In the backyard of Jubao Pavilion, Sister Mei cleaned up the yard for Feng Xingying to allow her to temporarily live.

"It turns out that Miss Xingying is actually a disciple of Master Youying." Sister Mei looked forward to her.

disciple?

Feng Xingying gave her the token in order to indicate her identity.

Unexpectedly, people will automatically make up for it.

This beautiful misunderstanding can be continued.

Feng Xingying nodded, took out a big box from the Xihuang Sword Space, and pushed it to Sister Mei:

"My master has refined some pills, so please help Sister Mei."

"No problem! The price we have given to Master Youying from Jubao Pavilion is definitely the most fair."

"The master has a requirement." Feng Xingying continued.

"Just say it."

"No exception is basic elixirs, they are not allowed to be sold in the territory of Dali." Feng Xingying took two marrow-cleaning pills and some elixirs to increase their cultivation last time, but they were mostly wrapped by Prince Nangong Chu.

She became the alchemy for Nangong Chu? She refused!

"This" Sister Mei hesitated and immediately agreed: "We Jubao Pavilion will pick up customers from all over the world and deliver goods to the seven countries. I can still make the decision on this requirement."

As long as Master Youying’s elixir is returned to her, what does it matter where to sell it?

After receiving the pills and sending them for identification, Sister Mei personally delivered the medicinal materials Feng Xingying wanted.

At this time, Feng Xingying was stabbing a few acupoints of the old lady of the Feng family with a silver needle. The maid Yunxiang even prepared a large wooden barrel, and the water inside was hot.

Feng Xingying took a few herbs from Sister Mei's hand and threw them to Yun Xiang.

Yun Xiang gently kneaded her hands, and the good herbs turned into juice without any waste.

Rutina mixed the liquid into the bath water.

The bath water immediately turned black and red, which was terrifying.

Feng Xingying didn't drive her away, but Sister Mei stood quietly by and watched.

She couldn't help but want to remind Feng Xingying several times: These are huge poisons, how can they be used to save people?

But I thought that Feng Xingying was a disciple of Master Youying. Master Youying was very skilled, so the disciples he taught could not even know the basic common sense.

As a businessman who knows how to observe words and expressions, Sister Mei chose to shut up.

After the needle was pricked, the old lady of the Feng family still looked dark, like a living dead person.

Feng Xingying hugged her into the dark medicine again.

The medicine juice was once again, and the bubbles were gulp, as if they were about to devour the creatures.

With such a poisonous way, is she really going to murder her relatives?

But Yunxiang never doubted because she enveloped Xingying, and the lady was her only belief.

This time, Feng Xingying was even more excessive. He actually took out a large needle as thick as a little finger, like a thin cone, and pierced it straight into the old lady's head.

The old lady seemed to be unable to bear the torture and screamed.

Too miserable

It's really a tragedy on earth that has lost family affection.

But soon, Sister Mei, who was knowledgeable, became convinced.

After the old lady screamed, she began to vomit constantly, and even dirty things spewed out of her head.

She is fighting poison with poison!

The technique is the most difficult to control. If you are not careful, you will die.

Sister Mei never dared to blink her eyes until she saw the old lady's skin change from black to normal, and she saw her open her eyes.

Just one hour.

It took just one hour to be so poisonous?

Fengxingying is too great, right? Especially Jubao Pavilion is well-informed, Sister Mei remembers clearly that some people in Dali Country lit up the Tongtian Pillar, and a genius with nine-star qualifications appeared.

That person’s name is Feng Xingying!
Chapter completed!