The steamed buns made with secret medicine juice are more violent and effective than taking the pill directly.

If it weren't for Mo Xuanchen's sake, he wouldn't have bothered so much to give Feng Chenglin to take.

Inside the iron can, Feng Chenglin hesitated, looked at the steamed bun and gritted his teeth.

"Damn, it's just a death, what's the big deal?! Death is a special death!! ”

The hatred roared, and he opened his mouth like a boat.

As if taking medicine, Feng Chenglin swallowed the steamed buns and almost choked to death, until he poured most of the water in the water bag into the bag, and then he felt a lot more comfortable.

"What Bigu Dan, fart!! It's still steamed buns and water!! ”

Feng Chenglin wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and was just about to plug the mouth of the water bag, but his complexion changed suddenly.

"No...... right"

He felt a faint pain in his lower abdomen, as if he had eaten something, the feeling of blocking a little breath, a sharp pain.

"No, why does it hurt so much?!"

He hurriedly blocked the water bag with difficulty, sat down with his lower abdomen covered, coughed in his throat, and imagined that he had blocked a mouthful of phlegm, and his breathing was a little difficult.

"...... I can't be poisoned, right?! ”

Feng Chenglin's eyes showed a hint of panic!!

Although he said that he would die if he died, when he was really going to hang up, he still felt an instinctive fear of death in his heart!!

The pain in the lower abdomen slowly tore apart, as if one hand grabbed the dantian and pinched it fiercely, and then sent it away.

"Ah......h

A whimper came out of his throat, and the whole person fell to his knees, holding his lower abdomen with both hands, not daring to move.

With a slight movement, his lower abdomen felt as if it had been pierced by countless knives.

And it's inside and out, back and forth.

This kind of pain slowly spread along the lower abdomen, from the lower abdomen to the chest, to the back, and finally down the limbs to the hands and feet, and he didn't dare to move.

"...... What the hell is this...... Do...... What ......"

He muttered like a mouthful, and the tremor of his vocal cords gave his neck the illusion of a knife.

If he hadn't been able to see with his own eyes that there were no wounds on his body, Feng Fat Man would definitely have thought that he had been pierced through his heart by ten thousand knives at this time, and he was bleeding all over his body.

Outside the iron can, Wu Shengji was speechless: "What are you doing?" This is washing your muscles...... If you can survive it, Xuan Qi can go to the next level of cultivation, if you can't survive, then your cultivation in this life will be like this......"

Although Feng Chenglin was in pain, he still heard it, and opened his mouth to scold angrily.

"......"

Did he agree before washing his muscles and marrow?!

If he knew that it was so painful, he would definitely have to think about it!

"Hmm!"

With a muffled snort, Feng Chenglin fell to the ground, convulsing all over, and a thick stench came out of his body.

——

The Misty Palace.

In the curling mist, Mo Xuanchen was dressed in a white silk suit and sat quietly in the hot spring.

On his chest, several black lines were slowly fading and converging.

His long eyelashes twitched, and he snapped open.

Tilt your head slightly and look slowly to the side.

At the same time, Xiao You's voice suddenly entered his ears.

"Mianzhu girl, your Excellency is in the medicinal bath, if you have something, please take a rest here, and I will inform you!"

Mianzhu Feng's eyes were slightly hideous, and he sneered: "Xiao You, you are so bold!" How dare you stop me...... Don't you know who I am?! ”

Xiao Youxin said-It's because I know that I stopped you!!