Let my son go, and I will give you a way to live."
After a stalemate for a period of time, Ma Ting gave in first. After all, his son was in his hands. Seeing that the sword in Wu Shan's hand was getting tighter and tighter, and Ma Ming was bleeding more and more, he couldn't hold on anymore.
"I want Xiao Lanhua."
Xu Jia replied firmly.
"impossible."
Ma Ting said.
"Then let your son die with those civilians."
As Xu Jia spoke, he motioned for the Wushan Knife to be tighter. At this time, Ma Ming tried to scream but couldn't make a sound. His pants were already soaked, and urine was flowing down from the corners of his pants. It turned out that he had been scared to pee.
Ma Ting felt helpless when he saw Ma Ming's bearish behavior.
Apart from using Ma Ting's reputation to do random things, he has never done anything serious, let alone practiced martial arts, so he is still a little soldier. He really wants his opponent to kill this useless thing, but he only has one Ma Ting.
My son, I feel a little reluctant to give up.
His expressions were all caught in Xu Jia's eyes. Xu Jia knew that he had made the right bet. Ma Ming was Ma Ting's lifeblood. As long as he grasped it hard, the other party would be at his mercy.
Ma Ding sighed and said to the soldier, "Go get Xiao Lanhua."
Xu Jia took advantage of this moment and said: "If the battle between immortals and demons depends on their ability, the victory or defeat depends on their ability, but you should not collude with outsiders. Do you know what Xiao Lanhua does for healing?"
Ma Ting saw that his son was temporarily free of worries and asked, "Isn't it treating the plague?"
Xu Jia snorted coldly and said: "Huh, plague, that is corpse poison. It is refined from the corpses of soldiers who died on the battlefield. I don't believe you haven't noticed that the buried corpses will be dug out. This kind of corpse poison is refined
The method of making it is very vicious. It must be made from the corpses of people who died on the battlefield. It cannot take more than three days. After boiling, drying and other steps, only one drop can be produced from each corpse."
Hearing this, the faces of the demon soldiers changed color, and even Ma Ting fell into deep thought. They could die on the battlefield, but when they learned that their bodies would be used, and in such a cruel method, they were a little moved.
But then he stopped and said: "You fart, there is no way to do this."
In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he had to defend himself.
"Have you ever said that you know what's going on?"
Xu Jia didn't say anything more because Xiao Lanhua had already brought it.
Ma Ting held Xiao Lanhua in his hand and said, "You can let my son go."
Xu Jia laughed and said, "Do you think I'm stupid, or do you think you're stupid?"
His hand was already stretched out towards Ma Ting.
Ma Ting also knew that if Xu Jia dared to come with the two of them, he was certainly not an ordinary person and would not be fooled so easily, but he still said: "How do I know that you won't let my son go after you get Xiao Lanhua?"
Xu Jia smiled and said: "You have the final say whether you give me the thing or not, and I have the final say whether to let this person go. But I can tell you that this waste is not worth killing. I will borrow it to save my life for the time being."
Seeing that Xu Jia refused to eat, Ma Ting could only throw Xiao Lanhua to Xu Jia.
After getting Xiao Lanhua, Xu Jia slapped his palm behind him, and a figure flew out and was directly smashed into the mountain wall. The destructive power was even greater than that of Ma Ting.
"If this happens again, prepare to collect his body and let's go."
Xu Jia's last three words were addressed to Wu Shan, and the two of them turned around and led Ma Ming outside.
After walking for a while, Xu Jia asked Wu Shan to throw Ma Ming down. Wu Shan asked: "Really let him go?"
Xu Jia smiled and said: "How is that possible? It's just that this waste has uses."
The two left Ma Ming behind, walked around in circles, got rid of the people who were following them, and returned to the underground world.
The immortal medical clan has prepared other medicinal materials and is just waiting for Xu Jia to return.
Without saying much, Xu Jia asked someone to set up several large pots, filled them with water, and added the medicinal materials into the pots according to a certain proportion. Then he released several rays of Samadhi True Fire under the pots and said to the leader of the Immortal Medical Clan: "Let's
They put them into the pot."
The patriarch directly ordered his men to start, his eyes never leaving those flames.
Watching the water in the pot keep bubbling like boiling water, Wu Shan thought to himself what was being done? Such hot water was not meant to cook people.
But the Immortal Doctors didn't seem surprised at all, because they also had similar methods of rescuing people. The water seemed to be boiling, but in fact the water temperature was not very high.
These patients were put into the pot to remove their clothes. When the clothes were removed, the thick sores all over their bodies made people sick. Fortunately, the fairy doctors were all rescuers, so it didn't matter.
But Wu Shan, a rough man, couldn't bear it anymore and found Fang and vomited.
The patient is put into the cauldron. He will scream at first, but he will stop screaming after a few minutes, and he will feel very comfortable. The thick sores on his body will heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. This healing speed,
The immortal doctors from the Immortal Medical Tribe all sighed in admiration. Hua Xing thought that he wanted to stop Xu Jia in the first place, and looked at Xu Jia with some embarrassment.
Xu Jia saw Hua Xing's thoughts and said, "It doesn't have to be like this. You also have good intentions and are afraid that I will be infected."
One sentence solved Hua Xing's knot and bowed to Xu Jia.
During the busy period, each of the people who had been cooked showed no sores on their bodies. After coming out of the pot, they knelt down and thanked Xu Jia, and then ran away in a hurry.
It turns out that during the illness, the body was infiltrated by thick sores, even if it was not covered up, it would be nothing. But after coming out of the pot, the body was completely regenerated. Some old people were fine, but younger girls couldn't bear this kind of candid meeting.
Seeing this scene, Xu Jia waved his hand, and a fog barrier rose to isolate several pots. The people who were cured in front also retrieved their clothes from home, thus avoiding this embarrassing scene.
At this time, the demon world on earth was in chaos. The cause was the process of refining corpse poison. The communicator was Ma Ming. Xu Jia let a ray of divine consciousness enter Ma Ming's body, spreading the word everywhere that the demons colluded with the outside world to refine corpse poison, and those soldiers who died on the battlefield
, and no one can get a burial,
This message spread much faster than the zombie poison. It quickly spread throughout the entire demon army, and the content at the end was even more terrifying.
"Have you heard that in order to refine corpse poison, some injured people are treated as dead?"
"It's not like that. I heard that if the entire team is pulled out, it cannot come back. A few days ago, a hundred-man team disappeared without a trace and disappeared without a trace."
...
The first person to find the Demon Lord was Xiao Lie. The Xiao family has been fighting for the Demon Realm for generations. They can endure death in battle, be wrapped in horse leather, and be burned to death, but they can never endure treating a corpse like this.
Seeing that the Xiao family was the first to step forward, the demon soldiers seemed to have found the backbone and went out en masse, demanding to find the person who refined the corpse poison and find this extraterrestrial force to eliminate them from the Three Realms.
Of course, Xu Jia didn't know about these events. He only knew that Ma Ming would definitely not end well, and the ending was not what he expected. Ma Ming was brought to the Demon Lord by Ma Ting. In front of the Demon Lord, Ma Ting slapped him to death with his own hands.
His son.
After killing his son with his own hands, Ma Ting felt extremely resentful. He blamed all the resentment on Xu Jia and vowed that one day he would kill Xu Jia with his own hands. He would make Xu Jia suffer for ten days and ten nights before he died.