The old man was about to grab Ye Fan's hand and froze in mid-air.

As if nothing had happened, he silently withdrew his hand.

"Good apprentice, why did you find it so quickly."

The old man smiled weakly, "It's really strange, I remember that the sleeping poison I gave you should be able to manage it for a day or two."

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the old man with cold eyes, "Just your little poison, you still want me to sleep for two days and dream."

"I knew you weren't kind, I said, don't bother him!"

The old man looked aggrieved, "However, this young man is really a good seedling, isn't your master and I loving each other?"

"Besides, wouldn't you be happy if you had one more junior brother to accompany you?"

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes were a little irritable, "I said, you don't have to take care of my affairs!"

"Get out of here now!"

"Otherwise, I'll die in front of you!"

Zhang Xiaoman's palm, a faint purple wave, rippled out.

This is not an attribute elemental force, but it is very close, and it is a special method of the poisoner.

When the old man saw this, he panicked, "Don't don't, my good apprentice, calm down."

"As a teacher, leave now, leave immediately!"

The old man lowered his head helplessly, and glanced at Ye Fan before going out.

"Young man, if you change your mind and tell me, you won't regret it!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoman turn his head, the old man stopped talking and hurriedly ran out.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Zhang Xiaoman noticed Ye Fan's gaze, and subconsciously reached out to cover half of his cheek with his hair.

The black poisonous lines on his face were little by little in the skin.

"I'm sorry."

Zhang Xiaoman turned around and was about to leave.

Ye Fan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Xiaoman's wrist.

"Xiao Man, it's you, right?"

Ye Fan's powerful qi and blood power made Zhang Xiaoman unable to break free at all.

Now Zhang Xiaoman's realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has reached the middle stage of the fourth grade.

"I can't imagine that even at this point, I still can't catch up with you."

The corners of Zhang Xiaoman's mouth flashed with bitterness.

"Let go of me."

Ye Fan didn't let go, "Let me let you go, but you have to explain to me what happened."

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes flickered, "What else can happen, you should have heard and known everything that happened."

"You see what I look like now."

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Zhang Xiaoman's eyelids lowered as if he had given up on himself, "Leave me alone."

In the next second, Ye Fan hugged Zhang Xiaoman from behind.

"I won't leave you alone."

"Tell me what the hell is going on."

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes were red, and he tried to struggle, "Don't do this...... I managed to persevere......

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Ye Fan scolded angrily.

"Who advised me not to refine poison in the first place?"

"Isn't that you, why did you start doing it the other way around now?"

Zhang Xiaoman's voice choked, "Why can't you, I can't, aren't you a little too arbitrary."

Ye Fan twisted Zhang Xiaoman's body and let Zhang Xiaoman face him!

"The problem is that we don't do it the same way!"

Ye Fan held Zhang Xiaoman's cheeks with both hands, "You look at me."

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes avoided, "Don't be like this, I'm ugly now, and I don't have the face to see you again."

"Xiao Man, I was refining poison because my physique had to let me go down this path."

"I have my own mediation, and I can go uncontrolled by the toxin after taking the poison."

"But you can't, you've been eroded by these toxins now!"

When Ye Fan just grabbed Zhang Xiaoman's wrist, he had already noticed how bad Zhang Xiaoman's physical condition was at this moment.

It is said that the life of a poison master is short, and this is known to everyone.

Dealing with poison for a long time, wanting to live a long life is simply a fool's dream.

Even if the poison master realm reaches the ninth grade, he will not live for two hundred years at most.

Compared with a martial artist who has truly reached the ninth grade, the vitality can be said to be greatly reduced!

"Ye Fan, I beg you, leave me alone......

Zhang Xiaoman finally raised his head, his purple eyes full of sadness.

"This is the path I have chosen, I have chosen, and I have no room to retreat."

Ye Fan grabbed Zhang Xiaoman's shoulder, "How could it not be, even if it is not, I will help you find a way out."

"Give up refining poison and don't do it again."

Zhang Xiaoman's tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, "It's late, it's too late for anything."

"When my parents died, I didn't care about anything."

"I thought I could let go, but Ye Fan, do you know, whenever I stay at home alone."

"Mom and Dad are everywhere, and I can still hear them talking."

"I can see them smiling at me, talking to me as usual!"

"But it's all fake!"

Zhang Xiaoman grabbed the shirt on Ye Fan's chest tightly, "I found that I couldn't do it, I wasn't as strong as you thought."

"When I went to college, my mind was full of thoughts of revenge!"

"I'm going to make the Purple Demon Alliance and those demon beasts pay!"

Zhang Xiaoman said, and the poisonous lines on his cheeks involuntarily appeared.

"I don't pray that you will understand me."

Zhang Xiaoman slowly loosened Ye Fan's shirt, "I'm already satisfied to see you again."

"I know I keep going, there is no future, but what else awaits me."

"I'm fed up with feeling empty when I get home."

"I'm sorry...... Goodbye."

The moment the words fell, Ye Fan felt that his limbs were completely unable to move.

A poisonous needle happened to pierce the chest.

"Don't worry, the poison will be unraveled in a while."

Zhang Xiaoman took a step back, "Ye Fan, thank you for always caring about me, if I have the opportunity, I hope to see you again before I die."

Zhang Xiaoman wiped away her tears, and her face became resolute.

Ye Fan desperately fought against the toxicity, trying to drive his body to catch Zhang Xiaoman.

But Zhang Xiaoman's figure got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared in front of the door.

"Don't ......"

Ye Fan clenched his fists, and when his body regained its mobility, he rushed to the corridor.

When he went downstairs, he couldn't see Zhang Xiaoman's figure anymore

There were people on the street, but he still couldn't keep Zhang Xiaoman.

Back in the elevator, Ye Fan looked at the upper right corner again.

The monitoring of the elevator is broken, it was broken before it came.

I should have noticed the anomaly sooner.

In the alley in the distance, Zhang Xiaoman cried like a tearful person.

Lonely and helpless, he crouched in the corner, sobbing silently.

The one-armed old man stood quietly beside Zhang Xiaoman, "Do you want to tie him up for the teacher?"

Zhang Xiaoman raised his red eyes and glared at the old man.

The old man sighed, "Okay, I didn't mention it as a teacher."