Meng Pingfan is not an ordinary eunuch.

He is a land fairy above the ninth rank. Even though he abandons his identity as a father-in-law, he is also a great master in the world.

Zhao Er even wanted to be even more polite to him.

But Meng Pingfan is unwilling to be an idle cloud and wild crane.

He always felt that it was more meaningful to live.

Although there is no more life in his lower body, Meng Pingfan believes that he will be more manly than many men.

So he has been making secret arrangements for his reputation and his life.

Few people can believe that a eunuch has such ambitions.

However, Meng Pingfan thought he was normal.

A man has no hope for a woman anymore, so his ambitions are a little more enlarged. Isn’t that right?

"Dog God, you know the consequences of this matter. Even if there is a mistake in one link, we will be all done."

The Poison God waved his hand confidently: "My subordinates never make mistakes."

Meng Pingfan believed in the profession of the Poison God.

People in the world only know that the medical skills of medical immortals are unique in the world, but few people know that there was a junior brother who studied art with medical immortals back then.

However, the Medical Immortal is a major in saving people, while the Junior Brother is a major in killing people.

Of course, medical skills and poison skills are not separated. Medical Immortal is also a master of poison. The medical skills of the poison god are not afraid of anyone else except medical immortals.

The biggest difference between the two is their attitude towards medical skills.

The Immortal of Medicine used his learning to cure diseases and save people, while the Poison God was completely at the forefront of his aspirations, and he was more interested in those wonderful ideas.

For example——blood changes, head changes, heart changes...

If you change the world, the Poison God is likely to become an extremely outstanding surgical miracle doctor, with countless crowds all over the world.

But in this world, the Poison God is of course a rebellious.

The Immortal of Medicine can't tolerate him first.

After his master noticed his "wolf ambition", he also directly destroyed his hands and drove him out of the master's sect.

Later, he met Old Lady Tang and joined the Tang Sect.

Old Mrs. Tang helped him heal his hands and opened the Tang family's poison scriptures to him. From then on, the poisonous god's attainment went further.

But from then on, they completely reached two extremes with the Medical Immortal.

He hated Zhao Er extremely because Zhao Er destroyed the Tang Sect, a family that once had recreated his grace.

What's strange is that the Tang Sect was destroyed, but he was not dead.

Meng Pingfan protected him and provided him with all the professional conditions he needed to allow him to conduct various experiments he wanted.

Then, when he began to accept this kind of life, Meng Pingfan gave him a surprise:

He asked the God of Poison to change his face to someone.

What Meng Pingfan sees now is the finished product of the Poison God.

Meng Pingfan was very satisfied with this finished product.

However, when the test subject opened his eyes, Meng Pingfan frowned.

“It’s so fake.”

The Poison God could not tolerate this kind of questioning about his own profession: "Where is it fake? Even if the emperor looks at it himself, he will think he is looking in the mirror."

"I am not talking about appearance, but eyes and temperament. This dodging look and despicable temperament are not like the prince even if I wear a dragon robe."

There is nothing the poisonous god can do about this.

"I can change a person's face, but I can't change a person's temperament. This person is originally a death row prisoner, and it's also a whimsical idea to expect him to play the role of the emperor."

"It's indeed whimsical." Meng Pingfan nodded.

He naturally knew that if this matter really needs to be operated, it would be very difficult.

However, if it is less difficult, he will not risk protecting the poison god.

"Dog God, I chose to protect you because I value your professional ability. Now, I want you to change your face on me."

The poisonous god was startled.

"You want to turn yourself into an old emperor?"

Meng Pingfan waved his hand, and the poor test subject no longer breathed.

The value of his existence is just to prove to Meng Pingfan that this thing can be done and will not be in danger of life.

Since this has been proved, he can die.

Meng Pingfan looked at the poison god and chuckled, "Are you scared?"

"Of course I'm not afraid, but I can't figure it out. I think it's normal for the emperor to die, why do you want him to die too?"

"I don't want His Majesty to die, but he is almost dead now, and I don't want to be buried with him."

Meng Pingfan has been with Zhao Er to protect him, but now Zhao Er is still alive.

He naturally cannot refuse to blame.

Even though he is actually seriously injured now.

He was not Feng Qianshan's opponent at first. Facing Feng Qianshan after another breakthrough, Meng Pingfan really had to fight with his life.

However, when Meng Pingfan realized that he could not stay Feng Qianshan even if he tried his best, he stopped fighting.

What's so bad is that this was discovered by an ancestor of the Zhao family who rushed over at that time.

Thinking of this, Meng Pingfan felt a faint haze in his heart.

Actually, he is telling the truth.

But the poison god doesn't believe it.

"I am a remnant of the Tang Sect, and I can't hide this from you. The Tang Sect was destroyed by the Emperor's elder. So you have betrayed the Emperor's elder very long ago."

"No, this is not called betrayal. The remnants of the Tang Sect cannot have a subversive impact on Your Majesty's country. I just see that you are a talent and a talent that is useful to me, so I choose to protect you."

"Even if I will be unfavorable to Zhao Er?"

"Although Your Majesty knows my monarch and ministers, he is the monarch after all, and I am the monarch. If the monarch wants his subject to die, the minister has to die. But I don't want to die, so I just made some preparations just in case. I didn't expect that it would come in handy."

In fact, if I really didn't expect it, I wouldn't have done it.

It's just like what the King of Yan did to Feng Qianshan.

In the final analysis, I thought of it.

From the beginning, my thoughts are not simple.

Some people are born ambitious, but Meng Pingfan is a eunuch, so they feel a little strange.

"I can turn you into an old emperor, so who will play you again?"

Meng Pingfan's eyes fell on the poisonous god.

The expression of the poisonous god gradually changed.

"Are you kidding?"

"This kind of top-secret news cannot be known to the third person."

"You just trust me?"

"You don't want to die. As the hope of Mrs. Tang, you must live and inherit the Tang sect. Therefore, you will not and dare not betray me."

The body of the poisonous god trembled.

People in the world think that Old Lady Tang has no inheritance.

A few people believe that the successor of Mrs. Tang is Xiao Zhou Hou.

But only Meng Pingfan knew that the Poison God was the true successor of Mrs. Tang.

"You have reasons to live, so you will work hard to survive, and I have it."

"What's your reason?"

"Unify the world." Meng Pingfan said seriously.

Poison God: "..."

A eunuch has such ambitions.
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