In the house, the sound of gurgling and the smell of poison mingled together.

The old poison king sat by the pot, always paying attention to the movement of the 'humanoid poison refining vessel' in the pot.

The clock is ticking.

The old poison king's eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

Odd.

Why do toxins enter the body so slowly?

According to his experience and time estimates, the body of the 'Humanoid Poison Refining Vessel' should have been invaded by a hundred poisons now!

Could it be that he hasn't found a suitable vessel for a long time, and his methods are rusty?

In that case, let's do something else.

The old poison king took out a small bottle full of black liquid and poured it all into the pot, and the stronger toxin made the liquid in the pot ......

Chapter 172 of "Ye Ben Red Makeup, Little Hou Ye, She Rebelled Again" As a playful pet is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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