Duanmu Wenzheng, under the instruction of the King of Hundred Birds and the Dream Broken Heavenly Machine, replaced Duanmu Yuanke, who was angry, and presided over the martial arts competition alone and began to get into the main topic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, as soon as he finished speaking, some practitioners began to shout, and many people noticed the problem.

"I said the owner, the people who crossed the Sword Palace just now said that they were poisoned, what's going on?"

"That is, we usually have a fixed schedule and rest time, even if we are tired, we will wake up early, why did we sleep at dawn last night and didn't know?"

"Yes, yes, yes, and when you wake up, you find that your limbs are heavy and your mind is cloudy, and you have to give an explanation. ”

"Did you put something in the wine or something?"

"Whoa!" a group of cultivators suddenly thought of the situation in the morning, and their hearts chuckled.

"Nima, come and see a martial arts contest and be taken down**, Duanmu, what kind of heart do you have?"

"This ......" There was an uproar in the audience, Duanmu Yuanke just pushed it away, his face turned from red to pale, and he passed the sound to his father.

"Father, how do we explain?"

"Stay honest, I'll deal with it. Duanmu Wenzheng didn't even look at his son, and looked coldly at the cultivator and quickly thought about how to answer.

And Zhan Qingyu is on the rise, and it seems that there is a drama in this formation. Anything that is unfavorable to Skylark Villa, he is very happy to add a fire.

Therefore, the cough twice attracted the attention of most people, and pretended to be bitter and bitter. The staggered face turned even paler, and he almost fell down after taking two steps.

Dorjee, Zhang Jiu, Murong Zhongtian and Zhang Sheng, who followed, also showed painful expressions, and dangerously supported Zhan Qingyu, who was about to fall.

"Brother, are you okay, can you still hold on?" Zhang Sheng asked.

"Hall Master, this poison is really powerful, the more you want to force it out, the deeper it is hidden. Otherwise, let's withdraw, it's important to save lives. Dorjee took the opportunity to start fanning the wind, and the cultivators in the audience suddenly felt half cold when they saw it.

The masters of the Nine Heavens Hall all said that the poison was too powerful, wouldn't they have no choice?

Many people began to secretly use spiritual power to find physical discomfort, and some even found that the internal diseases caused by the original practice seemed to be serious, and this discovery caused another commotion.

"Really, what the people from the Nine Heavens Hall said is true, the injury in my internal organs has worsened, and sure enough, the wine is poisonous. ”

"The discomfort in the body is so tricky, the more you chase, the faster you run, I'm poisoned, where are you?"

"We are all poisoned, Duanmu Wenzheng, you are too insidious, you are clearly holding a martial arts competition, you want to wipe us out and unify the cultivation world. ”

"Let's not be silent, we're going to break out, we're going to have an antidote, we're going to have an antidote. ”

Wave after wave of shouts and insults made Duanmu Wenzheng speechless, so he had to look at the King of Hundred Birds and Dream Broken Heaven one by one.

And the two super masters were indifferent, and they also looked at him expectantly, meaning that you can solve the trouble you caused yourself.

"Everyone, everyone... Ahem...... "With the help of a few people, Zhan Qingyu finally stood in the ring with great difficulty, and took a few breaths before starting to speak.

"Don't worry, everyone, I woke up in the morning and found a similar situation, and the poisoning is not necessarily poisoned here. And so many people were poisoned together, and the owner of Duanmu Village didn't have so much poison, right?"

Before the words fell, Duanmu Wenzheng's father and son all looked at Zhan Qingyu with strange eyes, and said in their hearts, This kid is talking to us, his brain is broken, right?

After a moment's thought, Duanmu Wenzheng also smiled at Zhan Qingyu: "The Lord of the Nine Heavens Hall is really wise, no wonder this sect can be ranked among the first-class sects and compare with my Skylark Mountain Villa." If I want to poison the Skylark Villa, I really don't have so much poison, and I am very grateful to the Lord of the Nine Heavens Hall for helping to clarify. ”

"And I also thought about it just now, what Gongsun Yu's predecessor said is very reasonable. Although Jiuxiao accepted the witch Jade Pill, we still don't know if he practiced magic skills, let alone because he had many neat footprints at the door, he couldn't say that he was the murderer of the bloody case. Moreover, although the blood words left in front of the deceased are clearly the so-called of Jiuxiao, it does not rule out blaming the blame. ”

Zhan Qingyu did Duanmu Wenzheng a favor, and Duanmu Wenzheng immediately returned a gift to Zhan Qingyu. Indeed, the cultivators in the audience also felt that what the two said made sense.

Unless it is a cultivator who has gone mad, but even if he leaves a name, not every deceased person will have it in front of him.

Even if Duanmu Wenzheng was bold, if he wanted to unify the cultivation world, he would never dare to use poison on such a large scale, and those reclusive cultivators alone would be enough to tear him apart. You must know that many of these people who come to compete or watch martial arts are disciples of hermits or people who have something to do with them.

Zhan Qingyu raised her eyebrows, the color of pain was even worse, and she smiled slightly bitterly and began to speak again to the cultivators in the audience.

At the same time, I said in my heart, old thief, you are reminding them not to forget this stubble that left a name for murder, and at this time you are still pouring dirty water on me. If I explain, I must be trying to cover up, and if I don't explain, I will be more suspicious. You're reminding them to shift their hatred, hum, you wait.

"The owner of the village is reasonable, I am a descendant boy Mo said that he killed more than a dozen people, even if it is disrespectful to a master, it is a provocation to Skylark Villa, let me ask everyone, I am nineteen years old, even if I have the courage, who gave me such ability?"

"But I have a guess in my mind about the poisoning. Zhan Qingyu covered his chest and abdomen and continued: "If I invite everyone, there is no benefit, I dare to set up such a big banquet? Who would want to do a business that is not profitable? So I guess that someone has poisoned someone in this banquet, of course, it is not acute, otherwise everyone would have died a long time ago." ”

"Also, these killed masters are at least fifth-order strength, although they may not be able to defeat their opponents, but it's always okay to resist, right? But without resistance, they were killed directly, and some people still had smiles on their faces, which shows that it is a poison that makes people hallucinate and dull their senses. ”

"Hall Master, when you say that, I think of a kind of poison. Someone in the audience shouted: "A plant that grows in the land of fog, edible but with chronic toxicity." ”

Zhan Qingyu handed over the initiative to the cultivators, and through deliberate guidance, someone finally saw more and found the news about this poison.

"What's that, what's its name?" someone asked.

"I heard that it's called silkless green lotus root, and it's the same as the one we ate during the banquet yesterday. I'm grass!"

"Made, old thief Duanmu, what are your intentions for letting us eat such poison?"

"Everyone ate it, and it tasted good at the time, but it turned out to be a poison, what are you going to do, Duanmu old thief, do you want to control the cultivators in the world?"

Zhan Qingyu secretly held back a smile, shook her head bitterly on the surface, and spit it out, pretending to be physically exhausted and about to fall. Dorjee was strong and strong, and he grabbed it first, but was reminded by Zhan Qingyu's eyes.

"Uh, master, I was poisoned, I know......" Dorjee also pretended to be stupid and smiled as he leaned against Zhan Qingyu.