"Both of Jiao Tu's horns were cut off! So I couldn't get them either," said the centaur.
"You go down first." The commander waved his hand.
The centaurs exited. The commander-in-chief was pacing in the living room, and Dai Yuan could tell from the frequency of his pacing that he was very impatient.
But now she didn't want to think about his impatience. Although this situation was rare, she already understood that it was boring.
After a while, the commander-in-chief came to the bedroom, his face was not good.
"You go." The commander said.
"Why?" Dai Yuan asked. She was very surprised. Could it be that he was playing tricks again?
Are you happy?
"Because I don't have the antidote either." The commander said desperately.
"What do you mean?" Dai Yuan asked eagerly.
"It means that the antidote is gone and your lover is hopeless." The commander's expression was heavy.
Why? Why! I am ready to give up this skin...
Could it be that Daodao's fate is destined...
"No! No!" Dai Yuan suddenly felt a headache. She covered her head and all her clothes fell off...
But she didn't care about it at all... she only thought about daggers, daggers... He was still struggling to hold on.
But why did fate treat him like this? Why did fate treat him like this?
"Tell me, you are joking." Dai Yuan grabbed the commander's arm, her eyes reflecting her last hope.
But the commander-in-chief could not give her hope.
"This is true." The commander shrugged, a little helpless...
After a while, Dai Yuan got a little relief from the excitement just now.
Suddenly I realized that I was naked and holding the commander's arm...
It's so out of control. It's so out of control.
She quickly took a few steps back and put on her clothes... There was nothing to say, no need to get excited, no need to take off her clothes...
"What exactly is the antidote?" Dai Yuan asked.
"There are three antidotes. The first is the blood of the white spider of the beast race, the second is the tip of the horn of the beast race's pepper picture, and the third is the powder extracted from the first rose that blooms every spring." The commander said.
Wan pointed to the small gourd hanging above the bed.
"Yeah." Dai Yuan nodded thoughtfully. She understood.
"As you heard just now, the horns of White Spider and Jiao Tu can no longer be found. There is only this third type, and I'm afraid it won't help..." The commander seemed particularly emotional.