"Hiss~"

This scene was so shocking that there was a gasping sound all around.

"Good guy, he is a tough guy!"

"What the hell, I think you're a fool!"

"..."

People who were close ran away one after another.

He was afraid that the Qin River would suddenly explode, splattering him with pus and blood.

Miao Qianhe has done this before, it's called a venom bomb.

The poisoned person suddenly exploded, pus splashed, and the infected people fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth.

Pour one big piece.

That's how perverted it is.

“Good wine!”

Qin He put down his wine glass and praised it without changing his expression.

The joke on Miao Qianhe's face froze.

Although the first two poisons can kill people, they can still be withstood as long as their inner strength or Tao practice exceeds thirty years.

The latter kind may not be able to withstand even fifty years of inner strength or Taoism, at least it cannot be done without changing one's expression.

This shows that...the person sitting in front of him either has inner strength or Taoism for more than fifty years, or he has some special means.

In short, he is not an ordinary person.

The key is that he is so young and rare.

"Yes, then I'll buy you another drink." Miao Qianhe's expression quickly returned to its original state, he praised it, and said with a smile: "This glass of wine will be even more delicious. I wonder if you dare to try it."

Miao Qianhe didn't lie. His poison was called Wan Ye Bite. It was a bone poison. It was extracted from swamp poisonous ants unique to southern Xinjiang and added more than a dozen highly toxic flavors. It was sweet and delicious in the mouth.

But once it enters the abdomen, the poison will immediately stick to the bones, making it itchy and unbearable, as if there are millions of ants gnawing at it.

The poisoned person will scratch his body crazily, scratching through the skin and bone of the whole body, until he dies.

The death was extremely horrific, and it was a "suicide", which was extremely vicious.

"Come here, the cup is too small, let's change the cup." Qin He's expression remained unchanged, he picked up the sea bowl next to him and replaced the cup in front of him.

"Very good." Miao Qianhe's dough trembled, and he poured wine into the bowl. Soon the bowl was full again, and said: "Please."

"Thank you." Qin He raised his hand, picked up the bowl, drank it in one gulp, and praised: "This wine is really delicious, good wine!"

Under the wine table, Miao Qianhe's invisible hands slowly tightened.

The onlookers looked like they had seen a ghost.

If he didn't know Miao Qianhe's identity, he would have thought that the two were close friends, exchanging glasses of wine.

Damn it.

"Didn't Miao Qianhe poison him?"

"Impossible, Miao Qianhe has never had any friends. It is said that all his relatives and friends were poisoned to death by him, even his mentor."

"The only person who can let him pour the wine himself is a dead person!"

"..."

Thin and broken sounds continued to reach Qin He's ears, and he could hear them even if the wind was not blowing.

"Is there any good wine? I like drinking, and I just tasted it now." Qin He asked with a smile.

Miao Qianhe bit the roots of his teeth lightly, and the words fell into his ears. The voice-over was clear, just one sentence: You are so poisonous, it is enough for me to rinse your mouth.

You can say this to anyone, but you can never say it to Miao Qianhe.

He is a drug addict, this is humiliating, humiliating!

"Okay, you want good wine, right? Yes!" Miao Qianhe gritted his teeth, picked up the jug again, and filled Qin He up with a glass, feeling a slight pain in his heart.

He spent a lot of money to refine this poison, and it was only enough to be used once, specifically to deal with powerful people or high-level experts.

I dare not say that it will kill you, but it is definitely enough for a strong person or a high-level expert to peel off the skin.

External strength, class!

Miao Qianhe didn't believe that the man in front of him could still bear it.

A master of this level is already the top master in both the government and the public.

Further up, there are only the Yin gods of the underworld, the false gods of heaven and a very small number of super cultivators possessed by the great clans of the Holy Land.

These cultivators are afraid of mortal karma and will not easily get involved in mortal disputes.

There is no way the person in front of me is that, and I don't have the energy to attract a strong person of this level to target me.

Transform the scriptures into powder!

The effect of this poison is as its name suggests. It can dissolve the eight extraordinary meridians in the human body, triggering the practitioner's internal energy to break open the meridians, just like lava bursting out, swelling the practitioner to death.

To a certain extent, the stronger the internal energy of a person, the more terrifying the poisonous effects will be.

Even those with strong external strength can find it difficult to resist.

The powder was poured into the wine, and another bowl was filled.

Qin He picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. At the end, he sipped his lips and said, not very satisfied, "It's not as good as the one just now~ It's a bit sour."

When Miao Qianhe saw this, he felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

not good!

I hit an iron plate, a super big iron plate.

He couldn't even put down the Hua Jing Powder, and his face didn't change.

As for the taste.

What a joke, there are so many delicious poisons.

This Huajing Powder is said to have a slightly sour taste. Miao Qianhe has never tried it, but from what the person in front of him said, it must be true.

"Another bowl, what's going on?"

"Poisoned or not?"

Miao Qianhe was horrified, but the onlookers were even more confused.

Is it possible that these two people are really close friends if you pour the wine and I drink it?

Otherwise, after pouring wine so many times, there should be results.

"Is there anything stronger? I like strong wine." Qin He put down the bowl and said again.

Miao Qianhe swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then his heart suddenly crossed, and he clenched his molars fiercely: "Yes!"

The person in front of me has been offended. If I don't explain today, I will have to shed my skin.

Since the other party is still more vicious, let’s fight to the end and see who is more cruel than the other!

Speaking of which, Miao Qianhe really had a poison that was so terrifying that it made his scalp numb.

God-killing powder!

This poison did not come from his hand, but was a relic of the previous great elder of the Poison Witch Sect.

This poison is said to be refined from the Netherworld Flower on the banks of the Huangquan River. Miao Qianhe does not know the specific poison effects and refining techniques. He only knows that this is a poison that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Poison Witch Sect.

As the name suggests, the poison can kill gods!

This is poison to deal with super cultivators!

"Yes, then pour the wine." Qin He urged. The previous few poisons gave him ten years of energy. As expected of the elder of the Poison Witch Sect, he still has a lot of good stuff.

There are pockets all over the body, and they are probably filled with poison.

As a result, Miao Qianhe's face turned red and he stuttered: "This wine... I have to mix it."

Qin He was suddenly a little strange, everyone is a gangster, who is not as thick-skinned as the city wall, and you are suddenly blushing like a big girl for a penny and three pounds of stuff?

What the hell?

Soon, Qin He understood the reason.

Miao Qianhe first poured a bowl of wine, then took out a box from his pocket. When he opened it, there was a black jade bottle inside.

Miao Qianhe put on another pair of gloves that looked like sausage casings, carefully opened the black jade bottle, poured a black-red pill into the wine, then picked up the chopsticks and ground it carefully to dissolve it in the wine.

Drinks.

This scene was not only the onlookers who were stunned.

Even Qin He's face twitched.

Just now, he had administered the poison very secretly with just a raise of his hands and feet. Now he was wearing gloves, pouring something into the drink and melting it with chopsticks.

Isn’t this gap too big?

Even a fool would know that you are poisoning me.

Such a professional poison master used such unprofessional poisoning techniques in full view of the public.

It's time to blush.

Qin He looked at the dark wine in the bowl, then looked at Miao Qianhe, hesitated and asked: "You are so blatant, should I drink it or not?"
Chapter completed!