poison
That's not concoction, that's poison
Gong Jue was on guard all over, and the sharp knife in his hand was clenched again.
He never expected that this sickly young man who cooks medicine is actually a master at using poison.
However, the young man who cooked the medicine still looked calm: "If I hadn't sprinkled medicine into the well water every day for the past two days, you think it would be so easy for you to kill all of Hefu's people today. This is Ruanjin powder and a small amount of arsenic. I don't need it." What to do, just feed them medicine regularly, even if you don't kill them, they won't survive for three days."
Gongjue is short of breath
It's superfluous to kill him just now.
Huff's people must die sooner or later
It turned out that the boy was silent just now, and showed him the medicine juice and dead ants, in order to show him the way of using poison
Gongjue was depressed for a moment.
He opened the mouth and said, "You can kill people, but it's a pity that it's too slow. The little wild cat is here all day and night, how do I know if she has been wronged?"
Did Huff's shameless perversion cause any harm to the little wild cat? Just thinking about it made him feel very worried.
The young man who cooks medicine is still unhurried, his eyes slightly raised: "If you are slow, you are wrong. Unfortunately, your eyesight is not very good. Otherwise, you should see that the male ants on the ground have been abolished by me, and they have no ability to reproduce. and reproductive impulse."
Gong Jue: ""
What the hell, no matter how good his eyes are, he still can't see clearly the changes and damage to the reproductive organs of such a small ant on the ground, right
This bad boy is too much
He really felt that this was the young man he had met in his life, who could make people angry with just a word.
He was very depressed at the time, but he couldn't tell what this feeling was.
I don't even know what words to use to describe this feeling.
After many years, recalling this scene again, Gong Jue finally knew why he couldn't help but want to beat up the young man who cooked medicine.
Because this guy is too good at pretending and forcing
You said that he can use poison to make dishonest men unable to vent ~evil~ thoughts, then just say no.
I have to pretend to poison a group of ants, and even abolish some functions of the male ants
This is not pretense
Pretending to be struck by lightning, hum
At that time, Gong Jue was so angry that there was nothing he could do about the young man who was pretending to cook medicine.
This young man is weak, he might cut his throat if he pinches him, he can't beat him, he can't talk about it.
Amidst the depression, I could only continue to ask: "According to what you said, the little wild cat left safely and you saw her and her relatives leave with your own eyes."
The young man raised his eyebrows sadly: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so it's about the same. Her mother is gone. She met her father and brother and left. Before leaving, please ask me to say goodbye for her if anyone comes to look for her."
"That's it." Gong Jue couldn't tell what it was like.
It seems that somewhere in my heart, a corner is suddenly missing.
He wanted to repay the favor, but the little wild cat just waved his sleeves and left like a cloud.
A "goodbye" seemed to put an end to them.
The world is so big, is there a chance to meet again in this life
"Why don't you go?"
The medicine-cooking boy glared at him impatiently.
Gong Jue: ""
If it wasn't for the little wild cat, you thought I would come to your broken yard
Gong Jue glared at him impolitely, snorted coldly, and walked away.
In the yard, the boy was left alone.
He was cooking the poison, but he turned his eyes to the distant horizon and murmured