"Well, this time you won't be a woman's kindness," the old poison smiled, "Okay, just for you, I'll ask that girl from Shuang'er to bring you some garbage and things, and you don't need to take too good things to clean up the people of the Ye family." ” "Senior sister has gone back to the Poison Sect," Qin Lang asked.
The old poison frowned, and snorted: "It's just a girl, what is it called, senior sister, she is not my apprentice, you are the true disciple of the poison sect, the identity is there, she is just a girl, at best, she is your maid, how can you call her senior sister" "Old poison, why are you so rigid," Qin Lang said solemnly, "Although Senior Sister Shuang'er is not your apprentice, she is also a member of the Poison Sect, and she started earlier than me, so I should call her Senior Sister."
What's more, if Senior Sister serves you hard, can't you be nicer to Senior Sister?
” "Lao Tzu's actions, how can you be allowed to guide you," the old poison said dissatisfiedly, "In short, in front of me, you must know how to be humble."
You are my true disciple, the future sect master of the Poison Sect, of course, you must have a little bit of the sect master's style, the maid is the maid, the poison slave is the poison slave, no big or small, there is no distinction between respect and inferiority, how can you revitalize the Poison Sect in the future" "Okay, I'll ask you old man not to open your mouth and shut up, just revitalize the Poison Sect, in short, I won't call Senior Sister Shuang'er in front of you, let's get down to business, what are you going to ask Shuang'er to bring me something good" Qin Lang couldn't help but ask.
"We have a lot of things on the Five Poisons Mountain.
Although Lao Tzu has not taken care of it himself these years, but with the girl Shuang'er taking care of it, there should always be something powerful on the Five Poisons Mountain.
Although it can't be in Lao Tzu's eyes, it should be enough to deal with these goods of the Ye family.
The old poison spoke, and whistled sharply outside.
A moment later, a black bird sped into the house and landed in the palm of the old poison's hand.
The black bird was only slightly larger than the sparrow, and its body was as black as ink, and its beak was unusually sharp, like the beak of an eagle, giving the impression that this little bird was not a vegetarian, but a bird of prey in the sky.
Qin Lang naturally recognized this bird, this bird was called the "Black Cloud Vulture", and like the "Blood Crow", it was a bird of prey raised by the Poison Sect.
It's just that the Poison Sect has declined, and the number of Black Cloud Vulture has also decreased sharply, and now only a few pairs of Black Cloud Vulture exist in the mountain gate of the Poison Sect.
Although the size of this black cloud vulture is small, it is no less powerful than any kind of eagle or vulture, but when they hunt for food, they do not act alone, but move in groups, because of the large number and speed, and the claws and beak are very sharp, when they fly, they are like a black cloud, and where they pass, they are like black clouds pressing down on the city, which is very fierce.
And now, this black cloud vulture can only become a tool for the old poison to transmit messages, because the place where the mountain gate of the poison sect is located cannot be contacted through mobile phones and phone calls, and the black cloud vulture is the best and fastest way.
In addition, compared to mobile phone calls, in the eyes of the old poison, it is obviously safer and more reliable to use something primitive like the black cloud vulture to transmit information.
Qin Lang didn't know that the old poison would let the frost world bring him any "good things", but since the old poison thought that it could solve the problem, then Qin Lang was not so worried.
Everything is ready, just wait for Qin Lang to get the "weapon" given to him by the old poison, and everything will be solved by then.
Although the old poison promised to help, Qin Lang did not sit back and enjoy the success, he still carefully prepared for tomorrow's "transaction", and began to count all kinds of poisons, healing medicines, hidden weapons, etc., and it was still necessary to sharpen the gun in battle.
I don't know when, the old poison has left.
Qin Lang knew that the old poison said that he wouldn't make a move, that was if he wouldn't make a move, and the old poison was willing to take out something for Qin Lang to use, which was already very good.
Qin Lang prepared in an orderly manner, just like a soldier who was about to go to battle, cleaning up his guns and ammunition.
For Qin Lang, there should be a tough battle tomorrow, which is completely different from the last time in Qingyun Mountain, this time the people of the Ye family must have made complete preparations, and even dispatched some strong masters, Qin Lang wants to rescue Ma Zhenyong again, it is really difficult to ascend to the sky At around seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Lang's mobile phone rang.
This was a strange call, Qin Lang was a little vigilant, and after hesitating for a moment, he still pressed the answer button, but Qin Lang didn't take the initiative to make a sound, waiting for the other party's voice to sound.
"Mr.
Qin" A voice sounded, somewhat familiar.
"You are" "Oh, I'm Tang Zhenggang."
On the phone, Tang Zhenggang's tone was very humble.
That's right, it's humility, it seems that Tang Zhenggang was very careful when talking to Qin Lang.
In Qin Lang's impression, Tang Zhenggang, the old guy, was very arrogant, but since the last time he detoxified Tang Qianyuan, this old guy seemed to have changed his sex in front of him, which made Qin Lang a little confused.
"Mr.
Tang, may I ask what you are doing" Qin Lang responded to all changes with no change.
"Mr.
Qin, that's the case, my uncle is seriously injured, and his injuries are quite serious."
"Will you die" Qin Lang directly interrupted Tang Zhenggang's words, looking a little impatient, because Qin Lang was now thinking about how to rescue Ma Zhenyong, as for the life or death of Tang Zhenggang's uncle, Qin Lang didn't want to care at all.
Not to mention that Uncle Tang Zhenggang was injured, even if he was injured and wanted to die, what did it have to do with Qin Lang "This" Tang Zhenggang was suddenly speechless, and the anger in his heart came out, but soon Tang Zhenggang held back his anger and suppressed this anger, because Tang Zhenggang suddenly thought that this "Mr.
Qin" might be the descendant of the Medicine Sect, a person of the sect, and it was a matter of course to be arrogant in front of people.
Proud of talent.
If you are talented and have a background, you are naturally proud.
Thinking of Qin Lang's background, Tang Zhenggang turned his anger into further humility, and said with a smile: "Mr.
Qin, you are joking, although my uncle is seriously injured, he is not so bad that he will die. ” Although Qin Lang was a little impatient, he thought that Tang Zheng happened to be a descendant of the Tang Sect, and Tang Zhenggang's current attitude was so humble, reaching out not to hit the smiling person, Qin Lang was embarrassed to go too far, so he said: "Since there is no worry about your life, you Tang Sect also has a doctor, there should be a way to solve it, if it really doesn't work, you can be sent to the hospital." ” "Mr.
Qin, you're laughing."
Tang Zhenggang said patiently, "Although my uncle's injury can be healed, but the injury cannot be healed, as a martial arts practitioner, he is likely to lose his whole body strength, Lang Zhong of the Tang family can save his life, but there is no way to keep his kung fu, and even he may be disabled Mr.
Qin, your medical skills are extraordinary, unparalleled in the world, and only you have a way to keep him from being crippled, and even retain his kung fu." ”: