Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Eat," Qin Ming said, passing the pill over.

Looking at this colorful, irregular pill, Ji Wu swallowed saliva.

He also handed over his own medicine.

The pill he refined looked like a real pill. The pill was black with two stripes on it.

It looks like the pill made by Qin Ming, big and flat.

"Okay, let's eat together!"

Qin Ming pinched the green snake poison pill with his hand and placed it in his mouth.

Ji Wu also endured the nausea and put the pill that Qin Ming refined in his mouth.

At the entrance, a fishy smell came out, like a meal that had been left for a long time.

There was a swish smell, and there was a smell of feces in the middle.

"Oh!" Ji Wu retched, and quickly resisted, swallowing the pill desperately.

If he spit out the pill, then he would just lose.

Ji Wu definitely couldn't let Qin Ming's strategy succeed, even if his face turned blue, he swallowed the pill in it.

"Well, you are now each other's pill, you can start refining the antidote."

The referee saw that both sides had swallowed the pill, so he announced.

"Yeah!" Qin Ming nodded, moved to a big futon, and began to doze off.

He doesn't need to refine the antidote at all, it is better to sleep with this skill.

And Ji Wu didn't know what to do. Although the pill that Qin Ming refined was unpalatable, he didn't feel the toxin at all.

Since there is no poison, how does he refine the antidote?

He was not as stupid and bold as Qin Ming, so he did not dare to sleep, but it was related to his life and death, how he could sleep.

Therefore, Ji Wu was standing there alone, at a loss.

But Qin Ming fell asleep. After a while, a grunt came from Qin Ming's mouth.

The referee stood on the stage, also at a loss. He had never presided over such a weird game.

Other competitions, that is not a race against time, this one is better than a fight. One stands at a loss, while the other is even more exaggerated. He actually fell asleep.

"Guru..." Suddenly, a roar sounded on the stage.

The crowd was silent, staring at the place where the sound was made, Ji Wu's stomach.

But now Ji Wu is fighting between heaven and man, his face is blue.

"Shameless, too shameless, what Qin Ming refined is not a poison pill, but a laxative, this..."

He has never learned how to relieve laxatives, and this is not a poison. The detoxification elixirs he prepared are not effective at all.

What should I do now, there are so many people in the audience, if he has diarrhea on the spot, he will not be ashamed.

At this time, the audience in the audience could also see that the pill that Qin Ming refined had an effect.

At least, just by looking at Ji Wu's face, he must be feeling very bad now.

"What's wrong with Ji Wu? Qin Ming's pill just now doesn't look like a poison pill, so his face is blue.

Moreover, even if it is a poison pill, the most important thing he should do now is to refine the antidote, what's the use of squatting there and holding his stomach? "

The Chen Family Patriarch's complexion was not very good, he couldn't understand what Ji Wu was doing.

Why is it uneasy and common sense to play cards? Didn't he prepare a lot of detoxification formulas for him?

"Is this Ji Wu reliable?"

City Lord Qian also looked ugly, but this bet was related to his own future, so he must not mess it up.