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

To drink or not to drink?

Miao Qianhe felt both ashamed and devastated.

Asking this question means that the person in front of you is extremely confident, which is both a good thing and a bad thing.

Good thing, the other person might drink it.

It's bad. If the other party hasn't fallen down yet, I will most likely confess today.

The murderous intention lies in the exchange of cups and glasses.

As for the crowd watching, there was an uproar.

You poisoned people so blatantly, do you think they are stupid?

The wine has changed color and is emitting a lot of bubbles.

"This... this is a tonic pill. When mixed into wine, it... it has a unique flavor. What poison? It's pure... pure nonsense." Miao Qianhe stiffened his neck and forced an "explanation".

The onlookers naturally wouldn't openly ridicule him, but the scrutinizing and contemptuous looks of "You, Miao Qianhe, are just like that" made Miao Qianhe wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The Grand Elder of the Poison Witch Sect was a formidable presence wherever he went, even the White Lotus Sect Leader kept his distance. This was the first time he had been forced to lie openly.

The key point is that the other party was friendly from beginning to end, never made a threat, and never gritted his teeth or showed his fangs.

"Is this a tonic pill?" Qin He asked.

"It's a tonic pill." Miao Qianhe nodded.

"Okay then." Qin He nodded and said with a smile, "You're so embarrassed to say it, how can I not believe it, right?"

"Haha... hehe, yes, yes." Miao Qianhe's face was stiff, and he was praying madly in his heart, this medicine must be effective.

Don't let it expire.

As he spoke, Qin He picked up the wine bowl and saw the bubbles coming out.

Fortunately I knew it was poison, otherwise I would have thought it was Coke.

He tilted his head back and gulped down the entire bowl, smacking his lips as he praised, "It tastes really good, with a unique flavor, and it's quite strong. Good wine!"

Miao Qianhe's hopes gradually faded, and he felt as if he was falling into an icy cave.

He is a person who cannot be defeated even by the God-killing Powder passed down from generation to generation in the Poison Witch Clan. How terrifying!

"Anymore?"

Qin He was still not satisfied. The medicine he took just now was very effective and his internal strength soared to seventeen years.

This old guy didn't lie, it is indeed a tonic pill.

Three cows are not as nourishing as it.

"No...no more." Miao Qianhe shook his head.

Four words: The medicine is finished, it’s over!

Qin He was suddenly a little disappointed. He didn't get enough satisfaction.

At this moment, he suddenly looked at the four-tailed centipede next to the wine jug, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"What is this?" Qin He asked.

This centipede has four colorful tails and is obviously a poisonous creature.

"This is the Gu I raised." Miao Qianhe said, and as he spoke, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart again - the hope of defeating Qin He.

The members of the Poison Witch Sect may not be good at cultivation, but when it comes to playing with poisons and witchcraft, the Poison Witch Sect is second to none, and no one dares to claim to be first.

Poison can't defeat Qin He, but maybe Gu can.

His intuition told him that Qin He had no symptoms at all after swallowing poison. Perhaps it was related to the cultivation method he was practicing, or there was something in his body that could swallow poison, or even a poisonous insect.

He swallowed one poison after another as if it were food or water. It was so abnormal.

No matter how strong you are, you should at least show some resistance to poison.

Although Gu and poison are inseparable, there are still some differences between them.

One is a dead thing, the other is a living thing.

If I can get the insect into the body of the person in front of me, I can't say what I can do to him, but as long as I can delay him for a while, I can escape.

I was so shocked before that I almost forgot about it.

"Gu?" Qin He looked at it and liked it more and more.

This centipede was shining all over with a metallic luster, and one of its legs seemed to have more than a dozen colors.

It looks very nourishing at first glance.

Unable to control himself, Qin He reached out and grabbed the four-tailed centipede.

Miao Qianhe's eyes lit up, and everything he thought of came true.

Its four-tailed centipede is a foreign species from southern Xinjiang, the king of all poisons. It can not only help itself practice, but also extract poison, administer poison and fight.

Its entire body is like iron armor, and its thousand feet are like thorns. It only needs to create a hole as small as a needle hole in a person's body, and it can sneak into the human body through that hole.

At that time, life or death depends entirely on your own thoughts.

Once the poison master's Gu has entered your body, no matter how strong you are, you cannot ignore it. You must know that the weakest part of a fortress is definitely the interior.

Miao Qianhe suppressed the ferocity of the four-tailed centipede until Qin He was about to touch it, then he suddenly ordered an attack.

The centipede jumped like lightning, and its thousand legs grabbed Qin He's fingers, and its sharp toes and crocodile mouth attacked Qin He's fingers.

The centipede has thousands of legs, and all it needs is a small break.

When Miao Qianhe saw the centipede holding onto Qin He's finger, her hope grew.

However, hope comes quickly, and despair also comes quickly.

The next moment he discovered that sparks were coming out of the centipede's crocodile mouth and the tips of its thousand feet.

It turned out that it didn't penetrate!