Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 72 A Poison Refiner
The owner of the tea shop was also looking at Gong Qingying and the others. Except for the one wearing the black fox mask whose strength could not be seen, the rest were all second-tier warriors.

Thinking that the other party was the leader of a certain faction in Hongcheng, he hurriedly greeted him warmly.

In the house, beside the square table.

Sitting around were three or five groups of rough-looking Tier [-] warriors, and when they saw them appear, they all focused their attention.

"What would you like to drink?" the tea shop owner asked with a smile.

"Four pots of good tea, five plates of desserts, six bowls of peanuts, and ten catties of beef!" Gong Qingying said boldly.

"Guest officer, wait a moment, little one, let's get ready!"

As the tea shop owner left, everyone in the house continued drinking tea and chatting.

In the words, they all praised that the Blood Crow League was under the care of the young master of the Nether Sect recently.

Now, it is only short of taking down all the gang forces in Tiger Leaping Cliff. The Blood Crow League is the largest gang in Hongcheng, and it is just around the corner to become the largest gang in Shu Country.

The owner of the tea shop served the tea very quickly, but the tea, desserts and beef on the table were all added with colorless and odorless sweat medicine.

Gong Qingying personally poured tea for the shadow puppets, urging them to fill their stomachs quickly and prepare to go on the road.

After three rounds of tea, the owner of the tea shop saw that they had almost eaten, so he walked up to Gong Qingying and said, "Guest officer, the Blood Crow League is recruiting troops recently. I wonder if you are interested in joining the alliance?"

"Not interested in!"

Gong Qingying put the teacup on the table, stretched out her hand to rest her forehead, her eyes were a little blurred.

Seeing the situation, the shadow puppets acted distracted and drowsy.

Seeing the effect of the medicine, the owner of the tea shop said bluntly: "It's a pity that I'm not interested, you have to go too! Somebody tied them up!"

Inside the house, the men drinking tea immediately drew their big knives from under the table and walked towards them.

The shadow puppets quickly drew their swords and protected Gong Qingying.

"Huh? What's going on?" The tea shop owner and the men drinking tea looked surprised.

Gong Qingying lightly rubbed her temples, shook her head and sighed, "If you add the weight of the five-coin mandala, maybe this sweat medicine can fascinate us, what a pity!"

"Are you also a poison refiner?" The tea shop owner's eyes lit up immediately: "This alliance is in urgent need of a poison refiner. If you can come, I recommend you to be the master of the poison refinement hall!"

"I said I'm not interested, so I'm not interested!" Gong Qingying lazily stood up, walked around the shadow puppets and walked outside.

"Wait!" The owner of the tea shop suddenly stretched out his hand to block in front of him, the air in his palm mixed with black poisonous gas, and his throat-locking claws approached Gong Qingying's fair neck.

Gong Qingying's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, frost condensed with cold poison in both palms, and used the palm technique of ice snow palm in the ice soul sword art to quickly dissolve the throat-locking claws of the tea shop owner.

"Sure enough, he is a poison refiner!" The tea shop owner sneered and backed away. He quickly formed a seal, and a pair of black leather gloves emitting poisonous gas appeared on his hands.

The surrounding objects that were attacked by the poisonous gas made a hissing sound, and instantly turned into a pool of black poisonous dirt.

Gong Qingying knew that the other party was a master at refining poison, so in order to avoid the poisonous gas from hurting Ying Puppet, she attacked the owner of the tea shop while leading him away from the tea shop.

Because of his release of spiritual power, Gong Qingying could clearly see his true strength, a fifth-rank warrior.

The owner of the tea shop also saw that Gong Qingying's strength was only a fourth-rank warrior!

Previously, he mistakenly thought that the other party was hiding something, but who knew that he was one level lower than himself!
He laughed and said: "I have always cherished materials, as long as you surrender obediently, I can spare you!"

"Hmph! That also depends on whether you can catch me?" Gong Qingying laughed lightly and jumped into the nearby dense forest.

(End of this chapter)