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Chapter 177 Slow Motion Playback

Wen Tao secretly laughed in his heart, but his movements did not stop. He scooped up a bowl full of porridge and handed it to Guo Wanquan, and said in a low voice, "Guest, please eat."

Guo Wanquan took the bowl, but he didn't eat it, but pushed it to Wen Tao, saying in a bad voice, "Take a bite first."

Wen Tao was taken aback, trembled all over, and stammered: "I, I will get dirty after eating."

"If I tell you to eat, you can eat it, stop talking nonsense!" Guo Wanquan glared at Wen Tao and cursed loudly.

"Oh, eat, just eat." Wen Tao looked at Guo Wanquan timidly, then picked up the bowl, handed it to his mouth, and took a big sip, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

This is not what Wen Tao pretended, he was really hungry, especially the porridge cooked by Ling Kong, which added some wild medicinal herbs, had a strong fragrance and melted in the mouth, Wen Tao almost swallowed it.

"Damn it, give it to me!" Guo Wanquan saw that Wen Tao was eating with gusto, half of the big bowl of porridge was gone in an instant. Pour it into your mouth and swallow it whole.

The yam porridge was boiled in the morning, and it was still warm at the moment. It was a good time for gluttony. Guo Wanquan drank bowl after bowl until he drank four bowls in a row. He touched his round belly before stopping, licking The remaining porridge on the corner of the mouth is still unfinished.

"Guest, how does it taste?" Wen Tao looked at the man holding a bowl and licking it vigorously, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Hi...OK." Guo Wanquan hiccupped, gave Wen Tao a thumbs up, and said with admiration, "Boy, your porridge is really good, what did you put in it?"

"Well, there are angelica, yam, bacon, and ingredients that are unique to the world." Wen Tao looked at less than half of the porridge in the pot and said, counting his fingers.

"Huh? What..." Guo Wanquan couldn't help but wondered after hearing Wen Tao's words, and looked up at Wen Tao.

Guo Wanquan looked at Wen Tao, just as there was an inexplicable smile on Wen Tao's face, his heart sank suddenly, a layer of white sweat rose from his back, and he thought to himself, it's not good!

"That kind of material is called Tianhun Melting Blood Pill." Wen Tao looked at the dignified Guo Wanquan, spread out his right palm, and a black and round pill with a rotten smell appeared in his palm.

"Boy, you!" Guo Wanquan stretched out his hand, and before he could pat Wen Tao, he felt a pain in his abdomen. Unprecedented pain spread from all limbs.

"Ah! I, I'm going to kill you!" Guo Wanquan held his stomach, gritted his teeth and rolled on the ground, his forehead dripping with cold sweat. The bowl he licked clean fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

Wen Tao looked at Guo Wanquan, who was dying and struggling, and snorted softly. He didn't care about his threat at all. He was given the Heavenly Soul Melting Blood Pill by himself, so he could still threaten him?

"Master Wen, when did you put that elixir into the porridge, the old man didn't even see it." Xuan Jing lifted the quilt, put on her shoes and socks and walked to the side of the two, asking in surprise.

Wen Tao smiled, looked at Guo Wanquan who was startled and angry, and the veins on his painful forehead were bulging, and said softly: "There is no poison in the porridge, nor in the bowl. The poisonous one is naturally the hand of the younger generation."

"Hand?" Xuan Jing was puzzled, recalling Cai Wentao's movements just now.

Scooping the porridge, handing the porridge, drinking the porridge, being robbed of the porridge... All kinds of images appeared in Xuan Jing's mind like a movie in slow motion.

Xuan Jing frowned, looked at the broken bowl, and thought about every possibility.

Take porridge!

Xuan Jing's eyes light up suddenly, and she suddenly realizes that the scene of Wen Tao being taken away by Guo Wanquan to hold the bowl of porridge in Xuan Jing's mind is repeated over and over in Xuan Jing's mind.

Yes, it is here!

Xuan Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and a scene of extremely slow, extremely slow movements appeared in front of her eyes. Guo Wanquan pushed Wen Tao, and reached out to grab the bowl in Wen Tao's hand. Wen Tao was pushed by Guo Wanquan, and he couldn't stand still. , took a step back.

This movement is normal, there is nothing wrong with it, but Xuan Jing saw something different, that is Wen Tao's right hand holding the bowl.

Ordinary people hold a bowl, and when their center of gravity is unstable, they will subconsciously stretch out their hands to maintain balance. However, Wen Tao was pushed by Guo Wanquan. Instead of trying to maintain balance, he stretched his right hand forward an inch, as if It's like cooperating with Guo Wanquan to hand him the bowl.

It was this movement that Xuan Jing also saw. At the same time Wen Tao stretched his right hand forward, a black pill slipped from Wen Tao's sleeve and fell into the tiger's mouth. The medicine was crushed into powder, and the moment Guo Wanquan took the bowl away, Wen Tao just put the powder into the bowl.

Seeing these details clearly, Xuan Jing looked at Wen Tao with a little more fiery eyes. He boasted that he could not do this kind of hand speed and thought.

"Master Wen's heart is as thin as a needle." Xuan Jing sighed, feeling ashamed.

Little did they know that while Xuan Jing was shocked, Wen Tao was also startled. Xuan Jing could recall her own actions and find out the timing of her own medicine. It's like a class with an axe.

While the two were flattering each other, the hatred in Guo Wanquan's eyes was about to overflow, but the Heavenly Soul Melting Blood Pill was really not something he could remove. Go up, immediately passed out, unconscious.

Wen Tao and Xuan Jing looked at each other and were silent for a long time before Xuan Jing said, "What a man, he really has courage."

Wen Tao couldn't stop laughing, and looked at Guo Wanquan with a little more teasing eyes. It is not cruel to be cruel to others, but cruel to oneself. Guo Wanquan is obviously this kind of person.

"Really, since this place is the territory of your sect, let this person be handed over to Master Ling Kong." Wen Tao cupped his hands towards Xuan Jing.

Xuan Jing nodded, no matter who Guo Wanquan is, he will give an explanation to Wen Tao, or to Longhushan. There is no one in Hushan.

When the two were relatively silent, Lingkong and Yi Qiuhan went back and forth, not only that, there were a few more people behind them, and at a glance, it was Lingqing and Lingnan, and the five sons of Longhushan came together .

"Master." Seeing Xuan Jing standing side by side with Wen Tao, the five Lingqing couldn't help shouting, the excitement in their eyes was self-evident.

"They're all on their own, yet they can't hold their breath." Although Xuan Jing's tone was meant to be a lesson, she didn't blame anyone at all, but was full of smiles.

"Thank you, Master, for your teaching." The five of them saluted Xuan Jing in unison, and couldn't help showing surprise in their eyes. They didn't know how long it had been since Xuan Jing smiled so happily.

Ling Kong settled down, and with the four of Ling Kong, he bowed deeply to Wen Tao, bowing his body to be level with the ground, at a full ninety degrees, "Thank you, Sect Master Wen for your help, Mr. En Dade, the ups and downs of Mount Longhu will never be forgotten."

"Several real people, please get up quickly." Wen Tao quickly helped the three of them up, and said in his mouth: "You don't have to do this, the juniors are just mere tricks, and you won't be able to enter the elegant hall. The real people will spoil the juniors."

(End of this chapter)