Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 202 It Doesn't Matter Anymore

Li Daoyuan's face was paper-colored, and he sat cross-legged, with steam constantly rising from the top of the sky.

This scene is not much better than the fifty cents special effects.

However, Li Daoyuan worked hard for a long time, his face became whiter and paler, and he vomited blood three times in succession, looking very scary.

"What kind of poison is this?"

Li Daoyuan was terrified in his heart, as a rare master in the world, he had never seen this kind of poison, and he had no way of detoxifying it.

Moreover, Li Daoyuan didn't know when he was poisoned, he was confused anyway.

It's been like this all day long, my head is in a mess, and I don't have any reaction time at all. This is really frustrating.

In such a large Qingyang temple, Li Daoyuan didn't even have a man to call him.

Otherwise, he might have something to do.

The poison in the body was very strong, even if Li Daoyuan suppressed it with all his strength, it still spread slowly everywhere, domineering like silk, Li Daoyuan really took a breath.

"Thinking that my grand master of the generation would end in such an aggrieved way?"

Li Daoyuan felt sad because he had been in the martial arts world for so many years, and he died directly when the boat capsized in the gutter.

"Could it be that I'm really old?"

Thoughts were flying, distracted, and then spit out a mouthful of old blood again.

He quickly took out a porcelain bottle from the wide sleeve of his Taoist robe, how could such a vicious person as Li Yizhen not have any regular things at home?
Li Daoyuan was hesitant to pour a pill out of the porcelain bottle, but finally put it in his mouth.

He has never been exposed to poison before, and he is not sure whether the detoxification pill he refined can be effective.

After the elixir entered the throat, with the help of internal force to catalyze it, his face became much rosier after a while.

Li Daoyuan chuckled, thinking that his life should not be terminated.

He wanted to sit up from the ground, but just as he exerted his strength, he sat back up with a plop.

Although the detoxification pill has suppressed the spread of the toxin, it has not completely eradicated it. Li Daoyuan really didn't understand what kind of poison it is.

"Li Daochang, still dying."

Just when Li Daoyuan was thinking about what to do, a slightly sneering voice came.

Li Daoyuan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Fan Chengfeng sitting on the wall with a half-smile.

"Boy, it turned out to be you."

Fan Chengfeng deserves a beating like this. In the past, Li Daoyuan must have violently hurt someone, but now, he can't move at all.

"That's right, as expected of an old Jianghu, it's clear at all."

"However, it was fine when I came back."

Fan Chengfeng pointed to Fuchen, "You should also be a master at using poison, so I don't need to say the rest."

The dust whisk was stained with a colorless and odorless poison, but the poison would not explode on the spot, it needed an inducement.

Only then did the Mu family come to worship.

Added some condiments to Mu Nanan's long sword, which tasted like green leaves. In the case of a big battle, why would Li Daoyuan worry about those?
Moreover, it appeared alone again, a poison that had never been seen before, how could Li Daoyuan think of it for a while?
Li Daoyuan was wronged, Fan Chengfeng had this plan a long time ago.It's just that at that time Fan Chengfeng was still a little delusional, thinking that Li Daoyuan could be acquainted, so at least there was no need to make trouble to this point.

It's just that Fan Chengfeng never expected that Li Daoyuan would be so greedy for the Green Sac Sutra he took out at the end, to the point of madness.

"Hey, a grand master of martial arts."

Fan Chengfeng sighed, as if regretting.

Li Daoyuan looked at Fan Chengfeng angrily, "Boy, the old man doesn't need you to take pity on him."

This kid Fan Chengfeng is very evil, and all kinds of weird methods emerge one after another. Li Daoyuan knows that he may not be Fan Chengfeng's opponent with his combat effectiveness greatly reduced, and he is doomed today.

"Tell the truth,"

Fan Chengfeng regretted again, "I'm worried about keeping you."

Li Daoyuan is a typical lord who must take revenge. After suffering such a big loss, how could he not think of a way to get revenge?

Fan Chengfeng is not a person without weaknesses, there are a lot of people in the Fire Eyes shop, if something happens to any one of them, it will be a disaster for Fan Chengfeng.

Therefore, he did not dare to take any chances.

"Ha ha,"

Li Daoyuan just sneered.

"You, what is the origin?"

When it comes to last words or something, Li Daoyuan probably only has this one sentence. This question has been in his mind for a long time. If he didn't figure it out, he probably wouldn't rest in peace even if he died.

Fan Chengfeng smiled slightly, "Is it interesting to ask this? The origin is really not important."

say what?
Many people call me Shangxian?

Or in other words, I am the hot blue man chosen by the heavens?
"Well, it really doesn't matter anymore."

Li Daoyuan laughed miserably, but then said with a hearty smile: "Yes, it doesn't matter anymore."

Fan Chengfeng frowned, pretending to be open-minded is really meaningless at this time.

However, at the next moment, Li Daoyuan moved.

With a flick of the whisk, the three thousand silver threads fell down one by one like the Milky Way above the nine heavens, and hit Fan Chengfeng's chest directly.

Then, he slammed his left hand on the floor, and his whole body shot toward Fan Chengfeng.

The last dying struggle.

Fan Chengfeng was shocked suddenly, with a thought, the blade was in his hand, and he swung it quickly, all the silver wires close to him were opened.

As for cutting it off, Fan Chengfeng can only hehe.

The material used for this whisk is much higher grade than Fan Chengfeng's short knife.

"Li Daoyuan, are you still obsessed with it?"

Without internal force suppression, the toxins in Li Daoyuan's body surged again, but he didn't care about it at all, and he was really going to die together.

"Boy, let's go together, I hope I have a companion on the way to Huangquan."

Li Daoyuan's face was ferocious, but he was smiling.

Fan Chengfeng flickered and backed away to the side.

"If you want to be crazy, then go crazy yourself."

Jump on top of the wall.

"Stop,"

Li Daoyuan wanted to chase again, but Fan Chengfeng threw an exploding fruit towards the ground, instantly opened the distance between the two, and got into the woods in two or three strokes.

"You are a coward, but I still regard you as my opponent due to my old ways."

Li Daoyuan spat, turned around and went back to the Taoist temple.

His time is running out, but there is still much to do.

Daotong's body in the yard, and the unfinished task.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, "I've come to this world for nothing in my life."

In the blood, Li Daoyuan turned over Daotong's body, wrote a string of strange mosquitoes underneath, and then covered it up.

Sitting on the ground slumped, looking at the sky, the clouds are very beautiful, and each figure flashes in the sight.

In this life, finally freed.

So long, so tiring.

(End of this chapter)