Chapter 990

But his men widened their eyes with joy, "the Lord is finally angry!"

Duanmuya looked calm and listened to the hoarse breathing of Zhong Qishan, bent down to pick up the pipe pulled out before, pinched his throat and directly inserted it into his throat.

Look at some of Zhong Qishan's men.

The smiles on the faces of Zhong Qishan's men suddenly froze.

One by one, he shrunk aside and stared at Duanmu ya.

"Come here."

Duanmu looked coldly and said, "don't pretend to be dead."

Several men knew that they could not escape, pushed one of them out, Duanmu yawang handed him the tube in his hand, put one of the pots containing potions at his feet and said, "this time is not blowing, inhale directly, inhale hard."

"... inhale, inhale?"

The man didn't know what he thought. Before he started to move his mouth, he first retched a few times, and his face was white as a ghost.

"Yes."

Zhong Qishan's low voice became more and more hoarse. His throat was very blocked. His face was swollen and yellow with pus. He could see that it was red. It looked worse than death.

"Hiss, hiss ~"

The low sound is getting faster and faster.

He was clearly awake, but he couldn't move or say anything. He could only breathe and gasp like this, getting worse and worse again and again.

Duanmuya looked at him and saw that his throat was bulging. He directly made a big circle and frowned: "what are you doing in a hurry?"

"Yes, yes..."

The man answered in a daze, put the pipe in his hand into his mouth, and then took a hard breath.

I don't know what he sucked. He suddenly widened his eyes and cracked his eyes. Then he quickly let go of the pipe in his hand, turned his face, bowed his head and spit out directly at the basin duanmuya had just put down.

When he vomited, the people next to him looked at it. They inadvertently caught a glimpse of what he vomited in the basin. They suddenly widened their eyes and looked like they were about to faint.

Yan Huiyin could not help saying, "what is it? Is it thick phlegm?"

Curiosity killed the cat. He couldn't help but move and walk over to see it.

Duanmu yanwang stretched out his hand to stop it. It was too late. Yan Huiyin looked at it, and it was really just one eye. His whole hair stood up and immediately retched.

He thought that what stuck in Zhong Qishan's throat was only a mouthful of thick phlegm. However, he forgot, which mouthful of thick phlegm can swell a person's throat?

However, he never thought that it was such a disgusting thing.

It was not thick phlegm, but an unknown animal. It was the size of two thumbs and looked like a toad. It was muddy yellow and full of sticky pus!

No, it should not be called pus, but something thicker than pus several times

"Vomit ~"

As long as he thought about the picture, he couldn't help changing color. He quickly shook his head, patted his face and said to himself, "don't think about it, don't think about it, it's disgusting, disgusting..."

Duanmuya looked at him and was very angry. "People are disgusted and vomit. Do you still see it?"

"You told me!" Yan Huiyin covered her face, still regretting, and then threw the pot to Duanmu yawang without hesitation: "if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have been curious and wouldn't have gone to see it."

"Blame me?"

"Don't you blame it?"

"Yin Huiyin, are you looking for a fight?" Duanmu Ya looked, narrowed her eyes, clenched her hands, and her fingers squeaked.

"Xiaoya hope you don't love me at all!"

Yan Huiyin cheated at this time, with a negative look, accusing her: "I'm in such pain, you still have to hit me!"

Duanmu yawang: "..." I didn't want to fight before. Now I want to fight him to death. What should I do?

Ya ya, Yan Huiyin really deserves a beating!

Luo jiuchen looked at them and looked at Zhong Qishan's men. He was also very curious. However, because of Yan Huiyin's reaction, he wisely didn't go to see them.

"Huiyin, what do you see?"

"Cough."

Yan Huiyin coughed, "jiuchen, it's hard to say. Why don't you see it yourself?" today, they were as old as before at first sight, and there was no strangeness between them.

You can joke.

"No."

Luo jiuchen calmly rejected, "I'd rather not satisfy my curiosity."

"All right."

Yan Huiyin stood up and smiled, "then I won't tell you."

"Just." Luo jiuchen asked Duanmu yawang, "is it related to the disease?"

"Yes."

Luo jiuchen pondered and said, "in that case, I'd better have a look."

Then he looked over and saw that he was used to all kinds of things. Although he didn't vomit like others, he couldn't help but change his face, frowned and turned away from looking.

But when a face thinks of that disgusting thing, it changes very wonderful.

Because it was so unexpected.

He touched the tip of his nose and asked Duanmu yawang, "did you know this would happen?"

Duanmu yawang had no time to answer. Zhong Qishan, who was already more comfortable, had another hoarse low sound in her throat. She held the pipe and looked at several other men of Zhong Qishan, "who's coming?"

Several of his men turned white and looked like they were about to cry.

"Hiss, hiss ~"

The low sound of Zhong Qishan became more and more urgent. She was almost out of breath. Duanmu looked coldly and said, "don't mind if I don't remind you, your patriarch is still conscious. I know you are like this..."

Before Duanmu yawang finished, one of them said, "I, I'll come..."

His voice trembled when he spoke, and he trembled when he walked. His legs were very soft and would fall down at any time.

He probably didn't want to feel too uncomfortable. After grasping the pipe, he closed his eyes, held his breath and sucked at the pipe!

However, no matter how he held his breath, it was useless. After taking a breath, his eyes just closed suddenly opened wide. Then, like the previous man, he squatted on the ground to spit out the things in his mouth, and then spit out.

Zhong Qishan whispered five times in a row, tossing several of his men into a non-human shape. Finally, there was nothing in his throat, but he still didn't open his eyes.

Yan Huiyin frowned: "didn't you want to wake up before, why didn't you wake up now?"

"Not only did they work hard just now, but also Zhong Qishan himself." Duanmu yawang said to one of Zhong Qishan's men, "pour a glass of water to your patriarch and feed him to drink."

"Hey, hey..." Duanmu yawang listened to the ear force of Zhong Qishan, but he was scared and immediately softened his legs.

Duanmu Ya looked at his forehead and said helplessly, "either let you feed mouth to mouth, or hold his throat to feed. Do you understand?"