Playful Concubine: Black-bellied Devil Emperor, be tough!

Chapter 3646 I will help you
Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads. This kind of torture is cruel and inhuman.

"I am the most impatient person. You should think about it before answering."

The medicine servant was gasping for breath, he wanted to say something, but he was covering his heart, as if it was difficult to speak.

Muyan's eyes flashed, she grabbed his other wrist, and frowned fiercely.

"It's a soul scorpion."

Soul scorpion, a free thumb-sized spirit insect, will be parasitized by people, and the parasitized person will obey the instructions of the soul scorpion king.

It's a bit similar to something like Spirit Gu, small but powerful.

The water was clear, and he took out a pill and stuffed it into the person's mouth.

"This medicine can temporarily suppress the soul scorpion for you. Tell me, I can spare you."

It wasn't that he was kind, but that it was important to find his son. If he could find out the news, it didn't matter if he spared the other party's death.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Chen Yong immediately felt that the soul scorpion seemed to have fallen asleep.

You know, this ghost thing is absorbing their essence and blood power all the time, unless there is a medicine given by the madman.

It seems that this time, he has encountered an iron plate, so that's good, it's best that these two people can kill him.

No, they will certainly be able to kill.

Chen Yong took a deep breath, "I can take you there, but I have one condition."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms" It is good enough to keep him alive, and dare to negotiate terms.

Hearing this, Chen Yong smiled wryly, and still said: "My condition is that I will help you kill other medicine servants, the medicine shops of Mad Demon are all above the imperial rank, you are strong, but you will always suffer in terms of numbers.

I will help you delay the time to save lives. "

Muyan narrowed her eyes, "You will die" Helping them deal with the royal medicine servant, with the strength of one person, you will surely die.

Chen Yong smiled, "It doesn't matter, as long as you kill the madman, help me resettle my family."

Shui Qingche and Muyan looked at each other, "Okay."

They are not short of money. Thinking about it, this person is not a treacherous person.

Therefore, he didn't completely burn Xiaochen's sachet, he created an opportunity for people to get rid of the madman.

Maybe it meant using others, but it also helped them.

"Is this medicine still available? I want to suppress the soul scorpion. In addition, give me the medicine to improve my cultivation for a short time."

Since it was a cooperation, Chen Yong spoke with Shui Qingche neither humble nor overbearing.

He was not stingy either, and gave him a bottle of good medicine.

Chen Yong held it, excitement and madness flashed in his eyes, "Come with me."

Under the leadership of Chen Yong, Mu Yan and others easily entered the valley occupied by the madman.

Here, there is actually a formation barrier, no wonder he can hide here without being discovered.

Around the valley, there are those medicine servants who are planting spiritual grass, or defending, and there are quite a few of them.

"How many servants does he have?"

From the looks of it, you can't do it by force, you have to plan.

If the madman is in a hurry, maybe he will harm his son. Now that the water is clear, he can bear his temper.

Chen Yong withdrew his resentful gaze, "Including me, there are twenty of them in total, but four of them went to the next city to find medicine, and they are not here."

Originally, the madman would never meet Mu Xiaochen, but he didn't know where he couldn't figure it out. When he walked out of the forest, he discovered that there was more than one kind of power in him.

Chen Yong didn't understand this point, the elementalist, what else could he have if he had elemental power?
Although there are warriors who cultivate both internal strength and elemental strength, this kind of situation cannot happen to a child.

How could such a good seedling be brought out by his parents to practice at such a young age, and let him be alone.

"That means we have fifteen opponents, that's enough," Shui Qing said confidently.

(End of this chapter)