Bab 440: Laugh

Long Qian Xing looked at the bottle that Nan Hua extended and silently wondered just how many bottles this little girl carried inside her sleeve. It seemed that even if there was anything that happen in the future, her opponent would need to worry about them getting poisoned first.

He took that paralysis poison from Nan Hua's hand. "Thank you, Hua'er."

It was still in the same powder state as before. The corner of Long Qian Xing's lips curled up when he thought about how his enemy would have to be careful when they were near him in the future. He would make a good use of this bottle of poison.

Nan Hua nodded. Her black obsidian eyes were staring at Long Qian Xing as she recalled something else. "Brother Long, do you still need that incense?"

Incense?

It was then Long Qian Xing recalled that he bumped to Nan Hua when he took a box of incense stick in Wind City.

He pursed his lips. "There's no need. I still have some from Doctor Chen."