Chapter 513

"Of course..." fangs subconsciously replied in vain, but he suddenly felt something wrong.

Then he looked at the waste in shock and asked in horror, "when can you talk?"

Idleness is fun at once. This goods is really a strange rake.

At the beginning of his poisoning, he had already spoken, but the goods were blinded by his greed. At that time, he was only proud, but he didn't find it.

Alas!

The world is really short of people's hearts. Snakes swallow elephants!

It's really fun to waste. It's an eye opener this time.

He was happy, but his fangs were forced hard. He looked at the waste in fear. In fact, he just stood there with a faint smile because he didn't speak or move. So he didn't escape and had to gamble.

But now, why is it embarrassing for him to talk in vain?

Fangs feel their head is big, and their whole body is chilly.

He was shocked and looked at the waste inexplicably. His mouth opened because of panic can directly fill in a fist.

He was in control, but now he just wanted to escape.

Because, waste is actually talking, which only shows one problem. His previous guesses were wrong.

Moreover, in terms of time, the toxicity of rotten bone powder should have occurred long ago, but the wasted time has been in great spirit until now. Does it have to turn into blood?

Therefore, no matter how stupid fangs are, they already know that rotten bone powder has no effect on idleness.

So, in his mind, a sentence that he wasted time saying before suddenly rang out: Hey hey, you actually sent me a tonic for the Buddha. You are really filial. In that case, of course I want to enjoy it!

Yes, that's what he said before he used poison.

Is it true that he has been poisoned?

What's more, he took his poison as a tonic?

In his mind, he suddenly thought of his dead ghost master's words: "poisonous teeth, I originally wanted to give you the secret of our school, but I never thought that you were so anxious and poisoned me. Hey, hey, I didn't think that I used poison all my life. In the end, I still died of poison. It's ridiculous to think about it."

Shifu's old face appeared in front of him, and the reason why he remembered Shifu was because of Shifu's words before he died: "fangs, do you know that there is a skill in the secret script of our ten thousand poisons sect. Once practiced, all the poisons in the world can become the best tonic elixir, but unfortunately, you poisoned me, The treasure of the town gate will also be lost! "

But fangs didn't care at that time, but said to Shifu with a sneer: "dead old ghost, don't lie to me again. If you really have such a skill, why don't you practice it yourself? If you had practiced, would you still be afraid of my rotten bones? "

"Alas..." his dead ghost master didn't answer him, but looked at him with a cold, pitiful and sad look, which made his heart angry, so he gave the dead ghost master a knife.

This matter, fangs originally felt that they had forgotten, but they didn't expect that it was still so clear.

His eyes flickered, but he finally pointed to the wasted panic and shouted, "you, how can you my secret script of the ten thousand poison gate?"

Idleness makes you happy. Is this product crazy?

I actually pointed at myself and shouted that I had cultivated their ten thousand poison sect's Secret script. Hey, Buddha, I'm a self-taught person, okay!

In this way, it clearly insults Buddha's IQ and bad luck!

So waste is very angry, and the consequences are very serious.

Well, after delaying for so long, he finally succeeded in limiting and wrapping that wisp of immortal drunken poison. Therefore, although his cultivation at the moment did not reach his peak, it was enough to deal with poison teeth.

Who makes fangs so sad? A lord who can only poison people meets a sick cow man who is not soaked in 100 poisons. This is not a fair battle at all.

In fact, this life and death duel was unfair from the beginning.

However, at that time, it was fangs and brother fire who calculated to waste, but now, it has become that brother fire and ice are scared away by waste, and the remaining fangs face the waste themselves.

This comes and goes, and the strength changes so fast that people are stunned, and some can't respond.

So, fangs really don't know what to do.

He wants to escape, but he knows very well that he can't escape, but he can't escape and can't fight again. He really has a feeling of depression and pressure to vomit blood.

Wasting the moment of toxicity control, his body also regained its freedom, so he smiled and stepped closer to the fangs. He asked the fangs with a harmless signboard smile: "give me the previous poison, and then give me the map of the ancient tomb, and I'll give you a good time. Otherwise, hehe, I'll let you taste the Buddha's means!"

While talking, he put his hand in front of his fangs and shook it like a show of off: "maybe you haven't heard of the wrong hand, but soon, you will know this unique skill of extorting confessions."

The cold sweat immediately soaked his fangs, and his legs trembled constantly. If he didn't have a strong will to survive, I'm afraid he would have knelt down.

Because he heard that the hand with too much tendon and wrong bone was much more painful than those legendary torture.

Because the legendary torture, no matter how much it is tortured, is only physical, while the broken tendon and wrong bone hand can hit the caster from the spiritual level.

Therefore, this is not a level thing at all.

How can fangs not be afraid?

However, the desire for survival was so strong that he bit his yellow teeth and forced himself not to fall down. Instead, he looked at the waste with a gloomy expression and reluctantly said, "you can't kill me, because only I know how to go to that ancient tomb in the world!"

"Oh?" He looked at him thoughtfully and looked at him with a light of examination. For a moment, there was a joke in his eyes: "since you know, I'll kill you and find the treasure map."

"No, the map of the ancient tomb has been destroyed by me. Only I know the location of the ancient tomb best in the world!" Fangs saw that waste wanted to kill him to find a picture, and immediately screamed in horror.

Moreover, in order to make him believe in him, he spoke more quickly. He said, "Buddha, that ancient tomb, I assure you, it must be a legendary tomb. And the poison that I gave you before is called the intoxication of the gods. The legend of the poison is that the essence of the wine is made from the essence of the fairy wine, and it is absolutely not the ordinary monk can refine it. So the ancient tomb must be a fairy tomb! And I only entered the first floor and got such a treasure. If it is... "

"Is the immortal drunk?" The wasted eyes lit up immediately.

Whether to kill poison teeth or not is just a trivial matter for him.

But in that ancient tomb, since there are such treasures as immortals drunk, there must be other things.

Moreover, this ancient tomb may really be like fangs. It may be a fairy tomb. If it is really like that, hehe

A burst of excitement in the wasted heart. If you don't kill, don't kill.

After all, this guy went into that ancient tomb. It's good to have him lead the way in front.

But if you don't kill him, you must let him drunk the immortal. That thing is a real treasure!

With immortal intoxication, one's own dark energy can successfully advance to the higher level, and the future is bright!

So he stretched out his hand towards the fangs.

The fangs were suddenly stunned, and their faces turned blue.

"Buddha, spare your life!"