Ma Jian said, Su Xingchen still had no reaction, a middle-aged man standing beside Su Xingchen became anxious first.

"It's just arrogant, the Tiger Soul Knife is a sacred object of our sect, how can it be given to you casually?"

"Smelly boy, I warn you not to be too arrogant, quickly take out the antidote, or we won't let you go."

When they heard about the sacred objects of the sect, many people became anxious.

Su Xingchen is also very worried, but what he is more worried about now is his own safety.

"No problem, I can give it to you."

Gritting his teeth and agreeing, Su Xingchen stood up unsteadily.

The man in the middle showed dissatisfaction: "Young master, it is our sacred object, if it is given to him like this, what will be the face of our sect?"

Su Xingchen was furious: "If I don't give it to him, I will die. Is the holy thing important or me?"

"What's the face of the sect without the sacred object? Does the sect have face if I die?"

After being reprimanded by Su Xingchen, the meaningful voices around him also gradually died down.

Su Xingchen turned his head to look at Ma Jian, with hatred in his eyes, but he had to say something against his heart.

"I can give you the Tiger Soul Knife, and besides that, all the spiritual herbs on my body."

"Just take it as an apology for what we did before, and please don't care about it."

With a flash of light in front of his eyes, Su Xingchen had already taken out all the spiritual herbs in his storage ring.

As the young master Su Xingchen, the good things he has accumulated over the years are innumerable, taking out all the spiritual herbs in an instant, his heart hurts very much.

But when thinking about his own life, health and safety, these spiritual herbs are nothing.

After fighting with Ma Jian, he has already seen clearly that Ma Jian is a shameless person.

Sure enough, Ma Jian had an embarrassed look on his face in the next second.

"I just want the Tiger Soul Knife. What are you doing with so many spirit herbs? It's simply too polite."

"And you took out so much at once, I'm too embarrassed to accept it, so hurry up and take it back."

Although he was saying this, Ma Jian's hands had already started to scratch in the grass pile.

Su Xingchen had reason to suspect that if he really dared to take back these spirit herbs, Ma Jian would take out the Xiaoyao Sword to beat people in the next second.

Really shameless.

He yelled in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face.

"I have collected these spirit herbs from traveling all over the world for so many years. If you want to refine an antidote for me, you must also choose from these spirit herbs."

"The rest will be regarded as given to you, don't be polite."

Ma Jian rolled his eyes and suddenly understood.

Su Xingchen probably didn't dare to eat the messy pills, so he could feel relieved when he took out the spirit herbs.

But this trick is not easy to use in front of him.

Ma Jian put his hands behind his back and put on a cold look.

"Since you said so, I will reluctantly accept it."

"Actually, refining the antidote is not too difficult, and everything you need is here."

While talking, Ma Jian randomly picked out a few medicinal herbs from the pile of spiritual grass, as if he was trying to figure out the formula for the antidote.

But no one noticed that Ma Jian put them into the system's backpack after picking up the herbs.

But his other hand grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground.

"As long as there are herbs, it can be refined at any time."

While talking, Ma Jian's spiritual energy was circulating, and he took the opportunity to put the last two herbs into the system backpack, and then pressed the handful of soil in his hand into the shape of a pill.

The soil on the ground was originally unremarkable, but after being infused with spiritual energy, it seemed to have been smelted and washed, becoming crystal clear.

Ma Jian himself didn't think of it, he was stunned for a moment, but soon put on an inscrutable look.

"Ahem, this is the antidote."

After handing this special pill to Su Xingchen, Ma Jian shook his head.

"You need to chew this elixir slowly, feel the medicinal properties inside, and then you can get rid of the poison on your body."

Su Xingchen's eyes lit up, and after getting the elixir, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

When I first put it in, I didn't have any special feeling, but after chewing it twice, I suddenly had a strong earthy taste.

Astringent, wet and bitter, this taste is really not something normal people can eat, Su Xingchen's face should be as ugly as it is.

Ma Jian is serious.

"If you want to get rid of the medicinal properties, you must absorb it slowly."

"As the so-called good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, if you don't take the antidote, you will die within 3 minutes."

For the sake of his own life, Su Xingchen suppressed the nausea and the danger of choking to death, and swallowed this pill.

Then quickly sit down luck.

He himself was not poisoned, so his luck was unimpeded at this time.

Seeing him like this, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the young master is all right now, that's great."

"Arrogant boy, how dare you poison our young master, and even want the sacred objects of our sect, today we will definitely let you see how powerful we are."

Before Su Xingchen stood up, someone beside him couldn't bear it anymore.

Ma Jian glanced at them with a troubled look on his face.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you just now that this antidote can only guarantee that he will not die within two days, and he will definitely die after two days."

Everyone who had just uttered wild words shut their mouths.

Su Xingchen even opened his eyes abruptly, looking over in disbelief.

Ma Jian sneered in his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

"When I first refined the poison, I just practiced it for fun. I didn't expect it to have such a powerful effect, so I didn't keep up with it when I made the antidote."

"The antidote I'm practicing now can only be kept safe for two days. If you don't want to die from the poison, you must continue to take the antidote."

"At least according to my current level, there is no way to completely remove the toxicity."

"It's all my fault. Why do you want to study such a powerful poison? As a result, I can't detoxify myself now."

What Ma Jian said was downcast, with a bit of remorse, as if it was true.

Su Xingchen was so frightened that he slumped on the ground, and he had no time to think about whether these words were true or not.

There were others who were furious and wanted to do something, but Ma Jian just glanced at them.

"This is my unique poison, and the antidote is naturally only me that can refine it."

"If I accidentally die in an accident, then your young master will be buried with me."

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