The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

"This is the blood of the fire tree. Drinking it can strengthen the body of ordinary people and greatly increase the power of ascetics, which is not available to ordinary people."

...Why is the blood of the fire tree green! ! !

wrong!Chen Wenyao chased back his runaway train of thought, and asked cautiously, "What are the disadvantages?"

"Young Master is wise." Shui Yunhuan patted flattery flatteringly, his eyes gleaming brightly: "The only drawback is that people who drink this blood will not betray the way of the devil for life. People's names are engraved on Huoshu's body, and those who anger Huoshu will eventually pay the price for their actions."

Hearing this, Chen Wenyao knew that Mr. Yu was still suspicious of him, otherwise he wouldn't let him drink the blood of the fire tree.

Thinking of this, he knew that he was already a roped mule and had to grind.Without pretending to be a gesture, he took the porcelain bowl and drank it as soon as he raised his head.

Seeing this, Shui Yunhuan waved his servants to go down, and heard Chen Wenyao say coldly: "Have you drank too?"

Shui Yunhuan glanced at him, and replied lightly: "Yes."

Chen Wenyao really wants to ask, have you really decided to give up Zhao Haotian?His throat rolled twice, but he still swallowed the words.

"Young Master should pack up as soon as possible, we still have a lot of places to look at." Shui Yunhuan dropped this sentence, making Chen Wenyao blush.

As a cultivator, he actually overslept. If Master knew, he would definitely...

Chen Wenyao's eyes dimmed, and he didn't know if Master had woken up. If he woke up and didn't see himself, I wonder how worried he would be...

Chen Wenyao shook his head, now is not the time to think about these things, the most urgent thing is to get the antidote!

Seeing Shui Yunhuan carefully close the door for himself, Chen Wenyao quickly put on his clothes, walked to the door a few steps, opened the door, and said, "Let's go."

Shui Yunhuan stood in front of the window, nodded upon hearing this, and walked in front silently.

Occasionally he would introduce it, and Chen Wenyao listened carefully. He had already made up his mind, even if he couldn't get the antidote today, he would definitely steal the antidote tomorrow!

After half a day, Shui Yunhuan finally took him to the "pharmacy" that he had been thinking about all along.

The pharmacy is small and unattended. (In the arms of Chen Wenyao!)

The real reason is that the magician in charge of the pharmacy disappeared many years ago, and there is no news of it so far, and other magicians are unwilling to take over it, so the pharmacy has no name, and the dust inside is as thick as the width of a finger!

Opening the dust-covered door, the dust on the beam of the door fell rustlingly, and Shui Yunhuan, who had foresighted and left far away, witnessed the birth of a gray man with his own eyes.

Chen Wenyao watched helplessly as the newly changed white robe turned into a greyish color...

He shook his body, and a pile of dirt fell under his feet.

Chen Wenyao: "..."

How long has anyone been here?

He looked at the ocean of gray in the room, his eyes flickered, but he still stepped in.

For him at the Nascent Soul stage, the dust all over the floor wouldn't make him cough up asthma, it's just... Stolen!But that's okay, just wash it after you come out.Although, by visual inspection...it will take a long time to wash...

Chen Wenyao pulled out a bottle from the ashes, wiped away the dust on it, and could vaguely see "Buqi Pill", "Da Huan Pill", "Longhu Pill"...all thrown in again.

Finally, he found a wooden box in a cabinet, opened it, and found a bottle of transparent liquid and several reddish-brown pills inside.

There is also a thin piece of paper inside, which reads: Die Huo Lai Wan.The only proud work of the old man in this life has been handed down to future generations. In order to prevent accidental ingestion, I specially made the antidote, and I would like to send it to those who are destined.

Chen Wenyao looked at the paper many times, but he couldn't find the symptoms of poisoning. Could it be... he wants to catch someone to try?

However, since the name is called Sihuhuolaiwan, it should be a kind of medicine that would make life worse for those who eat it, but Master doesn't seem to have this symptom.

Chen Wenyao struggled for a while, thinking about taking the things out first, even if it is not the antidote, it is still a treasure, and it is too cheap to give them to Mr. Yu and others here.

Chen Wenyao put the wooden box into the empty space and continued to search hard.

Soon, Shui Yunhuan said loudly from outside: "Young Master, Lord Yu is here."

Chen Wenyao stumbled and almost fell into the vast gray sea.He patted his body and face, but he didn't know that the more he patted, the more dirty he became, and finally walked out helplessly.

Mr. Yu was standing outside the door, and he was not angry when he saw Chen Wenyao's appearance, but he just squeezed a water fairy to clean him up.

Chen Wenyao thought belatedly that it could still be like this...

"How does it feel to drink the blood of the fire tree?" Mr. Yu looked at Chen Wenyao who looked annoyed with some hope, and asked with some expectation.

Seeing this, Chen Wenyao paused, and said, "I do feel a little feverish in my body, I feel that my eyes can see more clearly, and my hearing is more sensitive than before." The fever is real, and the following two sentences are all he said casually. Made it up?

Mr. Yu didn't seem to hear the second half of his sentence, and only asked: "Does your body feel hot for a long time? Is it getting hotter and hotter at night?"

When he said this, Chen Wenyao felt it too, "Yes, it will be hotter at night."