Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 222 The killer boss soaked in the carrion grass [4]

Lin Xiaoling frowned: "Strange."

"It's strange." Nangong Chenyan obviously saw it too, "How can a person rot like a good person?"

Lin Xiaoling narrowed his eyes: "It was good to see him before, why can't it be delayed at all now, and it will rot if touched a little?"

"Maybe he needs a while to soak in the water of the carrion grass, and then change those hands and feet." Nangong Chenyan pursed his lips, "So he can't stay outside for a long time, even if he is so skilled in Huolonghu, he can't stay for a long time Stay there. Even if he knows the danger, he must return to this secret room, and for this reason, after we found him, he refused to leave."

"Yes, it must be that he hasn't soaked it long enough, so he has to keep soaking it. If he leaves, he will rot and die."

"I didn't expect him to rely on this to survive." Nangong Chenyan narrowed his eyes, "I'm curious, why did he stop us in Huolonghu, and why did his kung fu become so high in Huolonghu?"

"Then we have to catch them alive."

The three Xiaoxiaolings over there were already entangled with Yan, and Yan's fighting power was getting weaker and weaker. He even used his body to rub the water stains on the ground, so that the surrounding bodies that were slowly beginning to rot could be relieved a little.

But it was like drinking poison to quench thirst. After touching it once, the rot became more intense again. Looking at him, the skin on his hands began to fall off slowly.

Nangong Chenyan glanced at Lin Xiaoling, Lin Xiaoling nodded at him: "You control him, no one will do anything against me."

Only then did Nangong Chenyan feel relieved and flew forward, and set up a binding barrier to trap Yan, who was already at the end of his strength, struggling hard at this moment, and had no strength to break free at all.

"Let me ask you, why are you so good at the bottom of Huolong Lake?" Nangong Chenyan stepped forward and asked him anxiously.

Yan looked up at him, and giggled: "Do you really want to know?"

"you say!"

"Why should I tell you?" The skin on Yan's face also began to peel off slowly, the eye sockets became surprisingly swollen, and the nose and mouth also began to slide down slowly, as if being pulled face by someone, but the limp His face was still making sounds.

Nangong Chenyan was a little anxious: "Tell me, what is your relationship with Huolonghu?"

"Quack quack quack quack!" Yan laughed loudly, his face was no longer visible, Lin Xiaoling stepped forward, picked up the carrion grass on the ground for him, and said to Nangong Chenyan, "We can't let him die!"

Nangong Chenyan nodded: "Yes, lock him up."

Lin Xiaoling thought for a while: "He also practiced fighting qi, I can use a long needle to remove half of his kung fu."

This is something only mid-level spiritual doctors can do. A thin needle about half a meter long can be inserted into the meridians of fighters to close their meridians. This is the method used to punish fighters who committed crimes in the past. But she is only at the intermediate level, and can only abolish half of their grudges.

"Good idea." Nangong Chenyan nodded, "This way he won't be able to escape."

"But now we have to let him survive, otherwise we won't be able to ask many questions."

"Well, it seems that these carrion grasses should also be brought."

Lin Xiaoling said with a smile: "It's okay, the carrion grass is not hard to find, every major Yizhuang has them, we just go and get them if we want to use them."

"That's good." Nangong Chenyan walked to a half-broken water tank, picked up the cigarette and put it in.

(End of this chapter)