"Hahaha."

Ding Chunqiu looked at Yun Zhonghe, laughing uncontrollably as if he was looking at a fool.

This is definitely the funniest joke he has ever heard in his life.

Even he was helpless in the poison in Yun Zhonghe's body.

If Ding Chunqiu had not been dealing with highly toxic substances all year round and had developed a physique that was invincible to all poisons, he would probably have been three feet tall on his grave now.

Now Yun Zhonghe actually said that the poison in his body would be automatically resolved within an hour.

It's simply ridiculous.

Do you think everyone can be immune to all poisons?

Ignoring Ding Chunqiu's ridicule, Yun Zhonghe's expression did not change from beginning to end, and he smiled faintly: "Is it true or false? When the time comes, you will know what to do."

"I want to see with my own eyes the tragic situation when you died of poisonous death." Ding Chunqiu seemed to have foresawed the death of the crane in the clouds.

Yun Zhonghe didn't plan to continue talking nonsense with Ding Chunqiu, and sat down next to him.

Ding Chunqiu was very confident in the poison in his body, and believed that Yun Zhonghe was just bluffing and staring at the latter, wanting to see what tricks he could do at this last moment?

Under Ding Chunqiu's eyes, Yun Zhonghe slowly closed his eyes, his mind sank into his body, and summoned the system.

At this moment, a progress bar appeared in front of him that only he could see.

The system is cleaning Yun Zhonghe's body. When the cleaning is completed, the toxicity in his body will naturally be resolved.

This is thanks to Ding Chunqiu's previous slap, which activates the system's anti-virus program.

Otherwise, even if Yun Zhonghe does not die, he will be tortured by the severe poison in his body.

After waiting for about one stick of incense, the system's anti-virus progress reached 100%.

Yun Zhonghe slowly opened his eyes and raised his palm, but saw that the black line on his arm that was about to spread to his fingertips disappeared.

A Zi's eyes remained on Yun Zhonghe's body. As soon as the latter had moved, she noticed it.

Following Yun Zhonghe's gaze, she saw that the black line on the latter's hand disappeared, which shows that the poison in her body has indeed been relieved.

"How did you do it?" A Zi asked with surprise.

She felt that there were too many secrets on Yun Zhonghe.

Yun Zhonghe looked at Ding Chunqiu and smiled and said, "I said that I am a physique that is invincible with all poisons, and you don't believe it."

"Impossible, impossible."

Ding Chunqiu really couldn't believe that he had been immersed in poison art for more than ten years, but he was easily dissolved by Yun Zhonghe in just one stick of incense.

"There is nothing impossible. If you haven't seen it before, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It can only be said that your knowledge is too shallow."

Yun Zhonghe's words reminded Ding Chunqiu of being in the inn. He had once been slapped by himself. At that time, he only felt that he had a deep internal skills and did not think much about it.

Unexpectedly, Yun Zhonghe had a physique that was invincible with all poisons.

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu showed a decadent expression on his face.

The poison in his body cannot do anything to Yun Zhonghe, not to mention that he has become a useless person now. For Yun Zhonghe, stepping on him is as simple as stepping on an ant.

As the thought fell, Ding Chunqiu closed his eyes in despair.

His senior brother hated him to the core. If he fell into the hands of the latter, his fate would not be much better than now?

Yun Zhonghe didn't know what Ding Chunqiu was thinking at this moment. He was busy coaxing A Zi, the aunt, and wanted her to get angry as soon as possible.

Having seen this aunt's ruthless tricks, he knew very well that she would never provoke women, especially cruel women.

If one is not handled well, the gentle land will instantly become a Shura field.

"Don't be angry, I promise not to lie to you again. If you want to lie to you again, I will..."

Yun Zhonghe was about to say a few harsh words to coax A Zi, but she waved her hand directly and said impatiently: "Don't think of using sweet words to deceive me. I know that you men all like those weak and ruthless women like me are as afraid of them."

Unexpectedly, A Zi knew quite well about herself.

His mood moved, and Yun Zhonghe didn't show any signs of it, so he pulled A Zi's hand.

A Zi wanted to struggle, but found that Yun Zhonghe's hand was like iron pliers, and she could not break free with her strength.

Anyway, this man has kissed and hugged him, so he just let him go.

Seeing A Zi gradually giving up resistance, Yun Zhonghe felt a little overwhelmed with an indifferent expression on his face.

A sigh inwardly, a woman's heart is more than just a needle under the sea!

If A Zi cried, made a fuss and hanged, then she wasn't really angry. It would be fine if she said some sweet words.

But the worst thing is that now, if you don’t make a fuss, things will be really big.

"I know you are angry with me. I am angry that I deceive you again and again, making you worry for nothing. I promise you here that I will not lie to you again, no matter whether it is a big or a small matter in the future."

Since the routine doesn't work, I will exchange my sincerity for this life.

Although Yun Zhonghe's words were earnest and his expression was not as fake, A Zi would not forgive him easily.

Men usually don’t cherish things that are too easy to succeed.

It was only after being saved by the hero Yun Zhonghe that he became addicted to it that the latter was deceived by his sweet words.

After saying his heartfelt words, Yun Zhonghe kept observing the expression on A Zi's face and found that she had not spoken yet, but her expression quietly became much softer. He knew that what he had just said worked.

I, Yun Zhonghe, will never let A Zi down in this life. If I let you down, Xu Zhimo will not die well and will never be reborn in this life!

The thought came to an end. He struck while the iron was hot and hugged A Zi in her arms. She felt Yun Zhonghe's powerful heartbeat, and then let go of the woman's reserve, closed her eyes and enjoyed this rare moment.

Under the moonlight, two figures snuggle together, and even the shadows are that I have you and you have me.

After a night of rest, Yun Zhonghe continued to take A Zi and Ding Chunqiu the next day to the location of Zhenlong Chess Game.

Because he successively absorbed the skills of Yu Zhenzi and Ding Chunqiu, Yun Zhonghe's skills increased greatly.

When I was rushing, my speed was several times faster than before.

I thought I would not be able to catch up with the Zhenlong chess game, but now it seems that I don’t have to worry.

It used to take three days to travel, but now it only takes one and a half days to reach its destination.

This was because he deliberately slowed down on the premise that he brought A Zi and Ding Chunqiu.

If he had to go all out, he would have been faster.

Even so, when Yun Zhonghe and the other two rushed to the Zhenlong chess game, many martial arts people had gathered here.

And among the crowd, Yun Zhonghe also saw many familiar faces.

Among them is the only one in the world in the book of the Tianlong and the Eight Books.
Chapter completed!