Your Majesty, Niang Niang, she is charming and charming

Chapter 489 The Great Arctic Emperor To Dream
Wen Huang hurriedly dodged, dodged left and right, stepped on a few grasses, and the old man shouted again as if dying: "Don't step on it! My bitter honey flower! My yellow spring grass!"

"..." Wen Huang froze, and asked: "Are you the old master of the Wumen sect? Calm down your anger, I—"

"Who am I is none of your business! Why don't you pick up the heartbroken grass for me today! Otherwise, I'll chop you up!" He roared angrily.

Wen Huang: "...I'm sure I can't take it back again! Can I find a heartbroken grass for you later?"

"Impossible!" The old man with white beard held his sword and wanted to kill her again.

"Grandfather." Suddenly, a voice came from the thick fog.

Wen Huang turned her head to look, and saw a man wearing only a jacket, walking out with a cane.

That man, in his 20s, was weak and pale, but his lips were dark and purple. The poison was all over his body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Probably tired from walking these few steps, lying on crutches and panting weakly.

"Dan'er, why did you come out?" The old man hurried over to support him.

"Grandfather, don't make it difficult for her." The man said, "Actually, you also know that no matter what kind of grass I am, I can't get rid of it!"

The old man: "Who said it can't be solved? The Great Arctic Emperor gave me a dream! Said that this heartbroken grass is the chance to detoxify!"

Wen Huang: "..."

When did she dream of him?

This old man has too much imagination.

"Grandfather! It's just a dream." Although the man was poisoned to the marrow and terminally ill, his mind seemed to be clearer than that of the old man. "You are deceiving yourself! You should accumulate blessings for me and let her go!"

The old man's expression darkened, and he stared at the heartbroken grass in Wenhuang's hand with painful eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "For my grandson's sake, get out!"

Then, he helped the man to walk back.

Wen Huang scratched her head, and said to the past: "Actually, I can cure his poison."

The grandpa and grandson turned around and looked at her together.

Wen Huang smiled and said, "Really! I can detoxify him!"

……

The old man let Wen Huang into the house, holding his knife in his hand all the time, staring at her covetously.

In his eyes, it revealed: If you can't cure it, you will make fertilizer.

Wen Huang ignored him, went out and picked out a few common poisonous weeds, pounded out the juice, then poured a drop of desert red-bellied snake venom into it, mixed some water and some salt.

Pass the bowl of mixed juice to the man, and say, "Your poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and heavy medicine must be given! My formula of fighting poison with poison contains the poison of the desert red-bellied snake. Drinking it will make you It produces a pain that is worse than death! You have to be mentally prepared."

The skinny man smiled and said, "I've been in pain every day for these years! I can't feel any ordinary pain at all."

Wen Huang: "Then you drink it!"

The man picked up the bowl and was about to drink.

But the old man grabbed his hand, looked at Wen Huang, and asked viciously: "You can really do this? The desert red-bellied snake is extremely poisonous in the world! How can it be used to save people?"

Wen Huang: "If senior doesn't believe me, just throw it away, and I'll leave immediately."

The old man gritted his teeth, and said for a long time: "If you can't cure his poison, you know what will happen to you, right?"

Wen Huang: "Fertilizer."

The old man: "I will let you taste the ten most painful ways to die in the world!"

(End of this chapter)