Because Meng Li took out the powder from his body and sprinkled it on them, the powder was sucked into their nasal cavity with a pungent smell.

Smelling this medicine powder will only make you dizzy and weak. Meng Li didn't want to kill them, but wanted to keep them as cannon fodder.

Always resist it.

Even the woman was caught. Meng Li touched the woman's gun in a few rounds.

The woman's body became soft and she stared at Meng Li:

"What are you doing?"

Meng Li took the medicine earlier, and it didn't matter if he inhaled it, she said:

"If you say more, the weaker your body will be."

The woman quickly shut her mouth.

Staring at Meng Li resentfully.

Meng Li looked at a group of people softly on the ground, stared at her with his eyes, and asked with his head tilted:

"Do you really think I'm that weak?"

Hei Zhuang and glasses were very shocked, and at the same time he felt like he was finished.

They looked at Meng Li with a slight pleading, as if begging Meng Li to let them go.

The fat man said he was shocked by the series of operations of Jiangcha.

Jiang also said that she was in a complicated mood and thought that a fight would be extremely dangerous, but she didn't expect it to be solved so easily.

When will ginger tea become poisonous?

Meng Li threw a bottle of medicine to the fat man. The fat man opened it, Meng Li said:

“Eat.”

The three of them took the fat man obediently, and the powder in the air slowly sank to the ground. The fat man said:

"Tie us to tie them up."

"How long will this medicine last?"

Meng Li glanced at the fat man, and the fat man dared not speak for no reason.

He didn't move either. More than a dozen people were lying on the ground, without the strength, so he could only stare at Meng Li and the others.

Meng Li saw the sword standing in front of him, curled the corners of his lips and stretched out his hand to pull out the sword.

This made everyone present unable to help but feel nervous, fearing that Meng Li would touch the mechanism, and the people lying on the ground were even more worried because they were like lambs to be slaughtered now.

Meng Li held the sword and looked at it. Just as Meng Li was hesitating whether to continue the next step, the coffin moved.

After making a sound, Meng Li hurriedly retreated to the door. The sound of the coffin became louder and louder, and finally the lid of the coffin was pushed open.

A radiant white light shone out from the inside, and then a man sat up from the inside, and the radiant white light was exposed from the man's mouth.

The men's clothes are still intact and gorgeous, but they are engraved with various patterns, which makes people feel a little inconsistent.

The woman lying on the ground didn't know what she had eaten for herself, but in short, she had the strength to support her body and retreat.

She said in horror:

"You can still move, you can move!"

He said again:

"Kowloon Ball, there are indeed Kowloon Balls."

Just as the woman finished speaking, the man crawled out of the coffin opened his eyes, his eyes were strangely red.

His skin was covered with dry patterns and was without moisture, just like a simple dry skin wrapped around his bones.

His dry hand reached into his mouth, took the Kowloon Ball in his hand and looked at it. The Kowloon Ball was smooth and translucent, looking very beautiful, and then stuffed it in again and swallowed it with great effort.

Then his skin actually changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming elastic, and more like a living person.

However, this change only made him look like a man in his sixties.

Still old, with wrinkles on her face, but there is a sense of majesty between her eyebrows and eyes.

The person brought by the woman was so scared that she almost turned her back.

Not only the people on the woman's side were so scared, but even the fat man and An Ming were so scared that they forgot to breathe, and they fought against each other.

I have never encountered such a strange thing in my life.

Meng Li is the most calm one, of course he can only be compared with the people here.

In fact, she was also shocked because the things she had imagined and overturned became true.

Her lips moved, and she wanted to shout, but she didn't know if it should be.

Dongfang Haoye!

Even if she gets older, she can recognize it.

Dongfang Haoye stood up, and he walked towards Meng Li, his nose moved, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he said in an ancient voice:

"You are the destined person of this king."

"Hahaha, I've finally waited for you."

Jiang mustered up the courage to pull Meng Li over and wanted to protect Meng Li, because the plane had changed for a thousand or two years, and the pronunciation of the language had changed, and no one present could understand what Dongfang Haoye was saying.

But they were shocked when they saw a person crawling out of the coffin and speaking with a speech, and the logic seemed to be very clear.

Two people fainted directly.

Meng Li said to Jiang:

"You don't have to worry about me, you'd better worry about yourself."

Ginger:...

Dongfang Haoye heard Meng Li's words, but he couldn't understand them very much. He looked at Meng Li with some confusion, not to mention how weird those eyes were.

It has been too long since time passed, and the pronunciation at that time could not be said smoothly for a while. She said to Dongfang Haoye with a bumpy and bumpy pronunciation:

"You shouldn't choose this."

Dongfang Haoye should have been very old before he died. He probably had such a game before he was about to die.

This can also explain why the things on the Tibetan map are so modern. Didn’t Guan Ziyuan go through the past modern times?

Dongfang Haoye spent about his whole life to squeeze out all the information in Guan Ziyuan's mind.

"Um?"

"Do you understand what I am talking about?" Dongfang Haoye asked.

Meng Li nodded, Dongfang Haoye looked at Meng Li’s clothes and said:

"I have arrived a thousand years later."

"A person with destiny!"

Meng Li didn't say anything, Dongfang Haoye said:

"Come here, I need your blood."

Meng Li sneered:

"Do you still need my soul?"

Dongfang Haoye nodded.

Seeing Meng Li and Dongfang Haoye’s accessible communication, Fatty and others thought it was too fantastic.

I don't understand what they say at all.

Jiang silently stood beside Meng Li, and the fat man and An Ming were also standing aside. Of course, they also looked at Dongfang Haoye secretly.

Dongfang Haoye asked again:

"Don't you?"

"It's your honor."

Meng Li:...

Dongfang Haoye stretched out his hand, and a yin aura condensed in his hand. It seemed that he was going to attack Meng Li. Meng Li suddenly said:

"etc."

Dongfang Haoye frowned, but in short, the person in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling.

It’s like someone you know, and then I think about how I would know someone thousands of years later.

No, he knows him too. His princess is a thousand years later. Without his princess, he would not have worked hard for a lifetime and wanted to come thousand years later.

"Why are you the one who is destined to be?" Meng Li was very curious about this.

Dongfang Haoye closed his mouth for about a thousand years, and his mouth was lonely. He glanced at the people around him and said to Meng Li:

"Because only your blood and soul can make me powerful."

"Don't resist, I will give your family a thousand gold, and from then on, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory."
Chapter completed!