Feng Xiying was stunned during the whole process, she only heard Ah Dong say that it would kill people, so King Yong might die here?

Seeing King Yong lying on the bed after changing her clothes, Feng Xiying's eyes were straight, and she whispered close to King Yong and shouted, "Han Jingcong, wake up, are you okay?" ”

Ah Dong passed by and said with a bad face: "Don't shout, he can't hear it." ”

"What's wrong with him?" Feng Xiying asked Ah Dong woodenly.

Ah Dong knew that he couldn't shake off the pot this time, so he simply admitted: "There is a problem with the therapy, looking at him like this, the poison should be accelerated." ”

"What happens when the poison is accelerated?" Feng Xiying remembered that she had said that this poison is generally not important, and it will only kill people when it is critical, has it been a very critical time now?

Ah Dong rarely stopped, looked at Feng Xiying very seriously and said, "No matter what the result is, you'd better be mentally prepared." ”

This sentence is the same as the doctor's critical illness notice, Feng Xiying turned her head and glanced at King Yong, it was hard to believe that the person who was still arguing with her earlier was now like this.

Feng Xiying's tears flowed, and Ah Dong sighed: "Don't cry yet, if something really happens, you will cry." ”

Feng Xiying wiped her tears, "Then what can I do now?" ”

"Wait." After Ah Dong finished speaking, his busy movements were faster.

Pick up was called to lay down, so busy that it was called a can't be opened.

Ah Dong tinkered for a long time, and finally made a bowl of black and non-slippery decoction, and commanded to pick up King Yong up, but found that he couldn't pour it.

Feng Xiying stepped forward and snatched the bowl and said, "I'll come." ”

This kind of bloody plot should go through the script.

Feng Xiying drank the black decoction into it, and squirted out: "What the hell is this?" ”

"Oops! It's hard to make such a bowl, why did you spit out such a big mouthful! Ah Dong was very distressed about the bowl of black decoction.

"What the hell is this, you won't die if you drink it, right?!" Feng Xiying questioned again.

"You feed it first." Adong avoided the question.

Feng Xiying gritted her teeth, picked up the bowl again, took a sip, and kissed King Yong's mouth.

The black decoction gave off a fishy smell, and Feng Xiying could only resist the urge to regurgitate and slowly finish feeding the bowl of medicine.

Taking the last mouthful of the decoction, Feng Xiying couldn't help but drop the bowl, ran to the side and retched, this Yongwang is really miserable, to drink such a thing.

After feeding the decoction, Ah Dong sat on the side again to give the needle to King Yong, and with Ah Dong's operation, the strange red color on King Yong's body gradually receded.

Feng Xiying and Shide pulled the bed and watched nervously from the side.

It was King Yong who was pierced by the needle, but a layer of sweat appeared on Ah Dong's forehead, and the sweat dripped down Ah Dong's cheeks and smashed on King Yong's face.

King Yong opened his eyes suddenly, and mechanically rolled his eyes to look at the three people beside the bed.

"Wake up!" Feng Xiying and Shide said in unison and shouted excitedly.

But the next moment, King Yong's actions surprised the three of them, King Yong raised his hand, and a palm wind directly knocked the three of them away.

I still knew that I was dragging Feng Xiying, and I didn't fall too badly, but Ah Dong was more miserable, and flew out directly from the door.

"You can't be angry because you're urinating, right?" Feng Xiying stood up, feeling that her chest was still a little painful.

He ducked behind Feng Xiying, "Miss Feng, if it's really because of this, you can save me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Adong's roar came from outside the door: "Lao Tzu has worked hard to treat you, you are a grace and will take revenge for Lao Tzu's life!" ”

The next moment, a figure rushed straight out, and Ah Dong had just stood firm, and he was directly slapped away by a palm, and a mouthful of blood vomited out directly.

"It's bad, if you go on like this, Adong will be killed!" Picked up a flying body and followed, watching King Yong raise his hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

Although he is not the opponent of King Yong, and he should not resist King Yong, but now at the critical moment, he can't take care of so much.

King Yong's palm was blocked, and he turned around and kicked over again, not daring to hurt King Yong, holding Ah Dong and turning to the side, avoiding King Yong's attack.

I found out that something was wrong, just now King Yong was able to use the palm wind to knock the three people away, proving that he could use internal force, but this follow-up attack was obviously not the level of King Yong.

Picking up the thought in his mind that the Heart Devouring Pill would turn people into puppets, King Yong's current actions seemed to be more in line with this.

After letting go of Adong, he took the initiative to attack, and he could only first determine whether King Yong's situation was a toxic attack of the Heart Devouring Pill.

Sure enough, with the successive shots of the pickup, although King Yong was not injured, his defensive movements were extremely mechanical and stiff, and when he saw this, he felt bad in his heart.

The subordinates showed no mercy, picked up the ground quickly, and one of them fell behind King Yong, and a palm knife slashed at King Yong's neck.

King Yong fell to the ground in response to this action, Feng Xiying hurriedly ran over and said with concern: "Han Jingcong, are you okay?" ”

"Don't come here!" Pick up and shout, so frightened that Feng Xiying was stunned in place.

Who would have thought that King Yong, who should have been stunned, shook his body and stood up at this time, and then quickly shot towards Feng Xiying, and suddenly grabbed Feng Xiying's throat.

Feng Xiying never thought that King Yong would be so cruel to herself, her face was full of pain, she looked at King Yong's face, but found something abnormal.

Although King Yong looked at Feng Xiying, he didn't have any figure in his eyes, as if he was blind.

"Han Jing... Cong, it's me. Feng Xiying spit out a few words from her mouth with difficulty, and her hands tightly pulled the hands around her neck.

But King Yong didn't recognize Feng Xiying at all, and the movements in his hands became more and more vigorous.

Feng Xiying was pinched and had difficulty breathing, her face turned red, and she once thought she was going to burp.

At the critical moment, he still picked up a reliable one, came up and kicked King Yong's hand, turned around and gave King Yongwang a palm, King Yong took two steps back, lowered his head and looked at his chest, and then looked up at the time of picking up, although his face was expressionless, he still felt murderous.

"Hurry up and find a way! Adong! He shook Feng Xiying away, turned around and ran behind him.

Ah Dong coughed a few more times before he spoke: "Attack the third section of his spine!" ”

After listening to the movement, he quickly turned towards King Yong's back, and raised his hand to attack his back.

Yongwang's reaction to this action was stronger than the previous attack reaction, and when he raised his hand, Yongwang directly slapped it away with a palm.

The sudden acceleration was unexpected, so he took this palm firmly, and flew out of the tree behind him at once, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Found!" Ah Dong shouted anxiously, not because he was overly worried about the danger of picking, but because once the only one with combat power here hit the street, he and Feng Xiying's lives would probably be explained here.

But it was obvious that he didn't think so, and felt that Ah Dong was worshipping his heroic appearance, so he stood up, pretended to wipe the blood from his mouth, and smiled evilly at Ah Dong.