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Chapter 621 The Feminine Demon (for Subscription)

Not only Fu Qingtong, but also the many Meng and Fu warriors guarding around the Fangcao Pavilion, fell down one after another like harvested wheat, which looked extremely abrupt.

The soft and charming voice also sounded in Meng Zhao's ears, and he smelled the fragrance of orchids in his nostrils, and his mind became dizzy, and his eyelids seemed to be hung with stones weighing a hundred catties, trying to close them.

Fortunately, he has a special physique, and the purple dragon's blood hidden in his strong body boiled instantly, and the clouds were steaming and rosy, and gathered into a purple dragon drop by drop, penetrating his whole body step by step, dispelling a certain mysterious force.

At the same time, his entire skin was irradiated with purple light, only then did he dispel the sudden drowsiness.

"who?"

Meng Zhao bit the tip of his tongue, and under the severe pain, his slightly sluggish thinking returned to normal, his eyes flashed, and he made a clanging sound of swords and swords in the void, sharp and sharp.

But deep in his eyes, there was a ray of fear and worry that couldn't be erased.

Because as far as he could see, the people outside the pavilion had almost collapsed, and most of them were snoring like thunder, one after another.

The only ones who can still stand and maintain the normal functioning of their mental thinking are Cang Shuyun, Taoist Picking Flowers, Xue Huaiyong, and an innate warrior who guards Fu Qingtong.

However, what made Meng Zhao's heart cold was that although the four of them could still maintain their sanity, there was a sense of vanity in their bodies, as if they would fall down at any time when a gust of wind blew.

In contrast, it is not as vigorous as he came, which is really a strange phenomenon.

Innate martial arts experts, when entering the innate realm, will perform a vitality injection to cleanse the body, which is a leap and sublimation of life.

After instillation, various functions of the human body will be enhanced, such as the activity of the physical body and the functions of the viscera. Therefore, neither the recovery ability nor the ability to resist toxins can be compared with acquired warriors.

But now, the toxin that came from nowhere seems to be too violent, and even these innate powerhouses are hard to resist, but for some reason, it can't do anything to him.

However, Meng Zhao didn't have any secret joy, because he had no way of knowing who the person who secretly poisoned him was, what kind of power he had, and what he would do to him.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao wished he could kick Fu Qingtong to death. He came to the appointment because he trusted this kid. He felt that with his family background, the place he chose would be checked in advance to eliminate hidden dangers. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen? Big mistake?
Watching Emperor Yu's battle armor start, giving him a little time, is the rhythm of soaring into the sky, but now there are more variables, and I don't know if this level can be passed.

"Huh? You can actually block the medicinal power of Zui Chunfeng? It's not easy!"

The soft and charming voice sounded again, and I don't know what method was used. I couldn't hear the distance and the source of the direction at all, and I couldn't find out where it was hiding.

This time, the four innate warriors with unparalleled combat power at their peak could no longer resist the exhaustion that originated from the depths of their souls, each with their mouths wide open, their eyes bleary with tears, helpless and unwilling to follow the acquired man all over the place. The warriors fell to the ground together and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhao's heart was chilled, and the others were fine. Cang Shuyun was a congenital master who condensed his sword heart, and his swordsmanship was extremely terrifying. Even Liang Muqiu was full of praise, so he gave up. What kind of strength does a person have to have?
Meng Zhao broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that the situation was at a critical juncture, his face turned and his eyes shifted, trying to see the whereabouts of the speaker, but it was just a waste of effort.

"Who are you? Now that you have grasped the current situation, don't you dare to show up and meet me?"

Facing a critical situation, he was unwilling to give up, but planned to actively deal with it. As long as he was given a chance to speak, he might survive.

With a sound of swiping, I saw a person floating down from an outer arched eaves of the octagonal pavilion, with a chic demeanor.

Meng Zhaoqiang looked at it with vigor, and his purple eyes shrank, but he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman at the first moment.

Why do you say that?
I saw the one floating down, dressed in gorgeous light red clothes, like a noble phoenix descending from the sky.

Two curved eyebrows, straight nose bridge, ruddy pink lips, delicate white and tender skin like suet jade balls, a pair of red phoenix eyes are mesmerizing, squinting at the corners of the eyes, with an indescribable charm.

At first glance, she looks like a charming beauty, but in terms of appearance, she is no worse than Han Luzhu'er.

However, if you take a closer look, you can find that this "beauty" has a slightly stocky body, strong limbs, and an extremely tall figure, which can hardly be compared with such rare beauties as Liang Muqiu.

The difference is that Liang Muqiu's figure is extremely hot, with protruding front and back, which complements his tall figure.

And this person's chest is flat, almost flatter than the airport. Moreover, Meng Zhao's eyes are sharp, and even for a moment, he can still see the obvious wriggling Adam's apple hidden under his collar.

This should be a relatively feminine man, but his style and voice are a bit feminine.

Of course, Meng Zhao didn't care whether the other party was a man or a woman. He could handle Zhu Guangxi and Eunuch Zhu who were neither men nor women, and he was not afraid of such a feminine monster.

The point is, he was a little suspicious of this person's aura.

On the surface, he looks like a very ordinary person, who doesn't seem to have even practiced rough boxing skills.

His steps were heavy, his breathing was short, and his whole body was full of jerky energy.

However, this in itself is an abnormal phenomenon. How can someone who has never practiced martial arts float leisurely from the eaves of a pavilion that is two feet seven feet high?

If he doesn't understand martial arts and is not from the martial arts world, where did he come up with this amazing method to knock down dozens of people in the surrounding area, including four innate experts?

Don't care if it's the use of indiscriminate means of prescribing drugs, just make it work.

Meng Zhao couldn't estimate the opponent's strength, and he didn't have certainty, so he had to force a smile, holding the bronze disc in one hand, saluting with the other, saying,
"I'm Meng Zhao, I met an expert, I don't know where I offended you, please forgive me, if necessary, Meng Zhao will never speak back."

This feminine man covered his mouth and smiled flirtatiously, indescribably charming,

"Why, didn't you want to clamor for me to come out to meet you just now?
Now that I have come out, people are standing in front of you, why do you bow your head and admit defeat so quickly, what about your arrogance and domineering Mr. Meng? "

Meng Zhao secretly scolded this bastard who was neither male nor female, but on the surface he didn't dare to show any disrespect.

"Just now I was so anxious that I couldn't choose what to say, so please don't take it to heart.

I'm just a young acquired martial artist, how dare I be presumptuous in front of a master like you.

I don't know, what price will I have to pay to let you hold your hand high and be the next one? "

This posture is also low enough.

But Meng Zhao didn't feel embarrassed. The dragon can be big or small, he can be promoted or hidden, and he can bend and stretch himself.

(End of this chapter)