Great Military Division

Chapter 17 Chinese Medicine Experts, Observing Poison Poison
the next day.

Every day before dawn, Liu Bian wakes up from a dream and does some simple morning exercises while reviewing the Tai Chi swordsmanship.

He felt that he had gradually become a habit from the initial discomfort, and even if his physical condition allowed, he would take the initiative to increase the difficulty of training for himself.

This is a good phenomenon!

After all, everyone needs to go through an extremely difficult process from never exercising, to adapting to exercise, or even getting used to exercise, and Liu Bian's process is relatively less painful.

When the morning exercise was over, Liu Bian and Tang Ji continued to wear down the patience of the guards Dong Zhuo arranged by his side. After lunch, he would learn calligraphy, etiquette, and even some common sense in life in the afternoon.

Liu Bian's daily schedule is very tight. He is like a sponge, madly absorbing the knowledge provided by the Military Division Alliance. Therefore, this time passes extremely quickly.

So three days passed.

It is the tenth day of September in the first year of Yonghan.

Morning practice is over.

Liu Bian returned to the hall, washed and changed his clothes.

It's like this every day, it's no different, it's just that today he has poison in his sleeves.

He deliberately stayed in the hall, waiting for breakfast to be delivered.

At the same time, communicate with netizens in the live broadcast room:
"Master Dean, the medical experts are already in place. From now on, they will stay here until the poisonous clinical trial is completed. What you need to do is to cooperate as much as possible!"

"Don't worry, bosses, I have made adequate preparations!"

"Come on, Mr. Debate!"

"Trust Master Bian, you can definitely do it!"

"Such a brutal picture, a little friend with poor psychological quality, consciously leave, all the consequences have nothing to do with Bian Ye!"

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Soon.

The food supervisor who delivered the breakfast came and bowed to Liu Bian and said, "It's really early today, Your Highness."

Liu Bian looked indifferent, put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and hummed.

The food supervisor put the food in front of Liu Bian and bowed before leaving.

Liu Bian took advantage of his unpreparedness, raised his arm, shook his small hand, and sprinkled some poison on the food.

"Wait!"

Liu Bian said coldly.

"Your Highness, what else is there to order?"

The food supervisor stood up and said.

"These days, this meal is always not to Gu's appetite!"

Liu Bian raised his eyebrows slightly, deliberately trying to make things difficult: "Gu suspects that the ingredients you have prepared are not fresh enough. Since you made this meal yourself, then you will try it out for Gu!"

"If you can't even eat it."

Speaking of this, Liu Bian raised his lips slightly and hummed softly, "Don't blame me, you're welcome!"

Eyes hide anger, eyes like steel knives.

"This"

The food supervisor hesitated a little, but it was only for a moment, and he agreed: "Since Your Highness has doubts, then this minister can only try the dishes for His Highness in person!"

At this moment, the live broadcast room was silent.

Everyone is staring at the scene in front of them, the cruel and inhumane living experience, what kind of ordinary thing is in the emperor's home!
After that, the food supervisor stepped forward, picked up his chopsticks, picked up the vegetables, put them in his mouth, and began to chew: "His Royal Highness, look, this dish is definitely not available."

Before he finished speaking, the food supervisor suddenly felt that something was wrong, his face changed suddenly, his face turned pale purple, his eyes suddenly widened, and the white eyes rolled up, but the pupils in the eyes were shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

pat!

The chopsticks fell.

The food supervisor was shivering, shaking like a sieve. He pinched his neck with both hands, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, like beads with a broken thread, accompanied by his trembling body, along his temples, clattering down. Flow!
He opened his mouth wide, as if he was about to vomit something, and he vomited several times, but he didn't vomit the slightest bit except for the saliva dripping out!

But the careful Liu Bian found that there seemed to be a faint hint of bright red in those halal seeds, no need to ask, it must be the bloodstain that was oozing out from the body that was destroyed by the poison!
hiss~~~
Liu Bian couldn't help gasping for air, his scalp became numb, his limbs became cold, his whole body was piercingly cold, and his heart seemed to be twisted by a knife.

pain!
Distressed!

afraid!
Scared!
After all, Liu Bian killed himself.

A few days ago, seeing Zhu Tong holding a bloody head was completely different.

After all, at that time, he only saw the result, but at this moment, he is really experiencing the process of death. This feeling is indescribable, fear, distress, sadness, terror, mixed flavors, and extremely complicated.

However, Liu Bian still did not dare to close his eyes. He had to transmit this picture to the medical experts in the parallel world.

The food supervisor in front of him was extremely painful!

He had difficulty breathing, his chest kept heaving up and down, and he was breathing heavily!
With his hands on his head, he kept looking left and right, his pupils dilated, and those eyes seemed to gradually become blurred!

He opened his mouth wide, trying to say something, but he could only make a faltering voice, unable to say anything.

The food supervisor that followed quickly surrounded him, supporting him, shaking his body, and shouting, "Zhang Jiancheng, Zhang Jiancheng, what's wrong with you?"

Pfft!
The food supervisor surnamed Zhang fell heavily to the ground, his body spasmed, sometimes curled up, sometimes stretched, the next second, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his lips, followed by his eyes, ears, and nostrils. , there is blood dripping out!
Seven orifices bleeding!

snort!

snort!

Zhang Jiancheng took a deep breath, and his body fluttered three or two times.

He died on the spot, utterly dead!
The above scene, although there are many text descriptions, it is really over in the blink of an eye.

"Ah~~~~"

Liu Bian and the food supervisor present were immediately amazed, stunned to the extreme!
"It's dead!"

"Zhang Jiancheng is dead!"

"Zhang Jiancheng was poisoned to death!"

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The food supervisors ran out in fright.

As if the seven souls had lost three souls, their hearts were pounding, and their fear was extreme.

When Liu Bianzheng was surprised, the boss in the Military Division Alliance immediately greeted him: "Master Bian, come over quickly and give a few close-ups!"

I go! ! !
Liu Bian's heart suddenly galloped!

This horse is not an ordinary horse, but a famous grass-mud horse!

This kind of death, the other party wants to let himself come together?

Liu Bian really has [-] MMP sentences, I don't know if I should say it or not!

But what choice does he have?

If you don't seize the opportunity, then this kind of death will be him!
Special!

Fight!

Liu Bian took a deep breath, as if he had made a great determination, and rushed up with a stride.

Approaching for reconnaissance!

"The complexion began to turn black, the speed was fast, and the body was slightly swollen!"

"The eyes are popping, the whites of the eyes are turned up, but not completely, the seven orifices are bleeding!"

"The lips are curled, there are sporadic blisters on them, about four or five, maybe more!"

Liu Bian secretly said in his heart: "What a god, it's awesome! I didn't even see it clearly. The Military Division Alliance observed it so carefully. It's worthy of being a professional, it's simply too awesome!"

"Ben Ye, look at his nails!" said the military division alliance.

Liu Bian hurriedly looked down and said in surprise, "There are black spots under the nails!"

Exactly at this time.

Hula broke into a group of people outside the hall and surrounded the body and Liu Bian.

(End of this chapter)