"Don't kill her, I can help you heal the corpse poison. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "At this critical moment, Pentium is ready to expose his medical skills to treat the corpse poison for the blood-colored figure, and he can't watch the eldest lady die in front of him anyway.

Well, the blood-colored figure was stunned for a moment, threw Ye Wanting to the ground, and looked at the galloping gaze with Sen Han's killing intent: "Do you know who I am, I am the blood tyrant's younger brother Blood Knife." Did you kill my eldest brother and take away the thirteen ghost needles from him?"

With a snort, a cold wind blew from nowhere, which exacerbated the cold. Zhu Yan, who was still caught by the blood knife in her hand, shivered, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"I didn't kill the blood tyrant, and the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are not in my hands. Although Pentium was not accustomed to the blood knife's self-questioning, he still answered his question. No one will stop themselves, not to mention that the other party is still a strong man who doesn't know the details.

"Are you kidding me, do you want to watch her die?" The bloody knife twisted his face and choked Zhu Yan's neck hard, instantly pinching her breathlessly, her face turned red, and she beat his arm weakly.

Regarding the threat of the blood knife, there was no expression on Ben Teng's face, but he pondered for a moment and said slowly: "You have been contaminated with corpse poison for about three years. During this time, although you soaked in blood to reduce the poison of the corpse, it was of little use, and every full moon night you would chill all over your body. ”

Hearing these words, the distorted face of the blood knife gradually softened, threw Zhu Yan away, and took advantage of the situation to inject a vitality mixed with corpse poison into her body: "You can cure my corpse poison, and I will take back the vitality in her body." ”

Pentium angrily pointed at the bloody knife and didn't say a word. After sighing, he finally nodded, and agreed.

He slowly walked towards Zhu Yan, put his right hand in his arms on the way, and took out an empty storage bag and put it in his arms. In her right hand, she took the storage bag containing things and put it in her arms, and by the way, she dissolved the vitality left in her body by the blood knife.

Zhu Yan looked at the galloping in amazement, how could it be possible, how could he dissolve the vitality in my body?

"I'll leave if I have the opportunity later, do you know?" Pentium whispered softly in Zhu Yan's ear, for some reason, looking at the tender skin like water, he had a trace of evil in his heart, and the salty pig hand that was still in Zhu Yan's arms actually made a ghost to touch the towering white rabbit.

Zhu Yan's face instantly turned flushed, as if she was about to drip blood, and cursed in her heart, LM, dare to do this in front of others, it is simply cowardly. For some reason, she also had a faint joy in her heart that she finally defeated Ye Wanting once.

"The little guy is so glamorous, he is really envious of ordinary people!" The blood knife laughed, Zhu Yan was even more embarrassed, lowered his head, stretched out his hand and twisted the soft flesh on his galloping waist fiercely, and he let out a sigh of pain.

A coquettish snort sounded, and I saw that Ye Wanting's face turned pale, and she was very dissatisfied with the ambiguity between the two.

Zhu Yan quickly withdrew her jade hand, and Pentium wondered, what kind of style did this eldest lady smoke?

"Okay, I don't want to watch the farce of the three of you at all, little guy, you still come to treat the corpse poison for me first, you still have a long life in the future, don't rush at this time. The blood knife smiled slightly, but the smile appeared on his inhumane face, which was a waste of the word smile, and it should be said that it was a curse.

I'm afraid that if I cure you of the corpse poison, I won't have a chance again, right?" Pentium signaled to Zhu Yan with his eyes, seized the opportunity and fled, and then walked to a pine tree and broke a branch, and walked to the blood knife: "When will the treatment begin?"

"Start now, I hope your strength can match your mouth. The blood knife stared at it lightly, galloping as cold as falling into an ice cellar, what kind of realm is this person, and his every move is extremely powerful?

"Why don't you do it yet?"

"In order to better administer the needle, it is better for you to wash off the blood stains on this body, otherwise it will affect the acupuncture, and it will not be good for anyone?"

"You two go and stay aside, but don't go too far, or I won't be able to guarantee his safety. The Blood Knife pointed his finger and galloped and made a head-killing motion.

It's better to kill him, Ye Wanting snorted angrily in her heart, and she walked to the side stupidly.

