Alchemy&Martial Supreme

"Eat it," Qin Ming handed over the pills and said.

Looking at this colorful, irregular pill, Ji Wu swallowed saliva.

He also handed over his pills.

The pills he made are just like real pills. The pills are black with two lines on them.

It's not like the pill made by Qin Ming. It's big and flat.

"Well, let's eat together."

Qin Ming held the green snake poison pill in his hand and put it in his mouth.

But Ji Wu is also endure nausea, put the pill made by Qin Ming in his mouth.

At the entrance, a fishy smell came, just like a meal that has been placed for a long time.

It's a whizz, and there's a smell of feces in the middle.

"Ouch Ji Wu retch a, hastily hold back, the pill of death swallow down.

If he vomited out the pills, he would have lost.

Ji Wu must not let Qin Ming's plot succeed. Even if he swallows his face blue and blue, he also swallows the pill.

"Well, now that you are each other's pills, you can start refining the antidote."

The referee saw that both sides had swallowed the pill, so he announced.

"Well!" Qin Ming nodded, moved to a big futon and began to doze off.

He doesn't need to make antidotes at all. He might as well sleep if he has this skill.

And Ji Wu didn't know what to do. Although the pills made by Qin Ming were bad to eat, he didn't feel the toxin at all.

Since there is no poison, how can he refine the antidote?

He is not as bold as Qin Ming, he dare not sleep, this is related to his life and death, how to sleep.

So, on the field is Ji Wu a person standing there, at a loss.

But Qin Ming was sleeping. After a while, the snoring came from Qin Ming's mouth.

The referee, standing on the stage, is also at a loss. He has never presided over such a wonderful game.

The other is not a race against the clock. This one is better than the fight. One stands at a loss, while the other is even more exaggerated and sleeps.

"Gulu..." Suddenly, there was a roar on the stage.

The crowd is quiet, dead staring at the place where the sound, Ji Wu's stomach.

And Ji Wu is now fighting between man and nature, his face is livid.

"Shameless, too shameless. What Qin Ming refined was not poison pill, but cathartic. This

He had never learned how to remove the cathartic method, this is not poison, he prepared those antidote pills formula, simply did not work.

What should we do now? If there are so many people under the stage, if he has diarrhea on the spot, he will not lose face and lose his hair.

At this time, the audience also saw that the pills refined by Qin Ming had an effect.

At least, seeing Ji Wu's face, he must feel very bad now.

"Ji Wu, what's the matter? Qin Ming's pill just now doesn't look like a poison pill. How can he look blue.

What's more, even if it's a poison pill, the most important thing he should do now is to refine the antidote. What's the use of squatting there and covering his stomach? "

Chen's face is not very good-looking, he does not understand, this Ji Wu is doing in the end.

Why is also uneasy common sense card, not for him to prepare a lot of detoxification formula?

"Are you Ji Wu reliable?"

The Lord of the city of Qian is ugly. This bet is related to his own future, so don't screw it up.