C16 Good Harvest

Sun Youcai was sent flying by Zhang Ye. Unexpectedly, he had climbed back into the house and started to attack "Brother Liang" from head to toe.

It was a pity that Brother Liang, a dignified ancient martial artist, couldn't move after being hit by the golden Zhen Qi. However, he was humiliated like this by Sun Youcai.

Anxious and angry, Brother Liang once again spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood.

When Zhang Qiang saw this, he instantly came up with an idea. He turned around and snickered at Poisonous Grass King, saying maliciously: "Poison Grass King, do you want to get fried chrysanthemums, or do you want to hand over the antidote?"

"You … "How dare you!" Seeing Brother Liang's miserable appearance of not wearing any clothes, Poisonous Grass King immediately tensed up and shivered.

"Do you think I dare?" Zhang Jing sneered as he walked into the house and dragged out the red-eyed Sun Youcai.

At this time, Sun Youcai was still reluctantly waving his arm at Brother Liang. "I want to …" "I want to …"

Hearing the crazed roar, Poison Grass shouted in fear: "I'll give it! I'll give it! I'll give you the antidote! Quick, f * cking take him away! "

"Bring the antidote over first!" Zhang Ye smiled. Sun Youcai had done a great deed this time. It seemed like he would have to get more bonuses.

With Sun Youcai by his side, the Venomous Grass King did not dare to hesitate. He quickly took out a small bottle and threw it over. "Take one pill and it will detoxify the poison."

"I hope you don't play any tricks. Otherwise, be careful of your ass!" Zhang Qing warned and gave the antidote to Qiao Ke.

She didn't expect that the antidote would be so effective. In just a few seconds, her symptoms gradually disappeared. Two minutes later, she was back to normal.

"But, human, how do you feel right now?" Zhang Jing asked with a bit of worry.

Qiao Ke lowered his head as his face flushed. He tidied up his messy clothes and whispered, "I feel fine now."

Zhang Qing nodded his head and poured out another antidote and gave it to Sun Youcai to take.

Sun Youcai inhaled a lot of medicinal powder and his symptoms were quite severe. However, as soon as the antidote entered his mouth, he immediately quieted down. The redness in his eyes gradually dissipated and even his breathing became calmer.

"But first, turn your back on me." "Take off your clothes," he said to the King of Poison.

"Kid, you can kill but not humiliate! Don't f * cking force me! " Poison grass king had roamed the martial arts world for many years, but he had never suffered such humiliation before, so he started to curse loudly.

At this moment, he also started talking.

Zhang Qing's metal-attribute zhen qi was very tyrannical and had a devastating effect on the human body's meridians and blood.

As long as they were injected into their bodies, the golden Zhen Qi would rampage inside them, destroying the circulation of their qi and blood. If they couldn't use their true qi, then the ancient warriors wouldn't be able to pose any threat.

Poisonous Grass King and Brother Liang could be considered ancient martial artists who had been famous for a long time, but now they had failed at something.

Of course, this was all because they had underestimated Zhang Jing.

"Don't f * cking force me either! If you piss laozi off, I'll blow your ass! " Zhang Qiang cursed loudly.

But after saying that, he regretted it immediately. He forgot that he still had a great beauty by his side.

As for Joe, he felt his face burn as he listened to it. It was so red that it reached his neck. His skin was tender and tender, making others want to take a bite out of him.

"Fine, fine, I admit defeat!" Poison Grass rolled his eyes a few times. In the end, he didn't dare to provoke Zhang Jing anymore. If his ass was blown up by a cow, he wouldn't have the face to live anymore.

Watching the Poison Grass King take off his clothes one by one, Zhang Qiang asked the man to find a pair of plastic gloves. Then he put them on and started rummaging through the clothes.

Seeing Zhang Qing put on the gloves, a trace of undetectable disappointment appeared in the Poison King's eyes.

Very quickly, a few bottles and jars were found, and there were even some poisonous needles and throwing knives.

Seeing the blue glow on its surface, Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel scared. Luckily, his own golden Zhen Qi had destroyed the circulation of the Poisonous Grass King's Qi and blood, making him unable to circulate his Zhen Qi. Otherwise, if the poisonous needle hit his body, even if he didn't die, he would be crippled.

After checking all the pockets and even the layers of clothes, Zhang Qiang took out his lighter and ignited it to burn. As for the bottles and jars, he found a plastic bag to store them.

At this moment, Sun Youcai finally woke up.

Zhang Qiang asked, "How does it feel to have money? Are you all right? "

"It's fine, I'm just a little exhausted …" Sun Youcai stood up and said to the Poison Grass King with an unfriendly expression.

"That's good." Zhang Jing nodded and said, "Go to the house and get a sheet."

"Alright, Master Qiang." Although Sun Youcai had just recovered and his body was still weak, taking out a sheet was not a problem.

Soon, the bed sheet was brought over. Zhang Jing threw it to Poison Grass King and said, "Poison Grass King, seeing how difficult it is to cultivate martial arts, I'll let you live today. I hope you can do your best."

"Humph!" "Then do I need to thank you?" Poisonous Grass King wrapped up the bed sheets and snorted, then turned and left.

