The world is unstable

Chapter 115
Turning his head to see Zeshen's increasingly gloomy expression, Wenzhou suddenly smiled, he laughed so happily, Mosier was immediately scared, and cried out of fear.

"Oh? You mean to say,"

Said, Zeshen crushed the potion bottle in his hand suddenly, and then continued with a gloomy face that could almost drip water:
"Can this bottle of potion that poisoned me half to death save my tree?"

After the potion was broken, it was sprinkled on the stone-pile road under Zeshen's feet, and it actually directly corroded a big pit.

"Good guy, there's strong acid in it. It's the medicine. Those who didn't know thought you wanted to save that tree."

Seeing the terrible effect of this bottle of potion corroding on the ground, Wenzhou couldn't help trembling, nmd is so scary, and Mosier's heart is so vicious.

"No, no, no, no, Master Zeshen, maybe, this potion is only effective on plants, and people will be poisoned if they take it."

Mosier was almost, no, already suffering, he was framed, and crying, Mosier hurriedly stepped back, while waving his hands non-stop, denying this fact all the time.

Although it is true that most plant medicines cannot be drunk by humans and can only be used by plants, but no matter how you think about this kind of directly corrosive liquid, it cannot be used by plants, right?

"Okay, it's all on my head. Do you really think I'm an idiot? Are you guys in the Lord's camp really relying on their numbers and strength to bully me alone?"

The killing intent that gradually became stronger in his eyes erupted directly from Zeshen's body, and a large piece of fireflies above him were startled to other places and flew away.

That's right, Zeshen has a strange temper, and he doesn't have any disciples, and besides that, he doesn't form any cliques with other gods, which makes Zeshen's popularity in the upper world actually not That's great.

And those who have the worst relationship with Zeshen belong to the Lord's camp.

It turned out that Zeshen's avatar once found a treasure somewhere in the lower realm. Somehow, this news reached the ears of the Lord's camp.
In the end, after a fierce struggle, they were outnumbered, and the incident ended with Zeshen unwilling to give up.

Although Zeshen was generously compensated by the Lord's camp, the value of those compensations was nothing compared to that treasure land.

The hatred in the past and Mosil's death behavior undoubtedly aroused the deepest anger in Zeshen's heart. It seems that some lessons must be taught to this group of people who don't know what to do.

Mosier's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he was incoherently frightened by the situation in front of him. Why is this bottle of medicine poisonous?

Seeing Zeshen approaching in front of him, Mosier hurriedly backed up, and accidentally touched a stone on the grass with his heel,
With a bang, Mosier fell to the ground in response.

When Zeshen saw this, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and the sudden waves of water under his feet brought Zeshen to the front of Mosier.
I saw Zeshen lightly raised his left arm wrapped in green robe, and only held it forward in the void, and Mosir seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible force.

The strength of that force was very fierce, and Mosier, who was pinched by the force of the void, immediately turned pale, and the fear in his eyes continued to emerge,
"Do not kill me…"

Mosier pulled out the last bit of strength from his mouth, helplessly and panicked out a bit of begging for mercy from the oppressed throat,
Moreover, just in the next moment, Mosier's lower body, the originally neat robe suddenly showed a large steaming water stain.

"It's okay if the guy pees in fright."

When Wenzhou saw Mosier's ugly appearance, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart. How dare you still have arrogance?Still thinking about doing something bad?

Zeshen cast a disgusted look at Mosier who was frightened like this, and swung his left hand directly. Mosier was slammed to the stone wall far away from the secret room by the force of the void. up.

"Unfortunately, how could the Lord have trash like you among the Lord's men?"

Somewhat disgustingly, he shook his left hand, and the contempt and anger in Zeshen's heart increased even more, as if his left hand had touched Mosil's ugly face just now.

In fact, the previous encounter was only because Zeshen's temper was not smooth enough.

If he gave in a little bit in the previous competition, no matter how many people in the Lord's camp, it would be difficult to grab a true god avatar clearly.

But it is precisely because of this temperament that there is a saying among the gods in the upper realm:

【If you want to provoke Ze God, you'd better bring a few more people along】

Zeshen's fearless temperament is like the protagonist Wayne in a TV series "Wayne" in a certain world,
Really, the soft is afraid of the hard, the hard is afraid of the ruthless, and the ruthless is afraid of death.

That Mosir was slammed onto the stone wall by Zeshen's force, and immediately a big "-794" damage number floated on his head.

Good guy, Mosir's health bar is only four digits, and with the addition of ordinary NPCs with only C-level tasks, the blood volume is estimated to be 2.

Zeshen's throwing him directly caused his blood bar to drop by almost half.

All parts of Mosier's body collapsed due to this terrifying force, and the pain index probably reached MAX directly.

But he didn't care about the injury and severe pain on his body, but tried his best to get up, knelt down to Zeshen in the distance, and hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Lord Zeshen, I really don't know. This bottle of medicine was given to me by a mysterious person. He was the one who ordered me to come here. It's none of my business."

The severe pain made Mosier's mind a little dazed, mixed with the unstoppable blood in his mouth, this sentence was extremely vague.

Before he finished speaking, fearing that Zeshen would not believe his words and think he was trying to quibble, Mosier hurriedly took out the letter that was sent to him anonymously from his bosom and put it in front of him.
Now he just wants to prove his innocence, otherwise he might really lose half of his life here.

The hatred between the gods often does not involve fighting, otherwise the two sides fighting will be expelled from the upper realm by the upper realm, and the only ones who can take them in are the demon gods of the demon camp.

But Zeshen, a fool, doesn't care about this kind of thing. If something really pushes him, it's not that he can't do the murder, it's just that the later things are a little more troublesome.

In fact, Ze God's anger can't reach the point of obliterating Mosier. Although Mosier's poison is indeed harmful, isn't his tree not corroded by the poison yet?
Killing Mosir is a small matter, but it is not so good to be chased and killed endlessly by the gods of the Lord's camp.

Wenzhou was also keenly aware of Zeshen's hesitation, good guy, these popes and divine mansions are all a rotten problem, it's just that they can't come down if they don't give them the steps.

　give me.ticket.ticket.~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)