He hugged his stomach and vomited, but he couldn't vomit anything, and after a burst of retching, he suddenly felt countless ants and insects crawling up under his throat, jumping in his throat, like countless insect legs scratching his throat, itching unbearably. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

He couldn't help but cough hard.

Coughing violently, he felt a burning tearing pain in his chest, and the itching in his throat was not subsiding, but becoming more and more unbearable, making him want to scratch.

"You, what did you do to me?" Richelieu gasped and looked up at Dudian with a coughing blushing face, only to see the boy staring at him with a chilling look.

"I didn't do anything, I just let you eat something delicious." Dudy looked at him quietly, his tone extremely flat.

Richelieu's face changed, his heart was extremely angry, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Why do you want to do this to me, didn't you say that you completely trust me, and I didn't betray you!" ”

"I also hope that I can trust you completely, but unfortunately, you have let me down." Du Dian said indifferently: "You should have told me about the prison envoy a long time ago, and when I have brought you out, it will be tantamount to forcing me to solve them, today I hope you can remember that any trouble you have caused me will not be a chance for you to get out." ”

Richelieu's face was ugly, and he said: "I didn't mean that, it's just that the situation was urgent, I didn't think about it, and you didn't ask, I ......"

Du Dian waved his hand, "There is no need to explain, whether there is this idea or not, this time it will be a warning to you, if you are careful in the future, such a punishment will last all day!" ”

Richelieu was angry in his heart, his fingers clenched slightly, and slowly released, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and just as he wanted to speak, the itch in his throat became more and more intense, and the itch made his lips tremble uncontrollably. He let out a low roar, raised his hand and tightened his throat, pressing the Adam's apple against the neck bone, this feeling of pressure and friction made the itch suddenly relieved for a moment, however, after a few seconds, the intense itch returned again, and there was a faint feeling of spreading to the palm of his hand.

He hurriedly let go of his hand, itching so much that he couldn't help but twist his head, although the posture looked extremely strange, with his previous image and majesty, he would never make such a self-destructive image, but at the moment he couldn't care about it.

However, just twisting his neck could not completely suppress the itch, and he couldn't help but raise his palm again and squeeze it his throat, and even felt the urge to plunge his fingers into his throat.

"Ahh He growled and snorted heavily.

"The effect of this thing seems to be even better than I expected, and it seems that the radiation here is not without any benefit." Du Dian looked at his body writhing, unbearable appearance, his heart was both surprised and satisfied, I thought that I would have to inject him a few more times to make him feel addicted, but I didn't expect that just the first time I used it, it would have such a great effect, all this is obviously thanks to the soil of this era, and the characteristics of mulberry leaves and other addictive plants planted are much stronger than those of the old era.

"Boom, boom, uh......" Richelieu desperately lowered his head, crushing his throat and letting out a strange growl, his wrinkled face flushed and sweating.

Dudian turned his head to look at the wall clock hanging on the wall next to him, quietly watching the time.

After a quarter of an hour, Richelieu finally couldn't take it anymore, gasped for breath, and begged Dudian: "Give me the antidote, please, I, I really didn't betray you, I really didn't have ......"

Dudian looked at his eyes full of pleading, and there was a touch in his heart, even if he was as powerful as Richelieu, in the end, he could not resist this little plant. He was silent for a moment, slowly took out a small metal bottle from his pocket, and said, "This is the antidote, you find a piece of paper, roll up the antidote, light the paper with fire, and inhale the burning smoke into it to relieve the itch." ”

Richelieu's reddened eyes looked at the small metal bottle in his hand, and he wanted to snatch it immediately, and after hearing Dudian's words, he had no other thoughts, and immediately turned his head to look around, and soon found the books piled up on the table, he quickly rushed to the desk, grabbed one of the books he had read the name of, and opened the book and pulled out a few books.

Due to his eagerness, his trembling palms accidentally tore the paper to pieces.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he ripped it off again, and after tearing off two of them, he returned to Du Di'an, and gasped: "Solution, antidote!" ”

Dudian tossed the metal vial to him.

Richelieu quickly took it, hurriedly opened the bottle, and poured out the contents, which were black and gray, like smoked grass and ashes, and he gasped and poured them onto the paper, and quickly rolled them up as Dudian said. When he had finished rolling, he suddenly thought of the lack of flames, and looked around hurriedly, but he saw no flint, nor the matches that had recently replaced them.

There was a thud, the flame shimmered, and Dudian lit a match and handed it to him, saying indifferently: "I hope you can remember this lesson." ”

Seeing the glimmer of the match handed over, he had a feeling of excitement to see the dawn in the dark, and even had a trace of gratitude to the hated Dudian in his heart, he completely ignored Dudian's words, and quickly handed the rolled paper to the match, watching the match light the paper, the flame slowly burned in front of him along the pen-like rolling paper, and he felt like he was about to be embraced by the light.

Smoke drifted from the rolling paper, and he thought of Dudian's words, and tried to bite down on his own part of the rolling paper and sucked it gently.

A puff of smoke was inhaled into the lobes of his lungs, choking him with tears that almost flowed out, followed by a strong feeling of nausea and a violent cough. He coughed vigorously, patted his chest, patted and patted, and suddenly he found that the itch in his throat had gradually disappeared, and it was no longer so painful.

"Looks like a real antidote." He secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, in order to prevent the detoxification from being incomplete enough, he took another breath, and was choked again, tears flowed out, and the lobes of his chest burned hotly, but this burning pain was simply heaven compared to the unbearable itching before, and he slowly felt that his body was a little lighter, and became light.

"Don't swallow it all, suck it in your throat and spit it out of your body." Dudian instructed.

Hearing this, Richelieu took another sip according to his method, and then slowly spit it out, and suddenly felt that the whole person was refreshed and extraordinarily energetic, and this refreshing feeling made him a little intoxicated.