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The first thousand four hundred and sixty-three chapters fight poison with poison

When she saw the woman she once had a crush on disguised herself as a man, Akako Harukawa felt a little broken inside.

He always felt a little uncomfortable with the goddess turning into a goddess.

But the etiquette of the aristocratic family allowed him to maintain his good education.

Besides, there were too many unspeakable things that happened in the Xinghuang ruins. Facing Li Duohuang with this appearance, he felt a little more at ease.

"Why do you always rely on writing to speak? Do you have a toothache?"

Seeing Li Duohuang writing on a blank piece of paper from time to time, and occasionally interjecting a word, Qingchuan Chizi seemed a little strange.

"Why do you always rely on writing to speak? Your tooth hurts? Guaguagua, do you think it's easier for me to speak now?" Li Duohuang said quietly.

If it wasn't for the benefit, she wouldn't want to show her face like this.

"Just say whether you agree or not?"

The purpose and events of her trip have been clearly stated on the white paper, and the rest depends on whether Qingchuan Ako nods.

"I also want your father, your grandpa agrees." Xu Zhi said to Li Duohuang: "He has no brains. If he goes crazy after tossing the innocent, we can pay less legal liability."

The unpleasant singing voice of Yan Jinbai resounded in the wooden building. Qingchuan Chizi was really listening to the high-definition dense-grained album, nodding his head from time to time.

Xu Zhi felt that Qingchuan Chizi was on the verge of going crazy, and if he added more fire, something might go wrong.

"Guaguagua? Agree?"

After only a moment of perception, Qingchuan Chizi knew that something was wrong with Li Duohuang's body.

Also included was Xu Zhi, a real tuberculosis man. He was skinny, not as round as before, and his body was in a complete mess.

How reliable is it to rely on two patients to save oneself?

Compared with the fees charged by the chiefs of the Gomo Islands, Li Duohuang and Xu Zhi were simply ready to stab him and bleed him.

But what if it succeeds?

Qingchuan Akazi also had to consider this possibility. After being tortured by Chris for more than half a year, his hair had turned a lot of white.

Probably sensing some information from his mind, the other party now wants to drag him to death.

It's not that he's crazy and doesn't want to fight properly, it's that as soon as the fight lasts longer, the woman's soul will start to cause trouble and will directly create a big vulnerability for him.

"Is it really effective to fight poison with poison? Is your secret technique so magical?" Qingchuan Ako asked doubtfully.

Relying on the chiefs of the Gomo Islands to cure his current condition is a matter of face.

However, many methods of the internal energy cultivation system have been tried, and even Qingchuan Shenhuo has been troubled.

Things at the soul level are too mysterious.

The advice he gave was to strengthen your soul, just like strengthening your body. The stronger your body, the easier it is to get rid of major and minor illnesses.

Of course, idealistic metaphysics can also be considered.

For example, come to the chiefs to exorcise evil spirits.

"Is it really effective to fight poison with poison? Is your secret technique so miraculous? Gua Gua Gua, it really works. I was bitten by that little mouse hundreds of times. Now my mind is very clear and my reaction is very quick. It's like a big tree pruning its branches.

If a woman has her hair done, you should believe me. If you don’t believe me, you should believe Xu Zhi.”

Li Duohuang worked hard to make recommendations and took a deep breath of the incense lit by Qingchuan Chizi.

Patients always enjoy good treatment, especially those with family backgrounds.

Qingchuan Akako's training conditions made her jealous.

In addition to the loud music playing, one day of practice in this place was better than her usual days.

She was like Xu Zhi in his early days. She could occasionally eat a big bite of meat, but she couldn't stand up to people like Qingchuan Akako who ate meat every day.

If the other party had such conditions, Li Duohuang felt that he would have reached the master level long ago.

The local tyrants must be defeated.

The conditions for her opening this time were extremely high, because she had determined the mentality of Qingchuan Chizi.

"As long as you are in good condition, we can still discuss each other every day. If we get to know each other well, we can do something big."

What Li Duohuang said was so mysterious that it was hard for Xu Zhi to understand what she had in mind, but she probably didn't drag Qingchuan Chizi to the dragon's lair.

He is from Dongyue, so it is difficult to cause trouble across the national border, but Qingchuan Ako is completely different.

If the dragon's lair is really discovered, the five great masters of the sacred mountain will inevitably be dragged there, and even the land will be scraped away.

Qingchuan Chizi was very moved by Li Duohuang's words.

He had to admit the fact that he couldn't beat Li Duohuang. It would be a good thing if they could compete and learn more about each other. Maybe he could win in the future.

He looked at the high-end speakers in the room, and Yan Jinbai's voice was screaming at the top of his lungs.

Fighting fire with fire is nothing new.

Occasionally, he came across a CD by Yan Jinbai, and after listening to it, he was astonished.

At least Chris couldn't stand Yan Jinbai's singing. As long as she turned on the music, this woman would definitely hide in her mind.

But he could endure it. Compared to the pain of cultivation, enduring Yan Jinbai's singing was not painful.

After playing it countless times, when he got used to listening to this kind of music with a strange sound, he actually found that he liked it a little bit.

If you want to achieve the same level of appreciation as His Majesty Turanto, you won't be able to reach the standard if you don't persist for a month or two.

This is destined to be a musical enjoyment for a few people.

Qingchuan Chizi was thinking about whether Xu Zhi should use his secret skills to fight poison with poison.

If the treatment is not good, there will be no charge. If the treatment is bad, there will be no liability. If the treatment is not good, there will be no liability. If the bleeding is cured, there will be no charge.

This rule of three treatments almost made him want to drive people away. This was what quack doctors used to do in the past.

"Can your poisonous technique really turn into a little mouse and gnaw on my head, killing that woman?"

"Then I can't guarantee it," Xu Zhi said, "What if she can endure it better than you?"

He has used plague magic to kill people, but he has never used plague magic to save anyone.

The original intention of this kind of magic research and development is not to save people, but to torture people to the maximum extent and harm them to the maximum extent.

If Qingchuan Chizi could be rescued, Xu Zhi felt that many necromancers who had dedicated their lives to plague magic would have to hide underground and cry.

This magic doesn't work like this.

"There's no way she can endure it better than me."

Fight poison with poison, the weak will die and the strong will live.

The three of them are all betting that Qingchuan Ako's spirit and soul can be tortured more than Kris.

"There's no way she can endure it better than me. Gua Gua Gua, we have to sign the contract and prepare all the things we need. Once the goods are ready, we can start treatment."

Li Duohuang's business is well done. If Xu Zhi would allow others to owe money, she would be ignoring the rabbit before letting go of the hawk.

"A shady middleman who earns the price difference."

Xu Zhi had never thought about this business. It was a good thing to have Li Duohuang to pull the strings.

Compared to him, Li Duohuang is more familiar with the Qingchuan family's capital, and can cut at a psychological price.

Just like when they went to the Northern Xinjiang Palace to seek treatment and Turan asked Zai Yanxingxia to stab him, there is no reason to explain.

It's annoying to do business with this woman as a rival, but it would be nice if we cooperated.

The only one who is unhappy is Qingchuan Akako.

It made him feel the price of heavy bleeding, which was a lot of pain.

But if the physical problem can be solved, the price can be afforded. As long as Xu Zhi is not poisoned to death, it will be worth it anyway.

He worried about gains and losses for a long time, and finally began to write and send letters back to South Australia.


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