"I'm the only physician of the Hundred Flowers Clan, and the patriarch said that after two years, I'll be the Holy Maiden of the Clan."

"Ben Holy Maiden, how can you be poisoned?"

"Still not letting go of this holy woman?"

The ball-headed girl blinked her eyes, and there was a little more pride between her eyebrows.

Hear the word saint.

Ye Wentian's face froze.

Why are there saints everywhere?

"Eh, you stand aside." Ye Wentian immediately let go of the person in front of him, and then moved towards the haystack in front of him.

Xuan Jingcheng looked like he was indeed poisonous.

But people are alive.

His dragon seal is still there, and it is not difficult for him to contact himself logically.

I was about to go up and investigate.

"Whew!"

"You...... You can't go over, you're going to die, and my tribesmen just touched him, and in less than half an hour, he died of rage."

The girl turned around sharply, and grabbed Ye Wentian's back with a big jump.

With a serious face, he said nothing and didn't let him take another step forward.

"Come down." Ip Mantian was stunned.

"Hum!"

「……」

A wisp of spiritual power emanated, lifting the person behind him up.

"You're a foreigner!" The pill-headed girl's eyes twitched, and a ray of horror flashed in her eyes.

Ye Wentian didn't pay attention to it, but moved forward.

He walked to the haystack and glanced at Xuan Jingcheng.

The next moment.

The dragon mark on the center of the eyebrows flickered.

"Zizi!"

「……」

Xuan Jingcheng's body trembled, his eyebrows also flashed with golden light, bursts of white smoke began to rise on his body, his eyes were closed, and his brows were tightly locked.

"Huh? It's poisonous, it's not bad." Ip Man's eyes flashed and he gave a very high evaluation.

Just for an instant.

Xuan Jingcheng's repaired body was once again eroded by poison.

The rate of erosion is much faster than that of the dragon seal repair.

There was a slight groan.

Ye Wentian raised his hand violently and grabbed Xuan Jingcheng.

"Whew!"

"Whoop......

In the next second, I saw that the toxins on Xuan Jingcheng's body, like a spirit, began to quickly stretch towards Ye Wentian's arm.

And the state of the people in front of him is obviously much better.

"Coming at me." Ye Wentian smiled and reacted instantly.

Just in the blink of an eye, the paleness on Xuan Jingcheng's face receded.

His own arm became pitch black.

"Quick!"

"Cut off your arm, or you'll die." The girl behind her was full of worry, and she couldn't help but shout.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.

"It doesn't matter."

「……」

Whisper.

His spiritual power shook and he began to actively absorb the poison in the body in front of him.

Until the last wisp of toxin left his body, Xuan Jingcheng's eyes suddenly became really happy.

"Ye ...... Mr. Yip?"

"You shouldn't have come, this is a trap, this poison was set by the senior powerhouse of the Royal Beast Sect himself, just to lure Mr. into the pit." Xuan Jingcheng's face changed greatly, and he spoke repeatedly.

Since he entered the martial arts, he had never seen such a terrifying poisonous skill, so he would rather die of poison than contact Mr. Ye.

Ye Wentian's gaze condensed.

"Zizi!"

「……」

In his arm, there was a sharp pain.

As if soaked in lava, the toxins as black as asphalt on the skin stretched up the arm.

"The spiritual power level of the poison attack is a cut above me." Ye Wentian felt the change in his arm, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"Yin and Yang Beads, press me."

Ye Wentian reacted quickly and immediately adjusted

Moved the yin and yang qi in the body.

The black and white qi, like two ink dragons, began to roam the arm, and the terrifying toxin was squeezed and turned into a black spot.

The arm returned to normal, but the poison point could not be dissolved for the time being.

This is not a poison, but a means of refining spiritual power at the god level.

Ye Wentian loosened his arm, didn't pay too much attention to it, and when he slaughtered the guardian of the Royal Beast Gate, the poison would naturally dissolve. xь.

"Mr. Ye, you...... Are you alright?" Xuan Jingcheng was stunned in place.

No one knows the horror of the poison better than him.

So easy to dissolve?

"What can happen?"

"It's you, how did you do this?" Ye Wentian looked at the person in front of him and asked in a low voice.

When Xuan Jingcheng heard this, he smiled bitterly.

He originally wanted to find out the truth of the Royal Beast Gate, but he didn't think about his own thoughts, and he was already discovered by the other party, and after a torture, he poisoned his body, and then released him.

Fortunately, Mr. Ye was not injured by the poison.

"Huh?"

"Good...... Alright?"

"How is this possible, let me see." The girl behind her widened her eyes, and couldn't help but jump forward and grab Ye Wentian's arm.

The little hands poked up and down, and his face was full of surprise.

"You're a physician too?" The girl grabbed her arm and refused to let go, staring at the person in front of her with big eyes.

Ye Wentian glanced at him, and then turned his head to look at Xuan Jingcheng beside him.

Xuan Jingcheng immediately understood and hurriedly got up.

"Mr. Ye, this is the Hundred Flowers Clan, a small clan in the circle, responsible for doing some dirty work for the Eight Great Clans, which is equivalent to the slave clan under the command of the Shou clan, and this clan is responsible for collecting and cultivating medicinal flowers."

"This girl's name is Xiaoqing, and she saved me." Xuan Jingcheng stood up and saluted Xiaoqing in front of him, with a look of gratitude on his face.

If it weren't for the people of this tribe and brought him back to the people, he would probably die in the wasteland.

"Oh?"

"Little Nizi, this bottle of elixir for you." Ye Wentian smiled, seeing that the person in front of him liked medicine, he took out a bottle of Divine Transformation Pill from his body.

Xiaoqing took it.

I opened the bottle and sniffed it.

Her eyes suddenly burst into light, her body couldn't help but tremble, and her innocent little face turned red unconsciously.

"Good...... It's so strong, it's the best medicine, are you really willing to give it to me?" Xiao Qing's face was indescribably excited, and he grabbed the palm in front of him tighter.

These slave tribes, in the wasteland, are even inferior to the small tribes outside the circle, and belong to the lowest tribes.

But if the leader is displeased, he can destroy it at will. Xiushu.com

"A must." Ye Wentian laughed lightly.

"Hee-hee, thank you, big brother is so nice." Xiaoqing was so excited that she couldn't help but lean forward and peck Ye Wentian's side face.

That's when it happened.

"Click!"

「……」

The door of the grass hut was suddenly pushed open, and a rickety old man walked in with a wooden pole.

Behind the old man, he was followed by several young men in the clan.

"Stranger, the old man is the patriarch of the Hundred Flowers Clan, where did you come from?" The old patriarch's face was calm, and his voice was very kind.

The clan next to him is young and strong, and he also has a smile on his face.

Most of the people of the Baihua tribe are very kind and do not reject outsiders.

Xuan Jingcheng explained, and then stepped forward to salute.

"Hello, Patriarch."

"Thank you for saving your life, in Xia Xuan Jingcheng, the head of the extraterritorial Xuan family."

"This is the Great Yan Country, the ...... of this year" Xuan Jingcheng raised his hand and saluted, and said in a loud voice.

It's just that the words are not finished.

Ye Wentian suddenly stepped forward and blocked in front of him.

The name of the Great Flame Dragon King can not be said.

"Mr. Yip?" Xuan Jingcheng was stunned.

Patriarch of the front

, and everyone in the Baihua tribe, at this time, their eyes were all focused on Ye Wentian.