Chapter 344 Drugs

The martial arts conference lasts for two days, the first day is equivalent to a sea election, and the second day is a duel between awesome people.

And the people who can really participate in the martial arts conference are not just Xiao Xiami who just entered the rivers and lakes, but those who can enter are people with some reputation in the rivers and lakes.So the "audition" is estimated to end tonight.

It is estimated that tomorrow evening we will be able to see the new martial arts leader.

Shen Changqing was indeed very powerful, killing countless people.For example, what are the world-famous single-handed heroes, red ladies, smelly old ghosts, etc...

The night in late autumn is already dark quickly, and the night is like a net that suddenly spreads out in the sky and covers the earth.

The leader of the old man ordered people to light a bonfire.

The final game gradually came to an end, with wailing and joy one after another.

The cold wind gently blows on the leaves, making a rustling sound.

A leaf fluttered down and landed on the top of her hair.

She reached out to take the leaves, looked up slightly at a man in black sitting on the roof of the main stage, with one leg standing leisurely, with his hand on his leg.

Song Yiqing swallowed, "Sang... Sang Yi."

The leader is finally here.

The people off the court gradually noticed the man on the roof, and in just a moment, everyone became tense, as if they were facing an enemy.

The old man stood up abruptly, looked at the man with a cold expression, and shouted: "Unfilial son!"

This Sang Yi seems to be the old man's son...

One is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the other has become the leader of the demon sect...

Sang Yi's thin lips moved slightly, and he jumped off the roof suddenly, and the group of people retreated five meters in an instant.

"There is no rule that the Dark Blood Sect cannot participate."

The ruthless voice echoed throughout the audience.No one in the audience dared to say no...

The old man is Sang Yi's father after all, he is not afraid of this unfilial son, his cheeks flushed with anger, "Unfilial son! You unfilial son! There is no rule? The martial arts conference has already started!"

He didn't even raise his eyelids, "It's not enough for me to kill."

Just these four words, Song Yiqing probably made many people feel timid and afraid to play tomorrow.

The scene seemed to freeze.Song Yiqing stood up suddenly, "Today's meeting is over, when will the leader let us go back to rest?"

This kind of excitement is really not good, Song Yiqing no longer wants to join in the fun.

The old man waved his hands angrily, "Everyone, go back and rest!"

Later, Song Yiqing heard that after a stalemate for a long time, the people in the leader's mansion still timidly arranged a room for the former young master and now the leader of the Demon Cult...

Song Yiqing was afraid of the cold, so she wanted to sleep early after eating.

Before the door was closed, a middle-aged man with a yellow face and a box holding a box knocked on her door. Song Yiqing was shocked, "Who is it?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Don't worry about Immortal Song, don't worry. I'm just looking for Miss Song to see a doctor."

Song Yiqing looked at Yun Poyue and motioned for the middle-aged man to come in.

The man just sat down and said, "Miss Song, I want to ask you to show me why our family has no children."

Song Yiqing didn't want to pay attention to this person when she heard the word "children", and motioned him to get out quickly.

The middle-aged man anxiously opened the box, "Don't rush me, Immortal Doctor Song, if Immortal Song can give me an heir, I will give you all these things."

Song Yiqing glanced at it casually, and saw that it was full of dark things.

"This is Fushou Ointment."

Song Yiqing was startled, and turned her head to stare at the black lumps lying quietly in the box without blinking.Her complexion was a little pale, and she reached out to take the things in the box, put them under her nose and smelled them.

"Made of poppies."

The middle-aged man didn't know what a poppy fruit was, so he yelled, "Doctor Song Xian is a good thing, really a good thing. I think this thing is much better than that jade skin ice cream. "

Song Yiqing silently watched the man talking with a sullen face.

When the man spoke dryly, "I'll take your pulse."

After finishing speaking, he took the pulse of the man, and his face became more and more ugly.She withdrew her hand and said expressionlessly, "Where did you get this thing?"

The man was very proud, "I bought this at a high price. I heard that only the nobles in Shengjing can afford it."

Song Yiqing's eyelids twitched, "Who sold it to Shengjing?"

"Of course it's the Royal Merchant."

Song Yiqing's heart sank, Huang Shang?The only imperial merchant she knew was Shen Chuyuan.

Song Yiqing took care of the box and patted the lid of the box, "Just give me this thing."

The man was not happy, "Doctor Song Xian, if you can give me an heir, I will give you these, but you can't ask for nothing."

Song Yiqing sneered, "If you want to live, don't eat this stuff! Still want children? You'll lose your life if you suck, let alone children!"

The man was taken aback, he grabbed the tablecloth on the table, his eyes stared like brass bells, "What do you mean? Don't scare me."

"Believe it or not, anyway, I have already given you advice. I want this thing." Turning her head and winking at Yun Poyue, Yun Poyue suddenly pulled out a sword and put it on the man's neck, "Here No?"

"Give it to..."

Who are these people!

Song Yiqing glanced at it, took the box and walked outside. The cold wind in the late autumn night made her shiver.

A man with a broad back stood in the courtyard in front of the door. Song Yiqing paused slightly, turned and walked into the corridor.

"Song Yiqing!" The man yelled angrily from behind, and landed in front of her in a flash.

Song Yiqing looked at Chu Jiexun's appearance, and said indifferently: "I have seen the fourth prince, but I don't know what the fourth prince is doing?"

"Yi Qing, don't make trouble."

Song Yiqing sneered, "Don't be the one making trouble, get the hell out of here. I still have something to do."

His eyes fell on the box in her hand, his expression sank, "What is this?"

Just as Song Yiqing was about to leave, she stopped again and opened the box.

Chu Jie's eyes darkened, and he blurted out, "Fushou cream?"

Even Nima Chu Jiexun knows what this is?

"You have eaten?"

Chu Jiexun shook his head, "No."

Song Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and she glared, "Be honest, this thing can't be eaten casually. Be careful not even children!"

After speaking, he turned around and left the yard.

In the middle of the night, there were no lights in the palace of the martial arts lord!Song Yiqing hugged the box, felt in the dark, and searched for a long time before finding Mo Chengyuan and Mu Lingfeng's yard.

As soon as he entered, he saw Mo Chengyuan dancing his sword under the moonlight, and the tree full of yellow leaves fell instantly and became a bare tree.

Mo Chengyuan put away the sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Why is Junior Sister here?"

Song Yiqing looked around, "Where's Master?"

"Sleeping. What's the matter?"

Song Yiqing approached him with the box in her arms, and could smell the faint smell of sweat on his body at close range. "I want to see Master."

After speaking, he opened the box, and Mo Chengyuan's eyes changed slightly. "What is this?"

"Opium!" She recovered, "It's also called Fushou Gao."

(End of this chapter)

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