Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: "I said, brother, it's all here. It doesn't make much sense to say these things...just just say, what's the matter with you!?"

It's black and rumbling, so don't say those stimulating words!

"I? Didn't I say that? I am the inventor of Hundred Poison Soup... and Hundred Poison Soup is too sinful and sinful. God made me such a half-dead, inhuman, and inhuman...monster! "

"Big brother, can you be more specific?" Feng Chenglin even wanted to know the story behind this incident: "You will never make Baidu Tang. I don't know how effective the medicine is. Try it yourself. In the end, you tried to be half-dead, right?!"

He just joked, knowing the man raised his head: "How do you know?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn't it? !

Such a **** thing will happen? ?

"I... I'm really ashamed to say it!" The man lowered his head. Under the light of Huozhezi, he couldn't see the change in his expression: "I really don't know the effect of Baidu Tang, and I can't bear to use other people. I tried the medicine, so I tasted it..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

There really are such people!

Ling Luoyu had long heard that there was a person in her hometown called Shennong who tried medicine by himself in order to know the efficacy of herbal medicine.

But he also said with a smile that such a person is stupid and exists in the story.

Unexpectedly, now I really met such a person!

"It's just... I thought at the time that nothing would happen to a little Hundred Poison Soup! Even if it is poisonous, I am the person who refines the Hundred Poison Soup. What kind of toxicity is in my grasp. Nothing will happen, but I didn't expect...I'm still too naive and underestimated the toxicity of Baidu Tang!"

Feng Chenglin glanced at his fingernails slightly: "You... won't you just taste a little bit, it's like this?"

What about him?

A lot of it was poured just now!

Judging from this rhythm, wouldn't I also want to become such a miserable look of inhumanity and ghost! ?

"The Hundred Poison Soup I used is not the same concentration as the Hundred Poison Soup you are drinking now... Otherwise, you will be the same as me now!"

The man opened his hands and looked at his nails.

"At that time, I just took a sip of the Hundred Poison Soup and fell into a coma! It was my disciples who found out that I was wrong and helped me to the bed! But... they didn't know that my Hundred Poison Soup was used. What? I am unconscious again, so I can only try various detoxification methods...Anyway, I don't know which one I used in the end, and then I was pulled back from the ghost gate!"

Feng Chenglin raised his eyebrows: "Then...you are like this?"

"Yeah... the days of neither humans nor ghosts have started since then!"

The man lowered his eyes, and the nails of his hands were pressed into his palms.

The blood dripped down his hands.

But the man did not move at all!

"Big brother..." Feng Chenglin was a little silly by his appearance.

Doesn't it hurt to pinch yourself like this? !

The man pulled his hand away, looking at the blood port on the back of his palm, and slowly stretched out his hand in front of Feng Chenglin.

With the naked eye, his wounds are healing little by little.

Feng Chenglin took a deep breath and looked at the man with complicated eyes, but didn't say anything--

How is this guy so similar to Ling Luoyu? !

Ling Luoyu has this kind of self-healing function, and he is also! !