Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 855 Almost Zero Poison Resistance

Lin Chongyang has always been more tolerant towards the common people in adversity, as can be seen from the frequency of his actions in adversity.

In other words, if it was before 2000, that is, the period when he was young and frivolous, after watching everything from the sidelines, naturally he would not mind giving Lie Fei a ride with his own hands, so as to avoid future troubles.

Even this future Zoroastrian dancer has a special fate.

Although Lin Chongyang is still young, he can calm down and overlook the changes in the world, while sticking to his principles and beliefs.

The decision he made earlier was the optimal solution to this matter.

So, after watching Jiuqiansheng's pity and the release of the devil in Lie Fei's heart, his heart was very peaceful, but what he had expected was completely confirmed.

One whom death cannot find.

I believe that Xianzhu Wuming will be interested in him and will be optimistic about him.

It will make this precious material fully play the role he should play. That distorted personality may be a big trouble for others, but it is still a little bit worse in front of Wanmo Shiyuan.

Among the Dragon Inn.

At the very moment, he lifted the jug, poured a glass of wine, and pushed it in front of Jiuqiansheng who had just taken his seat:

"Congratulations to Mr. Jiuqiansheng on his triumphant return."

As far as this incident is concerned, there is actually nothing to celebrate. The battle situation is probably the same as playing with children, but this jug of wine was bought by the husband.

After all, he hasn't tasted what wine tastes like yet.

While thinking of this in his heart, Ji Guang took two more wine glasses, poured the wine, put a glass in front of himself, and pushed a glass in front of Lin Chongyang.

"It's not an enemy that can be dealt with, so congratulations will be avoided."

Nine thousand wins shook his head with a smile, defeating a young man who had gone the wrong way was nothing more than defeating, strictly speaking, it couldn't even be called defeating.

If the opponent is the one sitting next to him, it's almost the same.

Looking at the wine glass in front of him, Lin Chongyang said flatly: "It's a pity."

"Everyone has their own destiny, just like you and me, like the best time, there is nothing to regret." Nine thousand wins raised his glass, very open-minded about this matter: "Both, please."

"Please."

Lin Chongyang and Zuo Guangyin also raised their wine glasses, and the three of them drank it down in one gulp.

immediately!

"Cough cough cough-"

In the most time, he covered his mouth and coughed violently. It was his first time drinking alcohol, and he couldn't bear the spiciness. It was as bad as the old man's bitter tea.

Jiuqiansheng smiled: "Ha, drink slowly for the first time."

"Baili Wenxiang is a kind of strong wine. It is indeed more pungent in the mouth. People in the Jianghu like it, but it doesn't mean that young people can accept it." Lin Chongyang added on the side.

People in Jianghu don't have to be so mellow to drink alcohol, as long as the price is affordable and distinctive, they can open up the biggest market.

Lin Dazhu's industry mainly focuses on small profits but quick turnover.

Lifting the jug and refilling himself a glass of wine, Jiu Qiansheng introduced to the two of them: "The preserved snow wine, which is a special product by the Yuyang River, is very good, with a mild taste, as clear as snow and as fragrant as dried preserved fruit.

It is a kind of excellent fruit wine, and it seems to be more suitable for young people like Zi Guangyao. "

"I don't have snow cured wine, but there is still a pot of Qian Ri Gan." Lin Chongyang put down his wine glass, melted a white wine pot, and put it on the table.

Jiu Qiansheng sniffed the clear aroma of the wine, and said, "Your Excellency is not like a good wine drinker."

"I really don't drink much." Lin Chongyang raised his hand to take a brand new wine glass, and put it in front of Jiu Qiansheng: "However, my wife is good at wine, so I will study it."

"Since that's the case, then I won't be polite. The Qianri Gan produced by Wenjunfang is a first-class wine."

He directly lifted the jug and poured himself a glass. Jiu Qiansheng picked up the wine glass and sighed softly: "It's just a bit expensive, not suitable for regular drinking."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lin Chongyang again. It is very normal not to treat money as money, unlike him. Although he has some family assets, he still has to take care of the lives of the whole family. It is impossible to spend money like this. running water.

It wasn't until the two of them had finished their conversation that they finally recovered. The Son of Light in Time City was almost sent away with a glass of wine, which was shameful.

"You and I had a great chat today, if you have nothing to do, how about traveling together later?" Lin Chongyang invited.

This is the decision he made after many considerations.

Jiuqiansheng chuckled: "If your honor is not afraid of trouble, then it's fine."

It was exactly what Lin Chongyang said to him when he invited him to join the table.

…………

Most of the time, he felt that he was still too young. When he heard the news before, his mentality was almost for fun, and then he became the person involved.

Of course, the problem is not with him, but with Jiuqiansheng.

It's just troublesome to follow wherever you go, not only one-on-one, but also around the stove, which is very outrageous.

If you follow Mr., you can see the peaceful side of the adversity, then what you see when you travel with Jiuqiansheng is the chaotic and dark side of the adversity.

Even if this sword god never takes the initiative to hurt people, even if there is trouble, unless he goes to extremes, he will still save the other party's life.

In just one month, he was surrounded by the furnace ten times, an average of once every three days.

Jiuqiansheng is used to this, but the best time is that he has been fully tempered in the process, and many of his sealed cultivation bases have also been unsealed.

As for Mr. Lin, he didn't make a move, and the people who came to surround the furnace seemed to be unable to see him, like a transparent person. Apart from teaching the most time-sensitive martial arts during the battle, he also helped him heal his wounds after the battle.

The core of Time Knife Technique lies in the word Kuai.

Although he often fights with others, Jiuqiansheng's magnanimous personality makes him disdain those petty tricks, and then...

He was hit.

On the wilderness, the scattered corpses dyed the ground red, and Jiu Qiansheng, who put away his swords, stopped suddenly and coughed up a big mouthful of black blood.

"When?"

He recalled the siege just now, he was not hurt by the opponent, so how did he get poisoned?breathing?There is no other possibility.

After a cursory inspection, dozens of toxins had accumulated in the body.

Corresponding to the corpses lying on the ground, each person is contaminated with different toxins, and they mix together to cause qualitative changes.

The figure not far away flipped his palm, and the corpses all over the ground were buried by the surging mud: "Got it now?"

"Sir, can you stop looking at me?" The best time on the side was very helpless.

As soon as he finished speaking, he also vomited a big mouthful of black blood.

Jiuqiansheng has his own pride, so after confirming that the opponent had a grudge with him, he didn't let the most time make a move, but the boy of light who was watching the battle still got the trick.

"There is a huge gap in strength between you and others, but they can still close the gap with poison. This shouldn't be the first time, but it won't be the last time either."

Lin Chongyang's eyes swept over the two of them. The poison resistance of ordinary Jianghu people is still as poor as ever. Even a master with nine thousand victories can be easily attacked with poison.

"My friend, if you continue to make sarcastic remarks like that, you will have to offer sacrifices to a lonely grave next year during the Qingming Festival."

(End of this chapter)