Chapter 411

When the corpse king heard his words, he was a little surprised. He immediately said in awe: "old man, I can't imagine that you have made such plans for the holy religion for so many years. You are loyal to the holy religion."

"Of course, how can I live in seclusion in the mountains and forests like you? I'm frustrated and don't pay attention to the cause of the holy religion anymore, hum!"

With a disdainful face, the poison king said proudly.

After hearing this, the corpse King rarely talked back to him and remained silent. It seems that he is also blaming himself for his inaction these years.

Yang Feng ignored the quarrel between the two old guys, but hurriedly said, "what about my brother? Where is my brother?"

"Oh, great Xia Yang, he is..."

"Lord poison king, it's bad. There's something wrong with the drug man No. 47!"

However, as soon as the poison King's words were spoken, a flame believer rushed to him and bowed down to report.

His eyebrows suddenly shook. Without saying anything, the poison King hurried to check. When they saw Yang Feng, they also followed closely. However, the old man of the poison King ran to a transparent crystal and stopped moving. His face was in a panic: "What's the matter? The No. 47 medicine man has been in peace for more than four months. He is the medicine man I value most. How can there be a sudden problem?"

"This subordinate doesn't know, but now the medicine man obviously has drug rejection and is bleeding all over the body."

The holy flame man shook his head and hurried.

Yang Feng frowned and looked at the medicine man in the crystal, but he saw that the man's body twitched, closed his eyes, frowned fiercely, and gurgling red blood flowed out of the seven orifices and stained the medicine liquid in the whole crystal.

In a short time, the medicine man suddenly opened his eyes and revealed himself with a stuffy sound.

For a moment, the dripping flesh and blood floated in the thick green liquid, just like the star dome in the sky. I don't know how many fragments can be counted.

"Alas, it's so close. It's a pity, it's a pity!"

The poison King shook his head helplessly.

Yang Feng looked at all this in a daze, his face jerked, then grabbed the poison King's beard and shouted, "what's going on? Why does he expose himself?"

"Accident, it's a pure accident. It's purely because of his reaction to drug rejection. You don't have to care too much, great Xia."

"How can I not care? My brother has also been made into a medicine man by you. Will he suddenly expose himself?"

"That's impossible. Your brother's reaction is very calm now. There is no drug rejection. He is the most promising drug man. He will succeed."

"Fart, just now you also said that this No. 47 drug man is what you value most. Don't you also admit it?"

Uh!

Yang Feng roared loudly. The poison King's heart stagnated, smacked his mouth twice and couldn't speak.

Touch!

Just then, with a loud noise, an experimental crystal suddenly exploded. A druggist jumped out of it, his eyes flushed, his blood spurted, roared, and punched out, smashing the head of a flame believer nearby.

Then, like a beast, he continued to attack the rest of the people.

Suddenly, the whole laboratory was in a mess, and a group of flame believers panicked one after another.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's eyes burst out. He grabbed the poison King's collar again and roared, "what's the matter? You said you're not a man eating zombie? As soon as he came out, he beat people casually without a brain. He's just a killing machine. My second brother won't become like this?"

"No, no, he's a failure at first sight. Drugs penetrate into the brain and affect the brain. Your brother has a strong will and will never happen."

"I'll fuck your sister. Can I still believe your half a fart now? You crazy scientist!"

The poison King's desire for survival is also very urgent. Obviously, he has no bottom in his heart and makes a guarantee to Yang Feng.

But where can Yang Feng believe him now?

Seeing so many experimental accidents, at this moment, Yang Feng is more worried about the fate of his second brother.

Roar!

At this time, with a loud roar, the rampant medicine man rushed to Yang Feng's face and was about to bite off his neck.

But Yang Feng didn't even look at him at all. One punch exploded his head and spilled blood all over the ground. The accident of the zombie coming out of the cage finally subsided.

But the zombie hung up, and Yang Feng's eyes seemed to be infected. They were red. He stared at the trembling poison king and shouted, "where's my brother? Where's my brother soaking in the nutrient solution? Take me to see my brother. Do you hear me? Otherwise I'll screw your head off."

"Er, yes... Your brother is a man with No. 59 medicine. I'll take you to see him now!"

Busy nodding his head, the poison King hurriedly led the way, and Yang Feng followed fiercely.

When they came to the innermost remote corner, Yang Feng looked up at the familiar figure sleeping quietly in the green crystal, and his heart suddenly picked up.

That's not his second brother, Yang Xiaoyi. Who is it?

But at this time, his second brother was like a baby in the womb, gently closing his eyes and sleeping soundly. He didn't know what was going on outside.

Slowly touched the warm crystal. After thinking about it, Yang Feng hurriedly said, "stop the experiment. I'll get my brother out. Your experiment is too dangerous."

"No!"

The poison King quickly stopped him by waving his hand "Great Xia Yang, don't be impulsive. Now your brother's resting in this liquid medicine is equivalent to a secondary remodeling in the mother. He can't leave until he is mature and fully formed. If he leaves early, he'll be like a baby less than months old and can't develop well. If he gives birth and dies prematurely, or he has congenital diseases and his cultivation foundation will be destroyed, I'm afraid he will be useless all his life Oh, great Xia, think twice. "

what?

The palm of his hand ready to break the crystal suddenly stagnated. Yang Feng stopped his action and his eyes were full of complex colors.

What the old guy means is that if his second brother is rescued now, his second brother may be worried about his life. Even if he doesn't, he will become disabled and can't practice all his life.

His second brother went away from home to improve his strength. If he became a disabled man, it would be worse than death.

He knew in his heart that his second brother was a man of dignity and would rather die than be disabled.

Not help, Yang Feng took back his palm and was silent. After a while, he solemnly said with a firm tone: "old man, I'll put my words here first. If my second brother has anything to do, you sacred fire sect, will disappear forever."

"Er... Yes!"

When his body shook, the poison king looked pale. Finally, he had to sigh and worship.

In my heart, I just hope that the medicine man who is most favored by him can be born successfully.

Yang Feng ignored him. He just stared at his brother in the liquid medicine, motionless, and his eyes were full of firmness.

Second brother, you'll be fine. Absolutely not. As long as I'm here