The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 557

Jian Nanxuan stepped forward and came to Ye Xiaofan's side, squatted down, stretched out his arms, released his soul power, and explored the situation in Cang Ce's body.

after a while

Jian Nanxuan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "This poison is weird and unpredictable. It can swallow all kinds of power that enters his body. I can only use stronger power to trap it and delay its eruption time."

"My strength can only trap this poison for three days at most. After three days, if there is no antidote, even the gods will be hard to save."

After hearing Jian Nanxuan's words, Cang Ce showed a bitter smile on his black and white face: "That's all, it's my fate, so I don't need to bother my lord and Your Excellency."

"My lord and Your Excellency saved my whole Cang family's life, but I can't repay it. It's really a pity."

"Ze'er, come here. After three days, you will be the Lord of the Cang family. No matter what my lord and Your Excellency need, you must do your best to get it."

Cang Yangze squatted beside Cang Ce, with a handsome face full of grief, a few lines of tears flowed from his red eyes, his body trembled uncontrollably, he gritted his teeth and nodded repeatedly.

Ye Xiaofan shook his head, not to disturb the conversation between Cang family father and son, life and death have their own destiny, he is not a god, nor does he have the ability to save them.

"Although the bandit with the sword is very strong, there are still four half-step infants in the Yanwei family who have become strong. At this time, if they kill someone and don't leave, when the people from the Yanwei family come, they will definitely die."

"Cang Ce is suffering from infant poison now, and his life is not long. The Cang family is bound to be scattered. When the time comes, we can share a share."

"Let's stay far away. People from the Yan and Wei families will definitely come. When the war breaks out, we will stay where we are, and we will definitely be injured."

The people around were discussing in low voices, a flash of greed flashed in their eyes, and then they all scattered and retreated, forming a tight circle a few kilometers away from the venue.

In Baishui City, in a splendid palace, a middle-aged man in a white robe sat on the throne of the palace.

The palace is thousands of meters long, and there are oil lamps on both sides. The oil lamp posts are white and transparent, carved with clearly visible tiger stripes.

This kind of white transparent pillar is an extremely precious material for refining equipment, and it is a necessary item for refining fourth-order top-grade magical equipment. Yuanbaiyan, after being smelted, can produce strong toughness, which can greatly improve the success of the refining equipment. Rate.

Being able to refine Yuanbaiyan into pillars and place them in a palace of thousands of meters, it can be seen that the owner of the palace is a luxury.

"Tap..."

A young man in brocade clothes ran into the palace with his head down, knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, and looked at the man in front of him in awe.

This person is the city lord of Baishui City, Murong Liehu, a real baby-turned-strong person, the strongest in the entire Baishui City.

"Report!"

"City Lord, just now there was a fight between Yan and Cang's families. Yan Zhishen was defeated by a strong man with a sword and then killed by a child using a thunderbolt. Cang Ce was poisoned by infant-eating poison, and his life is not long."

After Murong Liehu heard the words of the young man in brocade clothes, he slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of golden light shot out, hitting the sky outside the palace.

"Oh? A master swordsman and a child who cast thunder are really interesting. When did such an interesting person come to Baishui City?"

"I want to see and see, who is so holy, who dares to kill people in my Baishui City."

Murong Liehu stood up, with a fierce breath rising into the sky, the oil lamps in the palace were instantly extinguished, and the young man in brocade clothes kneeling in the palace was trembling.

(End of this chapter)