"You little bastard, can't you have a minimum of respect for the old man?"

The Hand Poison Medicine King scolded with a smile. He really didn't understand, where did Wu Xiaoyao get the confidence, not to mention the slightest awe of his poisonous hand medicine king, and his eyes always flickered with disdain, which made him very faceless.

Wu Xiaoyao pursed his lips, with a look of contempt, and muttered: "You are a crazy old man who is disrespectful to you, and you are polite!"

"Y-good boy!"

The Poison Hand Medicine King glared at Wu Xiaoyao, Wu Xiaoyao pretended not to see it, picked up the monkey wine on the table and drank it.

"It's not in vain that the old man took you out, to the old man's temper, hahaha!"

Wu Xiaoyao didn't have the slightest respect for him, the more so, the more pleasing the Poison Hand Medicine King looked at him, unlike the three people just now, with a hypocritical face, the respect for him was ultimately due to him.

Wu Xiaoyao smiled, he has always been wary of the Poison Hand Medicine King, what is it in the eyes of others when he talks about cultivation as a memory realm for him?

The three powerhouses of the Tianbao City Lord's Mansion, the Burial Sword Villa, and the Extreme Cold Hall were respectful and respectful in front of the Poison Hand Medicine King, and they dared to say it after careful consideration, for fear that the Poison Hand Medicine King would not like to hear any words and offend him.

Wu Xiaoyao did not have all the scruples of the three of them, and behaved very arrogantly in front of the Poison Hand Medicine King, and did not treat the Poison Hand Medicine King as a character at all.

"The gift brought by the Moon Frost of the Extreme Cold Hall is the most valuable, and it stands to reason that you should take more care of the Extreme Cold Palace.

What about you, instead, you left Dongfang Zhentian alone in the Burial Sword Villa, don't think I don't understand the scenes you said, if you want to use me, just say it, I don't mind. ”

Wu Xiaoyao tasted the monkey wine and said slowly.

"The brain is not stupid, there is one thing you said wrong, the old man didn't want to take advantage of you. ”

The Poison Hand Medicine King opened his mouth slightly in surprise and said with a smile.

Wu Xiaoyao shrugged, looked at the Poison Hand Medicine King with an indifferent expression, and said: "It's okay to use it or not, you can tell me what you need me to do, you saved my life, and I, Wu Xiaoyao, owe you a life!"

Wu Xiaoyao involuntarily touched his chest, as if there was a faint pain in his chest, and Rou Xue's sword almost killed him!

There is a medium-grade spiritual weapon Xuantie Wooden Shield in his body, if he has the heart to resist, Rou Xue will not hurt him in the slightest.

If you love someone to the point of madness, you may be willing to enjoy death!

Wu Xiaoyao understands this feeling very well, Rou Xue wants to kill him to avenge the witch of the Drifting Valley, Rou Xue is right, this is what a disciple should do.

Even if Rou Xue gave him a fatal sword, deep down, Wu Xiaoyao's love for Rou Xue did not weaken at all.

Wu Xiaoyao just hated himself, why couldn't he let Rouxue recover his memory!

Why did she let the witch die happily in the first place, she should die in pain!

"Neither of us owes anyone, now there is something you need to help with, you can refuse, if you are willing to help the old man, the old man can promise to help you do one thing after the matter is completed. ”

The Poison Hand Medicine King looked serious, his eyes flashed, staring at Wu Xiaoyao, if Wu Xiaoyao showed the slightest hesitation on his face, the Poison Hand Medicine King himself didn't know if he would take his life.

"I have no reason to refuse, since you claim to be the King of Poison Hand Medicine, it will be difficult for you to save people!"

Wu Xiaoyao thought that the witch mother was alarmist before she died, but it wasn't until Rou Xue devoured the Soul Renewal Pill that Wu Xiaoyao understood that a Soul Renewal Pill could not make Rou Xue get back the lost memories.

As soon as Wu Xiaoyao heard the conditions offered by the Poison Hand Medicine King, he gladly accepted it, he just wanted to hear the Poison Hand Medicine King admit that he could guarantee to retrieve his memories for Rou Xue.

"Saving people depends on the mood, I'm better at killing. Do you have any enemies, or someone you hate, tell me if you have one, I'll kill him for you when it's done!"

Wu Xiaoyao shook his head, firmness was written in his eyes, and he said word by word: "There are many enemies, but I, Wu Xiaoyao, disdain to ask for helpers, sooner or later, I will slaughter them with my own hands!"

The Poison Hand Medicine King nodded, his eyes full of appreciation, "Count you kid as backbone, old man, I am impressed by you."

