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But Nan Chen said that apart from a little pain, there were no other symptoms.

This made the four-eyed priest very puzzled.

"Junior Brother, please take a look and see if Nan Chen's poison can still be cured."

"Yes, uncle, you must save junior brother!"

"..."

Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng and others kept talking.

Anxious on the face.

The four-eyed Taoist priest pushed his glasses.

Carefully observe Nan Chen's heart.

It was found that Nan Chen's heart was continuously oozing black liquid.

It looks like beads of sweat.

With the flow of these beads of sweat, the purple-black color on Nan Chen's heart gradually became lighter.

The four-eyed Taoist priest has practiced medicine for many years, and he still doesn't understand.

At this moment, from the cloth bag, he took out three silver needles that he carried with him.

For those black sweat beads, I tested it.

It was discovered that these black beads of sweat were all poisonous.

"how so?

How can toxins penetrate the body automatically.

Why didn't it spread to the body? "

The four-eyed priest was talking to himself, but he didn't quite understand it himself.

But suddenly, some records in the medical book flashed in his mind.

Then he looked at Nan Chen in astonishment.

Could it be, could it be that Nan Chen had some kind of legendary special physique?

Are you immune to this toxin?

Just as he thought of this, Daoist Simu took Nan Chen's hand and began to feel his pulse.

It was found that Nanchen's heart rate was strong and strong, no different from ordinary people.

Looking at Nan Chen's face and other symptoms, what are the signs of poisoning?

At this moment, the four-eyed Daoist chief's frown instantly relaxed.

Turning to look at Uncle Jiu, he immediately made a judgment:

"Brother, Nan Chen will be fine, don't worry!"

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

Uncle Jiu is suspicious, this is the Hundred Poison Palm.

Even if he didn't understand it very well, he knew that the poisonous palm was extremely powerful.

Even if the Ten Thousand Gu Sect has been reclusive for thirty years, this kind of poisonous palm still has a bad reputation.

Now there is no medicine or needles.

Just judge directly, is Nan Chen okay?

The four-eyed priest smiled "haha":

"Brother, if I'm not mistaken.

Nan Chen's physique may be somewhat special.

He is immune to the poison of the Hundred Poison Palm..."

"Ah! Immune?"

Uncle Jiu was shocked.

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Jiale Qingqing.

Master Yixiu showed astonished expressions.

When Nan Chen heard this, his eyes widened.

At this time, I was a little excited.

In the past, when I read novels, people would either bring a system or pick up some heaven-defying orbs.

What the hell, when it was his turn, he found that he had nothing.

He could only hide in Yizhuang and let Uncle Jiu take shelter.