Peerless Poison Concubine is a little crazy

Chapter 2988 Yin death, you didn't discuss 4
Yun Ling smiled slightly and said, "If the cultivation base is weak, they will definitely die, but once the cultivation base reaches the realm of the god emperor, the poison will not poison them to death, and at most it will only cause pain for a period of time. Then lie in bed for another ten days and half a month, of course, unless they are given an antidote!"

When this kind of poison was first made, the cultivation level was still very weak, and it was only after some people did experiments that this side effect was discovered.

And Yunling didn't really want these people to die directly, so he thought of using this kind of poison, even if it couldn't poison them to death, it would be good to kill them with nausea.

Because, among so many poisons, only this kind of poison is the most convenient to defraud people!

Look at those two guys who were used by Yun Ling, they died so inexplicably, they couldn't make a sound when they died, their whole bodies turned into poisonous gas, and even poisoned the entire master of Linlang Pavilion, how powerful it is.

Other poisons have to go through various channels, and they must be poisoned by others to have such a result, so this kind of poison is the most suitable.

"That's not bad, when they can't show their strength, then we can teach them a good lesson!" Zhuge Jin said with a smile and clenched his fists.

Mu Xiang laughed loudly and said, "This is necessary, I will kill you while you are sick!"

Yun Aotian turned to look at Yunling, and asked, "Linger, do you want to go now?"

"Not yet, let's see what Qin Ying can do, see if she can solve the bet on them, if she can solve it, we will wait!" Yun Ling said with a light smile.

Everyone continued to look at Qin Ying's camp, seeing those people still crying in pain on the ground.

Those with weaker cultivation bases will have twitching limbs, bleeding from the seven holes, more air intake and less air output, and those with higher cultivation bases, such as the peak of God Venerable Ninth Rank, will just feel the whole body biting like ants, piercing pain , so that they can only grit their teeth and endure the pain, at least they can bear it, and they don't have to be ashamed as those who rolled on the ground in pain.

Qin Yingqiao's face was gloomy and uncertain, and a young woman beside her was biting her cherry lips, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Master, I seem to be poisoned too!" The woman said to Qin Ying in pain.

Qin Ying turned her head and looked at the woman who came to her side and stood still. It was He Huanhuan, the saint of Linlang Pavilion, who stretched out her hand to feel her pulse.

After more than ten seconds, Qin Ying put down her hand, her eyes were even more angry, "You are poisoned!"

"Poisoned? How is it possible? How could I be poisoned?" He Huanhuan was shocked when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief, "I don't seem to have eaten anything, I haven't eaten much since I came here How many things, I haven’t eaten for the past two days, and I’m practicing! How could I be poisoned?”

He Huanhuan was puzzled, and even more puzzled, what was going on, why did he get poisoned, and how did he get poisoned?
When Qin Ying heard He Huanhuan's words, she also had a puzzled and puzzled look on her face.

So Qin Ying turned her head to look around again, and there were people in the camp who were not poisoned.

As time went by, all those who practiced in the tents were poisoned, leaving only those guards who did not practice and stood guard outside and patrolled.

(End of this chapter)