However, when he reached the door, Poison Queen stopped and said: "Brat, don't blame me for not reminding you. Right now, there are a lot of friends from the martial arts world in this town, the thing in your hand is a hot potato, you'd better give it away."

"Thanks for the reminder!" But I won't give it away. " Zhang Jing cupped his fists and bowed.

Poisonous Grass King took a long look at Zhang Qiang, did not say anything, turned around and left.

"Master Qiang, what should we do about the person inside the house?" Sun Youcai asked with an unnatural expression.

"We'll see." Zhang Jing said as he took a few steps forward.

After returning to the house, Zhang Qiang told Qiao Ke to rest first while he carried Brother Liang back to the courtyard.

"Wealth, take a look at his body, do you have any bottles or jars?" Zhang Jing said to Sun Youcai.

When Brother Liang heard this, he immediately shivered. He pointed at Sun Youcai, acting as if he couldn't avoid it, and shouted, "Don't f * cking come over here! "I'll give you everything …"

As he said this, Brother Liang hurriedly took out everything he knew, afraid that Sun Youcai would take another step closer.

Brother Liang was afraid that there was already a shadow.

There were only three things in total. There was an ancient book, a dagger, and two small bottles.

Sun Youcai picked up the item and handed it to Zhang Jing.

"Whirlwind Palm? No wonder when we were fighting just now, I felt like my powers were being torn apart and that I was about to lose my target. " Zhang Jing skimmed through the book and then threw it to Sun Youcai, saying, "You're rich, so I'll give this martial art to you. Practicing it is pretty good."

"Being knocked over by you with a single punch, isn't that what you call good?" Sun Youcai looked at Brother Liang with a hint of disdain.

Brother Liang was only glaring in anger, but didn't dare say anything.

As the saying goes, a dragon in shallow water will be played by a shrimp, and a tiger will be bullied by a dog. Right now, he was seriously injured, so there was no point in using his words to gain benefits.

"This is an ancient martial arts technique, do you really not want it?" Zhang Qiang asked again with a smile.

Sun Youcai rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "If you can teach me some skills, aren't you stronger than this?"

Zhang Jing nodded. "Alright then. I'll teach you when I have time."

While he was talking, he picked up the dagger that was wrapped in the black scabbard. "Clang!" He pulled it out. The cold light was extremely sharp.

"Good stuff!" I'll take it. " When he was a shadow guard, Zhang Qiang used to wear a dagger on his body. However, after he retired, all the equipment was taken away. Now, this dagger just happened to fill in his gap.

Brother Liang watched Zhang Jing put the dagger away and mumbled in pain, "I spent ten years' effort to get this..."

"It's mine now." A cold light flashed in Zhang Qiang's eyes. He glared at Brother Liang and then looked at the two bottles.

The bottle was not very big. It was only the size of a goose egg. One was a white porcelain bottle, while the other was a green jade bottle.

He opened the jade bottle and took a whiff of the fragrance of the herbs. However, it was not a medicinal pill but a green sticky liquid.

"What is this?" Zhang Jing asked.

Brother Liang was barely able to suppress the rampaging airflow within his body. He painfully panted as he said, "This is a Hundred Spirit Pill. It is specifically used to treat the old wounds of a Xiantian master. It is of no use to you."

"It looks like liquid from the inside, but it's not a medicinal pill?" Zhang Jing was curious.

Brother Liang snorted, "Ignorant and ignorant! These Hundred Spirit Pills were made from 100 different types of spiritual medicines, so the effects were very mysterious. Only by putting it in a jade bottle, would the effects remain stable. In the jade bottle, it will be in a liquid state, but once it is poured out, it will become a pill. "

"Oh? "It's that magical?" Zhang Jing had met some ancient warriors before, but he was still quite unfamiliar with the world of ancient warriors.

"Too little." Brother Liang sneered and didn't say anything else.

However, Zhang Qiang didn't mind. He picked up another white porcelain bottle, smiled and said, "I assume this is the Qi Nurturing Pill, right? From what I know, the Qi-Nurturing Pill is specially used to cultivate. It can speed up the rate at which zhenqi is condensed and can raise one's cultivation in a short period of time, right? "

"As long as you let me go, all three of these Qi Nurturing Pills will belong to you." Brother Liang said.

Zhang Qiang smiled and said, "Didn't you see how the Poison Grass King got away?"

"You?! Zhang Jing, leave everything else aside so that we can meet again in the future. Are you really going to finish this? " Brother Liang gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Did I say I want to meet you again?" Zhang Jing harrumphed coldly and threw a heavy punch towards Brother Liang's head.

Brother Liang was immediately shocked and hastily shouted, "Don't kill me, I'm useful to you!"

"You'd better say something valuable." Brother Liang broke out in a cold sweat as Zhang Jing's powerful fist landed on his forehead.

Just a little more and his head would have been smashed into a rotten watermelon.

"I know the keepsake of Great Master Li in your hand. Who was it before." Brother Liang's face twitched as he panted heavily.

Zhang Jing's heart skipped a beat and he quickly asked, "Tell me, who is it?"

"Yes …" However, before he could finish his words, Brother Liang suddenly became mute, and blood began to flow out from his seven orifices.