Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 347 Clearing the Portal 1
The Poison King's face was stiff and ugly, "You, a junior, are you going to come and teach me a lesson?" Nan Tian smiled, "Uncle Shi has been hiding well all these years, it must be because of too many enemies."

Chang Sheng said, "That's right, the cunning rabbit has three nests, he has moved three nests in just these two months."

Mingyou leaned over, grabbed his beard and took a closer look, "He's that old poison." Nan Tian gloated, "It's the Huang Quan Dan he sold."

Mingyou pulled a few of his beards neatly with his hands, and said with gleaming eyes, "Ah, my hands are too slippery." While speaking, he deliberately pulled a few of his beards off, "Such a big beard At this age, you still think about harming people every day, what about Huang Quandan's antidote?"

"You were the one who was poisoned?" The Poison King couldn't believe it, the person who was poisoned with Huang Quan Dan could not live for eight days, let alone a child.

"How did you find out that this poison cannot be diagnosed and treated?"

Mingyou didn't pull out a beard, and said a word to him, "I didn't finish drinking that medicine, just took a small sip. Coincidentally, after drinking it that day, I ate plums, and Huang Quandan When you collide, you vomit blood."

"There is a conflict between Huangquan Dan and Huamei medicine?" The poison king was also shocked. Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Mingyou pulled a third of his beard off, and the Poison King didn't say anything about the antidote, Mingyou seemed to think of something, and exclaimed, "Aren't you the same idiot Nan Tian, ​​I really don't know how to develop it Antidote?"

".?" These words almost made the old man die of anger, what do you mean by being an idiot like Nan Tian?There is really no poison in this world that he cannot cure.

He glanced at Nan Tian provocatively, "Your master can't solve that old thing?"

Nan Tiantian was in a panic and kicked him hard, "Try to curse again, don't look at your age." If it wasn't for Changsheng who dragged Nan Tian down, he would definitely beat him up.

The Poison King seemed to have heard some exciting news, and he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha, I knew that he is no match for me, no match." Laughing too eagerly, he coughed violently.

"You didn't develop this Huangquan pill. After all, you are still not as good as your senior brother." Feng Qingqian sat on the chair with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "You have suppressed Senior Mei by relying on the forbidden books of the Xiaoyao School for so many years. In a sense, it is the ancestors of the Xiaoyao Sect who are fighting Senior Mei, not you."

As soon as Feng Qingqian's words came out, the Poison King became even more insane, "You are talking nonsense, nonsense, how could I not be as good as my senior brother?" But thinking about it carefully, the poison he had injected in these years of fighting for victory and defeat was left by his ancestors The occult, eyes widened, suddenly froze.A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Mingyou was so frightened that he immediately hid in his arms, and whispered, "Is he poisoned?"

"Out of breath." Feng Qingqian stroked her head.

With blood still on the corner of his mouth, the Poison King couldn't wait to ask Nan Tian, ​​"Is your master here? Tell him to get out and meet me, and this old turtle will just shrank his head and hide."

Then he looked around and yelled frantically, "Mei Chang, I know you're here, get out, get out."

Nan Tian was confused, and muttered, "Is this old guy crazy?" His master is not far away, how could he appear here.

Changfeng and him glanced at each other, and an old voice sounded outside the door, "After so many years, I still miss you so much."

Mei Chang was dressed in gray and blue robes, with a cane in his hand, a childlike face with white hair, wrinkles on his weather-beaten face, sunken eyes, but still deep and bright.

(End of this chapter)