"No, no, no!" Chen Yan shook his head quickly. He didn't want to eat it. "Ahem, I just eat it often. Now eating this has no effect. Brother, it's just a snake. What's there to be afraid of? Look, black
Brother Noodles is almost finished."
While eating, the black-faced god said: "Young Marshal, don't tell me, this snake is really powerful. My whole body is hot now and I feel full of strength."
Yuan Mu finally stopped being pretentious and bit the bullet.
A white snake ate for a full hour.
By the end of Yuan Mu's meal, he was sweating all over, and white air was emitting from the Baihui point on the top of his head.
Chen Yan immediately stepped forward and took out the silver needle: "Brother, let me help you."
"Shuashuashua——"
A total of thirty silver needles pierced Yuan Mu's arms and shoulders.
Finally, he pressed his palm on the back of Yuan Mu's heart, and a stream of evil king's internal canon energy entered.
The true energy in Yuan Mu's body was rolling, and the meridians on his arms were bulging and pulsating up and down.
Until a certain moment.
"Chi chi chi..."
Thirty-six silver needles were all forced out by Yuan Mu's own Qi.
He roared and punched towards the lotus pond.
A strong inner energy rushed into the pond.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the entire lotus pond exploded, and water columns shot into the sky.
Several fish flew into the air.
"Congratulations, young marshal, on your recovery of magical powers!"
Suddenly, all of Yuan Mu's soldiers were half-kneeling on the ground, with tears in their eyes.
Yuan Mu was also very excited, but he tried his best to suppress it and said: "Brothers, please get up! It has been three hundred and seventy-eight days since Yuan was injured until today. In more than a year, he has allowed his brothers to
You have been wronged by me."
"Young Marshal, we are not aggrieved, so you are suffering!"
Yuan Mu said: "Don't worry, it won't take long before I will get back what belongs to me, as well as the glory that originally belonged to you."
After a pause, he hugged Chen Yan and said: "Second brother, I won't say thank you. From now on, we brothers will be of the same mind. Now, let's go drink!"
"Uh, well, brother, I don't know how to drink."
"How can a man not know how to drink? Big brother will teach you!"
During this meal, we drank until it was dark.
At this time, the black-faced god shook his head and said: "It's strange that today's wine has so much stamina? I... can't get drunk even if I drink a thousand cups, and I'm going to die soon..."
Chen Yan looked up and saw that all of Yuan Mu's men were lying down.
There was no movement.
Only he and Yuan Mu didn't react much.
He felt something was wrong.
When I looked at the black-faced god, the hall was completely dark, but the center of his eyebrows turned a little red.
This is a sign of an imminent bloody disaster!
Chen Yan quickly looked at Yuan Mu and whispered: "Brother, there's something wrong with this wine."
Yuan Mu only said two words: "Pretend to sleep."
Then, he lay down on the table.
Chen Yan also quickly lay down, thinking in his heart: Has the elder brother noticed it a long time ago?
soon.
There were footsteps.
Then someone sneered and said: "Humph, what is the God of War in the Northwest? I think it's just a wine bag and rice bag. The old woman just used a little bit of Beisu powder, and it's already turned into mud! Song Jiu, tell me, which witch is responsible for killing my nephew?"
The old boy? The old lady pulled out his intestines."