"Sure enough, this kid is really a peerless genius. The man who has been thinking hard for many years, this kid has cracked in a flash. Really admire, admire ..."
Tao Danniang couldn't help laughing, both sighing and melancholy. Zhuo Fan's amazing alchemy strength made her feel that her alchemy technique was even more insignificant.
This is more than a blow to her by the poison hand medicine king.
After all, even if the poison hand medicine king is Tianyu's first alchemist, she can still see his back. But Zhuo Fan seemed to be an eagle rising from the sky, and it was only a moment's work, and she had nowhere to go.
Upon hearing this, Chu Qingcheng and others couldn't help but cried out in surprise: "Is this true?"
"Of course, you see, this kid left us seventeen elixirs, which just relieved us of the seventeen people's poison and helped us spend the hard time in Huayulou!" Tao Dannig took a deep breath and laughed.
Chu Qingcheng couldn't help blinking, and still couldn't believe it was true, muttered: "Aunt Tao, you mean, he cracked the Danfang left by Qingtian? Then, that Danfang is true Hello? "
"Yeah, it's true. Although the Poison Hand Potion King denies it, if you want to release the poison from the colorful Yunluozhang, you must refine it according to the antidote Danfang. Otherwise, you can't start."
Tao Danniang chuckled and then sighed with another face: "But this kid is even more amazing, not only cracked Nadan formula, but also improved it. Nadan formula was originally a seventh-grade panacea, but this kid was abruptly improved to eight-grade super. Grade. In this way, even grandma can recover completely. "
"What, grandma?" Long Jiu and others couldn't help but screamed: "Isn't she already dead?"
With a mysterious smile, Tao Danang shook her head gently: "There is still a breath, but soon she will be resurrected!"
Hearing this remark, the people didn't realize it.
Zhuo Fan's hand is big enough. The grandma of Huayu Building, the famous iron lady, acts decisively and resolutely. Now not only all the owners of Huayu Tower got rid of the control of Yaowangdian, but even that grandma was resurrected.
That Huayu Tower is a new rise. The Imperial Gate wanted to break through the Huayu Tower, but it was never so easy!
"This kid really made Huayulou's bath fire reborn!" Long Jiuchang sighed, admiring his face and admiring Zhuo Fan even more. I'm afraid that Zhuofan had this layout in the beginning.
Otherwise, it's just a mess of Huayu Tower, and it won't stop the Emperor Gate for long, and it will drag down allies. Now, Huayulou is a powerful help.
At this point, Long Jiu and others understood that Chu Qingcheng and they knew better.
Looking at each other, Chu Qingcheng felt a lot of gratitude to Zhuo Fan in their hearts. Even the peony landlord who still cursed Zhuo Fan's ruthlessness and injustice just now has some shame in his heart.
Anyway, whatever Zhuo Fan 's purpose is, one thing is certain. He did let Huayulou stand up again.
Based on this, he is the great benefactor of Huayu Tower!
"Now, he doesn't owe me anymore, but I owe him. The two of us still have problems!" Chu Qingcheng raised a brow and couldn't help laughing.
Then, everyone could not wait to return to the Huayu Building, to relieve the poison to the sisters, and reorganize the army.
However, no one noticed that a figure with wings on the distant treetops under the moon, watching them leave, sighed, and disappeared into the night ...
On the other hand, on the broad road, Yan Fu drove a carriage westward while mourning tears. There was the direction of the Palace of the Medicine King, and the body of the Master in the carriage was the body of his Master Poison Hand Medicine King.
Perhaps no one thought that this trip to Huayu City, the king of poisonous hand medicine would die.
After wiping his nose fiercely, Yan Fu remembered Master's voice and smile before his death, and caring for himself. His heart was even more heartbroken, and his two invincible eyes couldn't help but shed tears.
"No, I can't cry, I want revenge!" A bit of tears broke fiercely, Yan Fu's eyes flashed a firm color, his teeth gritted: "Zhuo Fan, one day, I will kill you, and comfort my master's spirit in heaven!"
call!
Suddenly, the hurricane came, and thunder blew. Yan Fu was shocked and looked back, but he saw a man with a thunder wing straightly rushing towards him.
"Zhuo ... Zhuo ... Zhuo Fan!"
Suddenly, Yan Fu had just returned with a **** vendetta, his face disappeared instantly, his face collapsed, and he almost didn't cry.
Brother, I said I'll revenge on you later. What are you doing now? I'm not ready yet. Would you please prepare me for seventy or eighty years?
But Zhuofan had so much control, and decided what he did immediately.
Woo!
Faster than a flash of lightning, Zhuo Fan arrives instantly!
Yan Fu's eyes shrank, there was no way to do so, he had to leap forward and jumped dozens of meters outside the car. He made a heel on the ground and stood up, his face dignified.
Since there is no way to avoid it, then come on, a big death, I am not afraid of you.
However, Zhuo Fan did not visit him at all.
boom!
A thunder blew, and Zhuo Fan instantly passed through the carriage, and the carriage turned into fly ash in a burst. But when Zhuo Fan flew to the sky again, there was already a figure in his hand.
Yan Fu looked at it precisely because it was the body of his master, the poisonous drug king, who could not help but scolded: "Zhuo Fan, you bastard, what is it to steal my master's body?"
"Go back to whip the corpse, ha ha ha ha ..."
There was a ridiculous laughter from Zhuo Fan in the air, Yan Fu's face shook, there was no way to cry, and he wailed in an instant, wailing: "Master, I'm sorry, it's useless, even your body can't be kept. To be insulted by the wicked man, the disciples are really unfilial ... "
Looking back at the kid, Zhuo Fan nodded with a smile. Although this kid has a lot of flowers and can't make a big deal, this filial piety is commendable.
