Looking at the pale and unsightly people, Qin Feng suddenly turned black and understood something vaguely. But he still didn't believe in evil and injected a breath into their bodies. At last, he only exchanged a few shivers.
"You guys, you've got to form a team when you're bitten by a frost snake, right?"
Qin Feng is angry at this moment. These bastards just want to stop practicing together, so they do it on purpose!
Several disciples didn't speak, just lowered their heads silently, and didn't deny what Qin Feng said, because there was nothing wrong with what Qin Feng said. They did organize a group to be bitten by snakes just to avoid joint practice.
However, the cold poison of the frost snake is very toxic. If it is not treated as soon as possible, it may cause serious problems. Although the cold poison is not a waste of resources, it can be cured by a little herbal medicine at will, but it is very time-consuming, one month less, half a year longer. If it is not completely cured, it may recur , very troublesome.
"I'll go and stand beside you after you've finished your calves! There's just that one, too. Let's go together. "
Qin Feng angrily scolded, but several people didn't seem to feel sad because they were scolded, but a smile appeared on their pale face.
Looking at these "cheeky" guys, Qin Feng shakes his head helplessly, then takes out his mobile phone, and prepares to call several other core disciples to let them come to replace him.
But Qin Feng's phone has not been able to call out yet, but he called in first.
There are only two big words on the mobile phone - Murray.
When Qin Feng saw this, he smiled a little. He was about to find someone to replace him. This kid just called.
So Qin Feng answered the phone with a smile on his face, but what he didn't expect was that when he picked up the phone, there was a weak voice that he couldn't believe.
"Headmaster, I'm afraid I'm suffering from cold poison. I'm going to have a rest at home for a while these two days. The task you assigned may not be completed."
When he heard this, Qin Feng understood something vaguely. His face became more and more gloomy. He didn't reply to Murie in half a sound.
"Well, why are you listening?"
At the other end of the phone, Murie asked carefully again.
Qin Feng suppressed his anger, took a deep breath and asked.
"Tell me directly, which of the core disciples of tianxingmen have not got cold poison."
Murie at the other end was silent for a long time, then said with a smile.
"How can I know about this..."
"Don't be an old man and don't know what tricks you are playing!"
Qin Feng doesn't wait for mu lie to finish talking, then he roars at him directly, and the innocent mobile phone in his hand is also changed.
"You'd better tell me what I want to know before I come here and hang you on the tree."
Qin Feng said again, his tone full of anger. Mu lie is sure that if he dare to answer again and don't know, then Qin Feng will really rush to kill him from the square.
So he took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and told Qin Feng the truth.
"Among the core disciples, ye Ziheng seems to be the only one who doesn't get cold poison."