The blood spider penetrated into Qingran's mouth. Qingran still wanted to speak, but couldn't open her mouth.

He quickly pressed his tongue against the palate to prevent the blood spider from crawling into his throat.

With a light "bang", the spider suddenly turned into a pool of liquid and flowed in.

It's hard to defend.

In just three or four seconds, Qingran's entire face was filled with blood, even his eyes.

He could clearly feel that the liquids quickly swam into every corner of his body along his meridians.

If it were in the past, Qingran only needed to seal the four major acupoints of the air valve to temporarily relieve it.

But now, the unlucky Ma Laizi is about to settle down.

What to do?

At this time, the blue veins on Qingran's forehead had burst out one by one, his face was very ferocious, and the kindness and gentleness that could be shown on his face disappeared.

Very scary.

"Ghost and God Doctor, don't toast and not eat the punishment. This antidote is something that no one can come up with except me in the world."

The Eighth Master is not afraid of Qingran's suicide. The key is that he is determined to be dead.

Stop, don't say anything about committing suicide by biting your tongue.

Can you have some common sense in life?

Generally, those who commit suicide by biting their tongues are fainting due to pain, and the airway obstruction after fainting, suffocating or choking to death.

Excessive blood loss?

Pull it down.

The tongue that humans can stick out is only one-third of the entire tongue, and this part does not have lingual arteries and lingual veins.

Even if it bites off, it won't produce too much blood.

Qingran's eyes showed fierce light, and he angrily opened his eyes and said, "I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

The eighth master laughed.

"Be a ghost? You can't do anything to me when you are alive. I'm still afraid that you will be a ghost?"

After saying that, Master Eighth’s face changed suddenly.

"Say! Where is the secret book of Thirteen Needles hidden?!"

Qingran spitted out a mouthful of blood, and the Eighth Master quickly stepped back.

"I won't say it! As long as I die, there will be no more thirteen needles in the world! Finally, I can calm down!"

For many years, people in the world have been fighting and intrigueing about this secret book, and I don’t know how many people have died.

I should have died twenty years ago, and I have already picked it up in these twenty years.

OK.

The Eighth Master was also very angry. He spent so much money and thoughts to get this thing, but he didn't expect Qingran to say anything about it.

"Then you can take Thirteen Needles to the Underworld together!"

The Eighth Master raised his sword and murmured a spell.

While he was reciting, Qingran clearly felt that the liquids accelerated the erosion of his meridians.

"Who is so powerful?"

A lazy voice came, and the Eighth Master was startled and looked around carefully.

But I found a careless young man sitting under a tree, crossing his legs and eating melon seeds.

"Jiang Chao!"

Qingran looked at it when she heard the sound.

"Chairman!"

Jiang Chao threw the melon seed shell in his hand under the tree, patted the gray on his butt and stood up.

"I originally thought you were Li Qingyun, but it seems that I was wrong." Jiang Chao said lightly.

The Eighth Master sneered and said, "What is Li Qingyun? When the man in our family was wandering around the world, he didn't know where he was!"

Jiang Chao started to think.

"It's not Li Qingyun... he can use blood spiders again... I understand, you are Wenwen's father, Xu Rufeng, the Five Poisons Ancestor?"

I think so, Xu Yewen's father is really not good. He can't solve the cold poison in Xu Yewen's body, so he pushed Xu Yewen in front of him.

You should know that Xu Rufeng's father is the legendary Nine Poison God. Compared with Li Qingyun, his cultivation level and status in the world are only high or low.

"You guess yourself." Master Eight said lightly.

Jiang Chao frowned again.

Logically speaking, I have been named by myself, but I still don’t admit it. Either I want to play tricks on myself or I guessed wrongly.

Who will it be?

"I understand. You just want to get the thirteen needle secret. I know where, you let the old ghost go first."

Qingran was shocked and suddenly looked at Jiang Chao and said, "Chairman! You can't say it! If the Thirteen Needles fall into his hands, the world will inevitably be in chaos!"

Jiang Chao did not follow up, but stared at Eighth Master coldly. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Jiang Chao was just trying to create a kind of aura.

The Eighth Master said, "Tell me first, otherwise I will kill him now!"

As he said that, the Eighth Master grabbed Qingran's neck.

Qingran wanted to stop Jiang Chao, but couldn't even say a word.

Jiang Chao sat on the ground and then started eating melon seeds.

"If you want to do it, hurry up. No matter which immortal you are, have you never heard of my name "Don't Laugh the Immortal Lord"?"

"People like Lao Gui die if they die. It's no big deal. Don't use this to threaten me."

Qingran finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but for some reason, he felt very sad.

Does the chairman really think so...

"Hahaha! Is that true?! You really don't care about ghosts, gods, Taoists? Don't forget, he is a tool you use to win people's hearts!"

Who wouldn't be happy to live with Jiang Chao for thirty or fifty years?

Jiang Chao shook his head.

"It seems that your understanding of our company is still insufficient, so you didn't realize that I have even closed the medical department?"

"My master, Sanyuan Zhenren is already the leader of the four judges in the underworld. I no longer need thirteen injections for increasing or decreasing my life."

"By the way, if you want to do it, hurry up. The Northern Ghost Emperor below is about to be removed from office. I can let my own people take office. Please trouble you."

It's almost done. It would be too simple if the Sanyuan of Gong attacked Yang Yun.

Needless to say, just go to Yingchun Tower for a big inspection, and you can check any problems clearly.

At that time, the Sanyuan of the Palace only needs to put the evidence in front of King Qin Guang. No matter how much he wants to protect him, he will have no choice.

However, Eighth Master's brain started to spin rapidly.

If he didn't kill Qingran, Jiang Chao might really be honest and tell him where the Thirteen Needles were.

But if he killed Qingran, the only bargaining chip in his hand would be gone, and Jiang Chao would never say anything at that time.

"Hmph! Don't use provocation, it's useless! Everyone is talking about the word "faith" when they walk in the world!"

"I'll let people go now. After all, you have to tell me the whereabouts of the Thirteen Needles secret book. How about it?!"

Qingran was anxious, his eyes wide open, but he couldn't say a word and his body couldn't move.

Jiang Chao was in trouble.

"Why don't you play according to the routine?... You can kill me so that I won't bear the karma of killing myself. Isn't this good?"

The Eighth Master kept sneering.

"You have a delusion! You want to kill yourself! I won't help you bear this cause and effect! I'll let you go now, you must tell me the matter if you finish it!"

Jiang Chao muttered.

"The old ghost is considered a veteran of two dynasties. Even if I want to kill him, I can't be so blatant. OK, you can let him go first."

(End of this chapter)
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