After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Sigh~"

This scene caused everyone around to gasp in shock.

"Good fellow, what a ruthless fellow!"

"What a ruthless person! I think he's a fool!"

"..."

Those who were closer ran away.

He was afraid that Qin He would suddenly explode and splatter pus and blood all over him.

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

The poisoned person's body suddenly exploded, pus splattered, and those who were infected fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

A large area fell down.

It's just so perverted.

"Good wine!"

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

The playful look on Miao Qianhe's face froze.

Although the first two poisons are also fatal, as long as one has internal strength or has practiced Taoism for more than 30 years, one can still withstand it.

The latter kind, even with fifty years of internal energy or cultivation, might not be able to withstand it, at least not to remain calm like this.

This means... the person sitting in front of him either has internal strength or Taoism practice for more than fifty years, or has some special means.

In short, not an ordinary person.

The key is that he is so young, which is rare.

"Not bad, then I'll buy you another drink." Miao Qianhe's expression quickly returned to normal. He praised and said with a smile, "This glass of wine will be even more delicious. I wonder if you dare to try it."

Miao Qianhe did not lie. His poison was called Ten Thousand Ants Bite, a bone poison extracted from the poisonous swamp ants unique to southern Xinjiang and more than a dozen other highly toxic substances. It tasted sweet and delicious.

But once it enters the stomach, the poison will immediately attach to the bones, causing unbearable itching, as if millions of ants are gnawing at it.

The poisoned person will scratch his body frantically, scratching through his skin and flesh, and even his bone marrow, until he dies.

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

"Come on, the cup is too small, let's change it." Qin He remained calm and picked up the large bowl next to him to replace the cup in front of him.

"Very good." Miao Qianhe's face trembled as he poured wine into the bowl. Soon it was full again. He said, "Please."

"Thank you." Qin He raised his hand, picked up the bowl, and gulped it down in one gulp. He praised loudly, "This wine is really delicious, great wine!"

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

The onlookers looked as if they had seen a ghost.

If you didn't know Miao Qianhe's identity, you would have thought that the two of them were close friends, toasting each other.

It's a ghost.

"Didn't Miao Qianhe poison you?"

"Impossible. Miao Qianhe has never had any friends. It is said that he poisoned all his relatives and friends to death, even his teacher."

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

"..."

Tiny and fragmented sounds kept coming into Qin He's ears, and he could hear them even without having to use his super hearing skills.

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

Miao Qianhe bit his teeth lightly, and these words fell into his ears. The voice-over was very clear, just one sentence: Your poison is not good, it's just enough for me to rinse my mouth.

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

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

"Okay, you want good wine, right? We have it!" Miao Qianhe gritted his teeth, picked up the wine jug again, filled Qin He's glass, and felt a slight pain in his heart.

He spent a considerable amount of money to refine this poison, which was only enough for one use and was specifically used to deal with powerful external force masters or high-level masters.

I wouldn't dare to say it can kill someone, but it's definitely enough to make a strong external force or a high-level master lose a layer of skin.

External strength and grade!

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

Masters of this level are already the top masters in the government and in the martial arts world.

Going further up, there are only the Yin gods of the underworld, the false gods of heaven, and the super-class cultivators possessed by a very small number of holy land clans.

These cultivators fear the cause and effect of the mortal world and will not easily get involved in the disputes of the mortal world.

The person in front of him couldn't possibly be him, and he didn't have the energy to attract a strong person of this level to target him.

Huajing powder!

This poison is as effective as its name suggests. It can dissolve the eight extraordinary meridians in the human body and stimulate the internal energy of the practitioner to break open the meridians, just like magma erupting, and swell the practitioner to death.

To a certain extent, the stronger a person's internal strength is, the more terrifying the effects of the poison will be.

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

The Huajing powder was added to the wine, and it was another full bowl.

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

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

not good!

I hit a brick wall, a really big one.

He couldn't even be knocked down by Huajing Powder, and he remained calm.

As for the taste.

What a joke, there are not so many delicious poisons.

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

"Another bowl, what's going on?"

"Poisoned or not?"

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

These two people are pouring wine for each other, could they really be close friends?

Otherwise, after pouring the wine so many times, the result should have come out.

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

Miao Qianhe swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then made up his mind and clenched his teeth: "Yes!"

I have offended the person in front of me. If I don't explain today, I will be in trouble.

Since the other party is still so cruel, let's fight to the end and see who is more ruthless!

Speaking of which, Miao Qianhe really has a poison that is so terrifying that it makes his scalp tingle.

God-killing powder!

This poison was not made by him, but was a relic of the previous great elder of the Poison Witch Sect.

It is said that this poison is made from the Nether Flower collected from the Yellow Springs River. Miao Qianhe does not know the specific effects and refining methods. He only knows that this is a poison passed down from generation to generation in the Poison Witch Clan.

As the name suggests, the poison can kill gods!

This is poison to deal with super-level cultivators!

"Yes, then pour the wine." Qin He urged. The previous poisons increased his internal strength by ten years. As expected of the great elder of the Poison Witch Sect, he still had a lot of good stuff on him.

There are pockets all over his body, and I guess they are all filled with poison.

Miao Qianhe's face flushed red, and he stammered, "This wine... I need to mix it."

Qin He was a little surprised. We are all gangsters, and who doesn't have a thick skin than a city wall? You are suddenly blushing like a girl for a three-pound thing worth one penny?

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 a pair of gloves that looked like sausage casings, carefully opened the black jade bottle, poured out a black and red pill from it and put it into the wine, then picked up chopsticks and ground it finely to make it dissolve in the wine.

This scene not only left the onlookers stunned.

Even Qin He's face twitched.

Just now, he had secretly poisoned the food with just a few moves, and now he was wearing gloves and pouring something into the wine 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 an unprofessional poisoning method in public.

You should blush.

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

With just one word, Miao Qianhe's face suddenly turned even redder.