaxed his vigilance for a moment, if Gu Fenghua wants to poison him, how can he hide it from his eyes?

"Hula!" The little white flower that was still lying on the corpse just now suddenly jumped up, changing the decay of the previous boiling, and the petals stretched out, exuding a crystal luster full of vitality. A tough vine waved in the sky, making a whirring wind.

Although it may not be as fearless as the high temperature of magma like the Blue Blood King Lan, a little boiling water obviously can't hurt it. The reason why the corpse is lying down until now is just to cooperate with Gu Fenghua's acting.

"Demon Plant!" Zhou Wenjun finally understood that the seemingly cheesy little white flower that Gu Fenghua inserted in his ear was actually a demon plant, and the vine spikes obviously contained poison, and when she "accidentally" dropped the little white flower into the tea just now, she poisoned it by the way.