readx; What should I do? Should I drink it......

The thirst for power and the great uneasiness in his heart made Il hesitate and make a decision. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why don't you drink it yourself, old fellow?"

It was Bicester who spoke, and when he saw his friend Illidan hesitating and at a loss, he decided to start with the old fellow first, although he had a little doubt in his heart.

When the old man heard this, he laughed and said, "Troublemaker, you have known the old man for so long, you should know that the old man is not interested in power, wealth or power means. ”

What a strange old man...... This was Il's first reaction.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a thin line and looked at Yier, and asked again in a slow tone, "How is it, little brother...... If you don't drink this medicine, then I'll give it to someone else......"

As he spoke, he reached out and took away the cup containing the secret medicine on the table.

"Wait!" shouted Eir, breaking away from Byster's hand and walking quickly to the table.

"Hehe, have you figured it out?" the old man asked meaningfully.

Il nodded: "Yes, old man...... Also, as you said before, if I drink this, you will identify one of my things?"

"Uh...... hehehe, of course, the old man never gives promises indiscriminately. The old man said with a smile.

At this time, Bicester also returned to the table, stood beside Il, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I really can't help you, I'll tell you first, Illidan, this old guy may have given you some kind of ancient intestinal poison!"

The old man held his beard and smiled without saying a word.

Il craves strength, he needs strength to protect himself and his family, he needs strength to understand his past, he needs strength to fight the enemy's pursuit...... This desire for strength has overpowered any fear.

"So...... You're welcome!"

Now that he had made up his mind, Il no longer hesitated, quickly picked up the secret medicine on the table, and drank it all with his eyes closed.

The foul-smelling liquid of "Gollum ......" slowly flowed down his throat and into Il's stomach.

"Uh-huh......" Il's tongue was sticking out his tongue, his face full of disgust, obviously the taste of this secret medicine was just as disgusting as it looked.

...... The medicine was drunk, and the cluttered room fell into a deathly silence. At this moment, not only Bicester, but even the old man who had been mysterious held his breath, staring at the young man who drank the secret medicine without blinking.

The old man clenched his left hand into a fist, and his right hand tightly grasped the wooden staff that supported his body, and looked at Il with extremely expectant eyes. This secret recipe of the Three-Eyed Clan, which has been refined after countless days and nights, spent a huge amount of material and financial resources, and exhausted his efforts, has finally come to verify it today. Success means that you have mastered the method of seeing the past and foreseeing the future, which is a god-like power against the sky, and failure means that your efforts and efforts over the years will be in vain.

But Il stood there as if nothing had happened.

The three of them, you look at me, I look at you, and they just look at each other for about ten minutes. In the end, it was Buist who couldn't bear to ask first: "...... Illidan, you ...... Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Ilr replied with a blank look on his face.

This time, it was the old man's turn to be calm, he grabbed Yi'er's hand and asked solemnly: "Little brother, don't you have a little reaction in your body?"

"Uh...... , I don't feel anything special, it's just that my stomach is a little nauseous......" Yir stuck out his tongue again, and it could be seen that this secret medicine was really hard to drink.

The old man's expression was extremely sad, his disappointment was overflowing, and he muttered to himself: "Did you fail......?

Seeing this scene, Il also guessed the general situation. Although he was not as depressed as the old man, he actually felt uncomfortable. I thought it was a great opportunity to gain my strength, but who knew that this so-called secret medicine did not work, and now it seems that my hope is going to be disappointed.

Bicester was not the kind of person who was not interested, and when he saw that the two people in front of him seemed to be in a bad mood because of the secret medicine, he deliberately changed the topic and said, "Old fellow, we agreed before, you should help us identify something." ”

"Ah, yes, yes, little brother, do you have any treasures that the old man needs to identify?" When the old man heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, as if the secret medicine that had taken decades of painstaking efforts just now had never happened.

...... This old man's mood has changed too quickly! Il couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart.

But it's still important to get down to business. Since the old man's request for the cup of secret medicine he asked to drink has been fulfilled, then he doesn't have to be polite to him, and he should find out the origin of the mysterious pendant necklace on his body as soon as possible, so as to add some bargaining chips to his future escape career.

Il took out the dark red lion pendant necklace from his bosom and respectfully handed it to the old man's hand.

"That's it, old sir. ”

The old man couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw that it was only a necklace that needed to be identified, which was far from the rare treasure he had hoped for.

At first, the old man did casually hold it in his hand and play with it for a while, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, and the more he looked at it, the tighter his brow wrinkled......

"...... this?"

"What is this?!" Il asked nervously when he saw that the old man seemed to see some eyebrows.

...... The old man did not reply, but picked up a delicate jeweled magnifying glass on the corner of the table, and continued to observe the lion pendant on the necklace through it.

The room fell silent again.

However, this time the silence did not last long, and Bist spoke first: "I said Illidan, you don't wipe your mouth after drinking, and you still have that black medicinal juice on the corner of your mouth, how disgusting." ”

Il, who heard this, was a little confused. He clearly remembered that he had swallowed the cup of secret medicine in one go, how could there still be a medicinal juice?

Seeing Il's look of disbelief, Bist continued, "If you don't believe it, wipe it with your own hands. ”

The old man didn't hear what the two teenagers were talking about, and he was looking down at the pendant necklace in his hand, and he didn't have time to pay attention to these little things.

Suspiciously, Ilfox raised his right hand and wiped the corner of his mouth......

......

It's not a concoction!

The black juice rubbed from the corners of his mouth also looked a little disgusting, but for Il, who had tasted the secret medicine himself, it was easy to distinguish.

The secret medicine I drank before, although it looked black on the surface, it was purple with black, and the purple color was still relatively obvious, not the pure black liquid that was wiped off my hands now, and it was not the same viscosity as the secret medicine I drank before.

What is this liquid ......?

Just as Il was still wondering and guessing, a stream of heat rushed through his throat from the bottom up. This unexpected event happened so quickly that before Il could react, a large mouthful of black liquid squirted out of his mouth!

What the hell is this!