After flying for another half an hour, Zhuo Fan descended in a secret wood and threw the body of the Poison Hand Medicine King to the ground.
Looking at the calm old man, Zhuo Fan took out a pill and put it in his mouth, then took out a gourd again. Opening the stopper, a blood-red silkworm crawled out with a twist.
"Hey, hey ... finally come in handy!"
Zhuo Fan smiled strangely, and then inserted the blood silkworm into the mouth of the poisonous hand. Then he took back the gourd, printed a dozen tactics in his hand, and shouted, "Ah ..."
Suddenly, a shocking sound wave passed to the King of Poisonous Hand Potion on the ground with ripples visible to the naked eye.
Shaking his body violently, the Poison Hand Potion King was clever, and suddenly sat up, his heart was shocked, his eyes flashed a confused color, and looked around: "Old man, where is this?"
"Hehehe ... Yan Lao, we can finally chat calmly and quietly." Zhuo Fan's mouth turned up, and he looked at him with a blessed smile from the heavenly official.
But when Yan Song saw his hypocritical face, he couldn't help shivering, and subconsciously hurriedly backed away, pulling away from him.
In that way, it was like the little white rabbit saw the big tiger, completely out of instinct.
If you let others see it, your jaw will fall off. The dazzling Tianyu first alchemy master, King of Poisonous Hand Potion, has been walking on the mainland for many years and has always been arrogant, who was afraid of coming, how could he be afraid of this kind of counseling at this moment?
But as long as the person who has dealt with Zhuo Fan can fully understand the behavior of the poisonous hand king at this time. Devil King Zhuofan's terrible is simply not imaginable by ordinary people.
"I ... am I not killed by you, how could ..." Staring at Zhuofan for a long time, the poison hand medicine king seemed to think of what happened four days ago, but to him, it seemed that it was just It happened soon.
Can't help but laugh, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "My Zhuo Fan's shot has always been decent, and the person who wants to kill is not alive. The person who doesn't want to kill is also not dead. At that time, the sound wave that hit you, I already If it is weakened, it will only temporarily separate your primordial spirit and flesh, and there will be a phenomenon of false death. As long as I feed you a rejuvenating pill and then intimidate with the same sound wave, I will wake up. "
His eyes rolled around unceasingly, and the Poison Hand Medicine King had fully understood it, and he looked at him suspiciously: "Why do you want to let me go and kill the old man?"
"Hehehe ... I said that, I respect you as a generation of alchemy masters. It's a pity to kill them. It's better to use them for me!" Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed with a fine awn, and he laughed lightly.
Frightened, the Poison Hand Medicine King already knew Zhuo Fan's meaning, and could not help laughing out loud: "Hahaha ... You want to recruit the old man, think about the beauty? The old man is the first alchemist in the King of Medicine King's Palace. Do you listen to you? "
"Okay, really arrogant, I like an old man like you, so persistent, so that you can make a good pill!" Zhuo Fan praised and gave a thumbs up to the poison hand medicine king, "Ah, then I don't The strongman is in trouble! "
Unconsciously, the poison hand medicine king was a little strange. When he bumped into him, he was not angry at all? I just gave up. Isn't this his demon style?
"Zhuofan, don't you try to persuade me anymore?"
"Persuade you to do anything? Anyway, I will only say it once, and the meaning is just as good!" Zhuo Fan's corner of his mouth slightly curled, and it seemed unusually kind.
But in the next moment, it was a dozen tricks.
Suddenly, a red blood mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the poison hand medicine king, followed by a burst of blood throughout the body. The head is like exploding, as if all the nerves are tearing.
Poison Hand Medicine King hugged his head tightly and rolled on the ground in pain. Among the seven tips, gurgling blood is constantly pouring out.
"Zhuo Fan, what the **** did you do to me?" Wang Jiu, the poison hand medicine, was about to crack, and both eyes were about to squeeze out, very miserable.
He asked himself that he had never tasted such a painful feeling in his life. Even if he had been the most violently poisonous in alchemy before, he didn't feel that way. Even the pain of that time was not as good as 1 / 10,000 of this time.
He really didn't understand, what exactly did Zhuo Fan move on him?
Can't help but laugh, Zhuo Fan showed him a red bug: "Senior old, don't hide it. Before you wake up, I'm afraid you won't agree, I will eat this little thing for you. This is me The monster, blood silkworm, as long as I have an idea, it can make your whole body burst, and explode to death. "
Unable to stop the horror, Wang Wanwan, a poisonous hand medicine, didn't expect Zhuo Fan to have such a vicious poison. He knew that he couldn't get rid of it for a while, so he shouted: "Zuo Fan, you can't count the words, don't you force the old man!"
"Yeah, I didn't force you. Willing to follow me is your freedom. But if you refuse, it means that we are still enemies. I will kill an enemy. This is justified." Zhuo Fan looked innocent. Look at him.
The corner of the poisonous medicine king's mouth collapsed and he almost cried out, speechless.
He knew in his heart that Zhuo Fan was forcing him to follow him, but the reason was so **** reasonable that he could not refute it at all.
"Then you will give the old man a happy, don't torture the old man anymore!"
"Uhhhhhhhhhh ... that's up to you, **** your own enemies, that's up to me. Have you ever seen an enemy and taught him **** him?" Zhuo Fan blinked, revealing Innocent smile.
But that smile, in the eyes of Poison Hand Potion King, is so terrifying!
The demon Zhuofan, well-deserved reputation, is really too vicious ...