Zhu Yan reluctantly stared at Pentium, like a husband who had left home, and then turned around and walked towards Ye Wanting.

Pentium breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately the Blood Knife didn't pay attention to these scenes, otherwise he would have really been able to find the problem.

When the two women walked away, the bloody knife shook all over his body, and a hissing sound sounded, his clothes were in tatters, and all the blood stains were gone.

After taking a closer look, Pentium found that there was no good place on the whole body of the Blood Knife, and it was almost impossible to look at it directly. It seems that the corpse poison in him is not ordinary, and at the very least, it must be a hundred-year-old corpse poison, or even a thousand-year-old corpse poison.

By now, he understood that the purpose of the Blood Tyrant to control so many people was to supply blood to the Blood Knife. Only the living can be supplied with blood. But after a thousand calculations, the team of horse thieves of 10,000 people was still destroyed, and all evil was finally rewarded, and the blood tyrant also lost his trace, and he should have died in the Dream Forest.

"Little guy, do you still have the confidence to help me treat the corpse poison now?" There was a hint of playfulness on the face of the blood knife, if the corpse poison was really so easy to treat, the eldest brother would not have to rob the thirteen needles of the ghost gate? As soon as he thought of the dead eldest brother, he had endless anger in his heart, and there was a faint red glow in his eyes, and a murderous aura pressed in all directions.

The corpse poison has affected his consciousness, and I helped him treat the corpse poison, and he will subtly become a walking corpse.

Pentium shook his head regretfully, although he could cure all his diseases, he couldn't help him. For such a ruthless person, he didn't dare to expose such a secret as the Heaven Devouring Xuangong, otherwise he would definitely be threatened to hand over the exercises.

Good people don't necessarily have good rewards, there are too many such things recorded in the book, Pentium is imperceptibly influenced by the book, and there is a bottom line for doing things, and he doesn't want to step on that bottom line.

"What, can't you treat the corpse poison in me?" Seeing the scene of Pentium shaking his head, the blood knife gushed out infinite killing intent in his heart, I knew that this was a liar, how could such a young kid have such a good medical skill?

Instead of speaking, Pentium waved his right hand, and pine needles pierced into the body of the blood knife, stopping until he looked like a hedgehog.

The blood knife snorted painfully, spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, exhaled deeply, and said happily: "I didn't expect that the corpse poison in my body is really a little less, you can follow me during this time." ”

"Since it has fallen into your hands, do I still have the right to choose?" Pentium smiled bitterly, for such an opponent who did not know the details, he really had no choice. He seemed to think of something, and said slowly: "Since I have been following you for this time, you can let those two women go, right?"

"Their lives and deaths have nothing to do with me, you better go with me. The blood knife said coldly, the pine needles on his body shot around, and then he conjured up a set of bloody clothes to cover his body, waved his hand and grabbed the galloping shoulders and flew towards the big blood pool.

I knew that you didn't have a good heart, fortunately I helped Zhu Yan resolve the vitality, and the galloping heart was full of killing intent, but it was a little weak, I didn't expect that those pine needles couldn't seal the vitality of the blood knife, it seems that the sky is going to kill me?

Next to the blood pool, a blood-colored bottle the size of a big belly and a small slap suddenly appeared in the hand of the blood knife, and he said in his mouth: "Swallow the blood bottle, give it to me." The blood in the large pool of blood quickly entered the blood-swallowing bottle, and there was not a drop left.

Swallowing the blood bottle, I don't know if it has anything to do with the blood-swallowing skill? Ben Teng chuckled in his heart, if he said that there was no relationship, he himself couldn't say it. Fortunately, he gave the storage bag to Zhu Yan, otherwise he would have gotten the blood devouring skill, wouldn't it be like a tiger?

"Don't worry, the Blood Swallowing Vial can hold things, but it can't hold living creatures, and for my own safety, I won't put you in the bottle. The Blood Knife smiled grimly, the blood-swallowing vial had disappeared, and I wonder where he had received the blood-swallowing vial?

Pentium felt a chill in his heart, it seemed that when I helped him cure the corpse poison was to tear his face, unconsciously, his hands were clenched into fists, and a trace of anger gradually rose in his heart.