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Chapter 401: Repeated Failures

When the Corpse King heard his words, he was slightly surprised, and immediately said with respect on his face: "Old thing, I can't imagine that after so many years, you have actually made such plans for the Holy Sect, and you can be regarded as loyal to the Holy Sect. ”

"Of course, how could the old man be like you, living in seclusion in the mountains and forests for a little thing, discouraged, and no longer take the cause of the Holy Sect to heart, hum!"

Pouting with disdain, the Poison King said with a proud face.

When the corpse king heard this, he rarely didn't talk back to him, and was silent, as if he was also blaming himself for his inaction over the years.

Yang Feng didn't pay attention to the two of them old guys bickering, but said hurriedly: "What about my brother, where is my brother?"

"Oh, Yang Daxia, he's ......"

"Lord Poison King, it's not good, No. 47 medicine man, something is wrong!"

However, no sooner had the Poison King's words come out than a Flame Cultist hurriedly ran up to him and bowed down to him.

The brows couldn't help but tremble, the poison king didn't say a word, and hurriedly ran to check, Yang Feng and they saw it, and they also followed closely, but they saw that the old man of the poison king ran in front of a transparent crystal, and he didn't move, his face was flustered: "What's the matter, this No. 47 medicine man has been maintained for more than four months, and everything is fine, he is the medicine man that the old man values the most, how can there be a sudden problem?"

"This subordinate doesn't know, but now the medicine man obviously has drug rejection, and his whole body is bleeding profusely. ”

The Holy Fire Cultist shook his head in fright and said hurriedly.

Yang Feng frowned, and then looked at the medicine man in the crystal, but saw that the man's body was convulsing, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and the bubbling red blood flowed out of the seven orifices, staining the entire crystal with the medicinal liquid.

After a while, the medicine man suddenly opened his eyes, and with a muffled pop, he revealed himself.

Suddenly, the dripping flesh and blood floated in the thick green liquid, like a starry dome, and I didn't know how many fragments there were to count.

"Alas, it's just a little bit, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

With a long breath of turbidity, the Poison King shook his head helplessly.

Yang Feng looked at all this in a daze, his face twitched violently, and then he grabbed the beard of the poison king, and roared: "What's going on?

"Accident, pure accident, he is purely because of the rejection of the drug, the reaction, you don't have to care too much. ”

"How can I not care? My brother was also made into a medicine man by you, will he also suddenly expose himself?"

"That's impossible, your brother's reaction is very calm now, there is no drug rejection, he is the most optimistic medicine man of the old man, he will definitely succeed." ”

"Fart, just now you also said that this No. 47 medicine man is what you value the most, didn't you also expose yourself?"

Belch!

Yang Feng was yelling, and the poison king's heart froze, smacking his mouth twice, unable to speak.

Touch!

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and an experimental crystal exploded, and a medicine man jumped out of it, his eyes were red, his blood was spurting all over his body, and with a roar of rage, he punched out, smashing the head of a Flame cultist beside him to pieces.

Then, like a wild beast, he continued to attack the rest of the people.

Suddenly, the entire laboratory was in chaos, and a group of Holy Fire cultists panicked.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's eyes couldn't help but bulge, and he grabbed the neck of the poison king again, and shouted: "What's going on? You still say that you are not a zombie who eats people? As soon as this girl comes out, she will beat people casually, she has no brains at all, she is a killing machine at all, my second brother won't become like this, right?"

"No, no, at first glance he is a failure, the drug has infiltrated the brain, affecting the brain, making my brother strong-willed, this will never happen. ”

"I'll fuck you, can I still believe half of your bullshit? You mad scientist!"

The poison king's desire to survive is also quite eager, obviously he has no bottom in his heart, and he still makes a promise to Yang Feng.

But where would Yang Feng still believe half a word of him now?

Seeing so many experiments happening unexpectedly, at this moment, Yang Feng was even more worried about the fate of his second brother.

Roar!

At this time, there was a loud roar, and the rampaging medicine man rushed to Yang Feng's face and was about to bite off his neck.

But Yang Feng didn't even look at him, and his head was blown up with a punch, blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and the accident of the zombies coming out of the cage finally subsided.

It's just that the zombie hanged, Yang Feng's eyes seemed to be infected, and they were red, staring at the frightened and trembling poison king and roaring: "What about my brother? ”

"Uh, yes, yes...... Your brother is the No. 59 medicine man, so the old man will take you to see him!"

Busy nodding his head, the Poison King hurriedly led the way, and Yang Feng followed violently.

When they came to a remote corner in the innermost, Yang Feng raised his eyes to look at the familiar figure sleeping quietly in the green crystal, and his heart suddenly tugged.

Isn't that his second brother Yang Xiaoyi, who is it?

It's just that at this time, his second brother was like a baby in the womb, gently closing his eyes and falling asleep, not knowing what was going on outside.

Slowly touching the somewhat warm crystal, Yang Feng thought about it, and hurriedly said: "Stop the experiment, I'm going to get my brother out, your experiment is too dangerous." ”

"No way!"

Hurriedly waved his hand, and the poison king hurriedly stopped him: "Yang Daxia, don't be impulsive." Now Brother Ling is recuperating in this medicinal solution, which is equivalent to remodeling in the mother's body. It is necessary to ripe and fall, and only after he is fully formed can he be separated. If you leave it too early, it will be like a baby who is less than a month old, and it will not develop well. Either born prematurely and died, or there was a congenital disease, and the foundation of cultivation was completely destroyed, I am afraid that I will be a waste person in this life, Daxia think twice. ”

What the?

The palm that was about to break the crystal froze, and Yang Feng stopped moving, his eyes full of complexity.

What this old guy means is that if he rescues his second brother now, his second brother may be in danger of his life. Even if you don't, you will become a cripple, a waste that you can't cultivate for the rest of your life.

His second brother left home when he traveled far away, and he originally went to improve his strength, and if he became a waste, it was probably worse than death.

He knew in his heart that his second brother was a dignified person, and he would rather die than be crippled.

Couldn't help it, Yang Feng withdrew his palm, was silent, and after a while, he said solemnly in an unwavering tone: "Old guy, I'll put the words here first." If anything happens to my second brother, you Holy Fire Sect will disappear forever for me. ”

"Uh...... Yes!"

With a shock to his body, the poison king's face turned pale, and finally he had to sigh and bow helplessly.

I only hope that this medicine man who is most favored by him can be born successfully.

Yang Feng ignored him, just stared at the elder brother in the potion liquid, motionless, his eyes full of determination.

Second brother, you'll be fine, absolutely not, as long as I'm here......