Realms In The Firmament

And no matter what tactic, this throne will never be allowed to live!

Your merciful hand today is soft and soft, and his death is doomed!

Ye smiled coldly and looked at everyone. It seemed to see through everyone's heart. Everyone was afraid to speak anymore at this moment. He just looked at him dead with his eyes and nodded his head constantly. On his forehead, he forcibly endured that itch, and he was already holding his sweat beads out.

“Looks like you all agree, that's good, no need for me to treat you differently.” Ye smiled and nodded himself, taking out a white bottle of long neck jade from his arms, opening the mouth of the bottle, a roaring noise, the myriad of black Dandelion flashed a strange light, rolling down the floor.

Hundreds of them.

“That's the cure!” Ye said softly: “Anyone who vows to be gracious should take one himself. ”

After that, his figure swayed and he withdrew outside the five husbands, looking at this side.

Hu!

Sixty-three people belonging to the two main gates saw the life-saving Lindane in front of them. When it was like a hungry tiger, they used all their last strength to fight for it. They used the last line of clear mind to jump to the ground Lindane!

This is their only, and last, cell phone call.

Without these life-saving antidotes, this chance leans all over Ye's smile head and tries his best to break the net with a dead fish.

But now that the antidote has appeared, everyone wants to take it the first time! Everyone subconsciously uses all the residual power to achieve the fastest speed possible!

Almost as desperate as you can, grab the pills scattered all over the ground and swallow them into your stomach at the fastest possible speed!

Everyone here is an expert in the realm of Tian Yuan. Fixed the most. There are also the seven classes of Tian Yuan. All together, how fast?

The whole process lasted just a blink of an eye, and everyone swallowed the medicine with at least one hand.

If it's based entirely on head count, there should be more than 30 Dan pills on the ground that no one takes. Some of them are very active, so simply take them away.

The antidote spiritual dan of Fengjun is a mortal, mostly a life-saving, antidote to hundreds of poisons. Who can say that it will not be poisoned in the future?

Leave a magical antidote like this on your body, always be prepared.

Besides, you have said that both sides will be angry from now on, who promised you?

We just nodded our eyes, but never said yes, let alone swore an oath!

So, in the future, we're still in a hostile relationship.

With this antidote, even if I get your poison again... I'm not afraid of it.

However, the only question that needs to be considered now is, is this antidote effective? Is it really an antidote to the symptoms?

However, Fengjun's mouth and teeth are still very guaranteed. This antidote is really effective, seriously effective!

Moreover, the effect is immediate, only swallowed, the antidote has not even entered the abdomen, the extreme itching resistance has actually stopped.

“Well, now that you have sworn your vows to dispel each other's grievances, please leave. I hope to meet you in the future, but I hope to make friends with your masters.” The wind throne's face was filled with a smile.

“Twice?” At the same time, sixty-three people stared at Ye laughing violently, even those who vowed not to be enemies of the wind anymore, and several of the elderly people were suddenly tragic and extremely poisonous to look up to the heavens and smile: “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, being a man can't be as childish as you! ”

“Oh?” Ye smiled and closed his eyes.

“You trampled on our dignity without any hesitation, insulted our insistence, and ruined our personality by whatever means we could, so that we could never lift our heads up. … Do you think that as soon as we leave, this will all be over? Can it offset your humiliation of us?” Someone whispered.

Ye smiled and the cold light flashed in his eyes, faintly: “So what you're saying is... this isn't over? Hate doesn't dissolve? You want to turn your backs and ignore previous promises and vows? ”

Everyone stared at him very hard.

Ye smiled slowly and nodded faintly: “It's good, it's really motivated, it's temperamental, it's bloody, it's a good guy, it's admirable, it's the wind. Someone is childish, but, when people do it, the heavens look at it, the vows aren't just words and they're done...”

Feng Zhiling's voice had not gone down, and Wan Zhenghao behind him suddenly shouted.

“Shit... this...” Wan Zhenghao shouted, the whole person seemed like a ghost, violently shaking, so hard to make such a sharp sound for his fat body.

It's not just Marriott, but all the people across the street from the two great businessmen, including the killers left behind by Liu Changjun, have all seen ghost faces.

Especially the people of the five big families, a pale face and a fluttering body.

Without him, the reason is that... the masters of the two great doors, complacent to speak harshly, one of whom is still biting their teeth, but as they speak, the muscles on their faces are gradually decaying!

Even started falling apart piece by piece.

One of the elders of the Japanese Patriarchate said only one thing: "The district vows that this hatred will never be forgotten! Yamagata, we always have a day before he sees us again! ”

By the time he spoke of 'this hatred', his nose had fallen off; and by the time he spoke of 'never forget’, his ears had fallen. And by the time he talks about 'mountain waters’, both eyes have simply turned into two caves! And by the time he said his last words, 'We'll always meet one day', even his whole lip had fallen on the floor.

All that's left is a mouth without half a flesh, white miserable teeth open and then make another sound!

The strangest thing is that Ming's body is about to rot, but he doesn't even know it!

Still a vicious curse, threatening...

It's not just him, it's all the others at the two main gates.

As he spoke, his upper and lower muscles dropped so “loudly”.

And the muscles fell to the ground, instantly turning into pus.

Sixty-three people, at the end of the day, even their clothes rotted one by one, no muscles at all, even their hair rotted and fell off; even their guts, at the end of the day, were completely gone.

There are only 63 skeletons left, still standing there!

It's like a dead body that's been buried in a grave for decades and decayed for centuries, but still stands steadily!