Save your life, it doesn't matter if you make an exception once, and the old man will fulfill your wish after the deed is completed. ”

Wu Xiaoyao heard the promise of the Poison Hand Medicine King, nodded violently, and grinned, "What do you need me to do?"

The Poison Hand Medicine King ignored Wu Xiaoyao, and picked up the hundred-year-old daughter Hong sent by Leng Ao and drank bitterly, "Hahaha! Refreshing! Good wine! Good wine!!"

Wu Xiaoyao pursed his lips, took a sharp breath through his nose, and couldn't help but praise: "It is indeed a good wine, it is even more fragrant than monkey wine, and the aftertaste is endless when you take a sip!"

"You kid knows the goods. The Poison Hand Medicine King glanced at Wu Xiaoyao and said, "Guess what." ”

Wu Xiaoyao touched his nose and said: "The cultivation is not as good as you, and the murder will definitely not look for me, this matter can only be done in the Burial Sword Villa, am I right?"

"That's a good guess, go on!"

"Since it's in the Burial Sword Villa, then this matter can't be done by too many people, if it's a simple matter, you won't look for me, tell Dongfang Zhentian, I think he will be happy. ”

The Poison Hand Medicine King nodded, gave a thumbs up, and said, "The person who can come up with a difficult topic for the old man is indeed smart, and this matter is only known by God except for you and me." ”

So secretive?

Wu Xiaoyao had a solemn look on his face, and muttered to himself: "You shouldn't let me go to the Burial Sword Cliff to steal the spirit weapon! No, how could you look at the spirit weapon in there, I can't figure it out." ”

"It's already great to think of this, this matter is indeed related to the Burial Sword Cliff, as for what to do, the old man will tell you at the most appropriate time, don't get drunk now, and have a good drink. ”

The corners of Wu Xiaoyao's mouth showed a trace of curvature, thinking, what a crazy old man, you still don't trust me at this time.

Wu Xiaoyao thought that the poisonous hand medicine king would tell him sooner or later, but he was not in a hurry, picked up the monkey wine, and poured wine into his mouth, at this moment, Wu Xiaoyao just wanted to get drunk and forget all his troubles.

Here, Wu Xiaoyao and the Poison Hand Medicine King competed for the amount of alcohol, and over there in the Burial Sword Villa, Dongfang Zhentian ordered someone to summon Dongfang Da, Dongfang Pearl, and Dongfang Sishao and three people after he returned.

"Big brother, my father loves you the most, this time you called us over, do you know what?"

Dongfang Sishao asked with a smile. Yu Guang glanced at the silent Oriental Pearl, with her second sister here, he and Dongfang Da had a tacit understanding to show intimacy and harmony.

"I don't know, the guard said that my father left the villa in a hurry, and when he returned, he summoned the three of us, maybe it was a good thing. ”

Dongfang Da glared at Dongfang Sishao viciously, he didn't care about Dongfang Sishao, but Dongfang Mingzhu and her good sister were present, so he had no choice but to explain.

The three of them tacitly did not chat, entered the hall, and after the three of them saluted Dongfang Zhentian, Dongfang Da, as the eldest son, asked: "Father, why did you call the three of us here this time?"

Dongfang Zhentian glanced at the three of them and said, "Wu Xiaoyao, who recommended him, and who agreed to make him a disciple of the mountain villa?"

As soon as Dongfang Da heard Dongfang Zhentian's question, he couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth almost laughed out loud.

"Father, everything is the idea of the fourth brother, is the father worried about this person or?"

Dongfang Sishao secretly scolded in his heart that Dongfang Da is not a thing, he is clearly falling into the well, Wu Xiaoyao was fatally stabbed, and the person has been thrown into the prison of the sun, his father is now asking, and the old matter is brought up again! The heart of favoring Dongfang Da can be seen.

"Hahaha! My good son has a good eye, Wu Xiaoyao is a good introduction, for his father has finally raised his eyebrows once in front of Leng Ao for many years, good, very good, you have merit!"

"Ahh

Dongfang Da and Dongfang Si Shao were surprised at the same time, Dongfang Da's inner shock was incomprehensible to outsiders, why was his father so happy when he mentioned Wu Xiaoyao? What did he not know?

Dongfang Sishao rarely saw his father laughing, muttered in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Father's words, my son doesn't understand, although Wu Xiaoyao was recommended by his son to join the villa, but now others are in the prison, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Besides, this person has been expelled from the villa by the eldest brother, and he is no longer a disciple of the villa!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Dongfang Zhentian scolded him without anger, Dongfang Da, Dongfang Sishao and the two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling.