Lu Bolin understood in his heart and nodded without a trace.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Bi Fan just sighed, stretched out his hand and flicked his shirt, with a casual expression.

"Since I know that I am a member of the Poison Sect, I naturally know that I am good at using poison, so I still want to do it with me, and I am not afraid of capsizing in the gutter."

Lu Bolin felt a pang in his heart when he heard this, he had also heard some rumors about the people of the Poison Sect, but he had always been talked about by the people in the rivers and lakes about the other party's unpredictable poisoning methods, but if the other party really wanted to poison, there were thousands of methods, which made people unguardable.

And when Bi Fan said this, he couldn't help but make Lu Bolin's vigilance a little stronger.

Just as he wanted to rush forward to subdue Bi Fan, he only felt a strange fragrance appear, followed by his knees, and his body fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Brother, how is my soft muscles?"

Bi Fan looked at Lu Bolin with a smile, and at this time, Lu Bolin only felt that the meridians all over his body seemed to be blocked, and now he fell to the ground softly, and he couldn't even lift his hand.

"Despicable!"

He could only look at Bi Fan with hatred on his face and said sharply.

"Bi Fan, are you good at melee attacks?"

Huang Jiu, who had always wanted to speak, finally saw the right moment at this moment and spoke.

Bi Fan heard a familiar woman's voice, followed the sound, and smiled when he saw that it was the ugly girl who was almost injured in the drunken red mansion before.

"Girl, you're a good question!"

"Where, where!"

Huang Jiu smiled with a humble expression, and then continued: "I heard you say that you are a teacher of the Poison Sect, although I don't know much about your sect, but as the name suggests, the ability you are good at, as you just said, is poisoning, this hand-to-hand combat kung fu, shouldn't be very good at it!" ”

"That's right, as you said, girl, the so-called sorcerer has a specialty."

"That's it!"

Huang Jiu clapped his hands, looked at Lu Bolin, who was lying on the side and couldn't move, and said: "Senior Brother Lu, since Bi Fan is not good at fighting, you said, you use your good kung fu to challenge others, and that person also has to show what he is good at. Do you have to ask people to learn from you with kung fu that you are not good at, this is above board? How do I think that even if you win in this way, you will be a little invincible! ”

Huang Jiu has always been a person with a very slippery mouth, and when he talks about some truths, even if others sound like he is arguing with strong words, he can also make the other party speechless.

No, after hearing her words, Lu Bolin was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

But what Huang Jiu said was indeed reasonable.

People don't fight with others with what they are good at, they have to use what they are not good at, this is not asking for hardship!

And Yue Lengfeng, seeing Huang Jiu who suddenly appeared, looked at her with a somewhat gloomy expression, and then looked at the place not far behind Huang Jiu, where everyone from the Qingcheng Gang was standing, and the young man led by him also knew that it was the next head of the Qingcheng Gang, who had become famous in recent years, the son of Chang Zi, Sima Lin.