Except for some pain at the sutures of the wound, everything else is no different from normal people.
In the minds of everyone, his previous terrifying appearance of "blood cells above his head" still remained.
Seeing the intact young man at this time, the shock in my heart can hardly be described in words.
And Zheng Xiaopang's green finger had just been healed with miraculous medical skills, and now he was clasping Wang He's neck.
The bright red lips were slightly raised, revealing a shallow lazy smile.
"Zheng Xiaopang, how did he treat you just now, do you want to do the same to him now?"
Zheng Xiaopang was startled at first.
Then the girl's clear and resolute voice sounded as if she was on the verge of death.
"Only by living can people see new hope and happiness."
"Even if Xin Yu has already separated two worlds from you, she will never hope that you will give up on yourself, end your life without making any efforts, and without experiencing a complete life."
"If you die so uselessly, even if you reach the other end of the Naihe Bridge, do you have the face to meet her?"
Zheng Xiaopang felt that his eye sockets were hot and humid, and something flowed down quickly.
He quickly wiped it off.
Jun Dashen is right, how can he give up on himself
He also worried about his father and brother.
There are also a large group of like-minded brothers and partners who grow up together and work hard together.
Indulging in lost feelings, letting oneself sink and degenerate, is this what Xin Yu wants to see
no!
He still has many dreams that have not yet been realized.
One in particular was a dream shared by him and Xin Yu.
They once said that they wanted to push their Ye Dashen to the top of the cultivation world.
Make her the true supreme king.
But now, their idol, the god they support, is being attacked and framed by others.
At this time, what should he really do
Zheng Xiaopang's face suddenly burst into the same wretched smile as before.
He ran over a few steps, picked up the dagger that Wang He had dropped, and said with a smile, "Master Jun, let me do it! How can you do this kind of rough work!"
He raised his dagger and slashed across Wang He's head.
He picked up the porcelain bottle on the ground again.
The venom that Muyan just extracted from his body was gathered into this porcelain bottle.
Wang He felt the pain from his scalp, and frantically shouted: "No, no, no! Don't kill me!!"
"Hou Ye save me, Lord Jing save me, save me quickly!!"
Zheng Xiaopang showed a sinister expression to the howling Wang He: "You said before, what is this kind of potion that can peel off the whole skin of a person? Oh, yes, it seems that you haven't taken it yet. How about I get one for you now!"
"Why don't we just call it [Picking Ghost]?"
"Don't you really like skinning others? Then try it for yourself now, the feeling of your own skin and flesh being peeled off alive!"
After finishing speaking, Zheng Xiaopang directly poured the venom into Wang He's head with the porcelain bottle in his hand.
"Ah!!"
The shrill screams resounded throughout the Fengtian Mountain Range, and made most of the cultivators in Tumo Square look terrified and dignified.
"...the methods are too cruel, to torture a doctor with such cruel methods."
"Oh, a demon is a demon! Sure enough, he is cruel by nature."
"If we don't kill this female devil today, I'm afraid the entire cultivation world will never have peace."