Medicinal Immortal

"Well, yes, but the voice has to change again." She said with a smile.

Hearing this, Han Zhi's heart moved, and he immediately said: "My son, is it possible to be small?" The voice changed slightly, and even the tone of voice changed. Looking at the look of low eyebrows and eyes, it is really unsightly. Flaws.

"Well, let's go! Remember to be careful today. You are in danger of blood and light." Tangning said, yawning, and said, "I'm going to make up for my sleep and wait for your good news."

Bloodlight disaster? The two looked at each other, and left the door quietly without paying much attention.

Early in the morning, the students prepared to get up to wash and go out. Although they drank late into the night last night, they did not forget that they still had a task today.

"Come here! Bring me a basin of water to wash." In the room, a student shouted, stretched his waist and got out of bed, perhaps because he got up early, with a bit of sleepiness on his face.

A young girl walked in lightly with water, put a basin of clean water on the wash table, and listened to the young student's instructions: "Please tidy up the robe by the bed and wait for me to change clothes."

"Yes." The girl whispered, tidying up the robe hanging on the bedside, waiting for the young student to wash up and turn around, waiting for him to put it on, but the girl helped him tidy up the robe At that time, the young student froze suddenly, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"My son, it's still early, or else, you go to sleep for a while?" Xingtong looked at him with a smile and said, seeing that he was stiff and unable to speak, so he explained, "This is my house. The master’s acupuncture technique."

As he said, he drew a dagger from his sleeve, looked at the man's shocked and shocked face, and said, "You are the first one, the fastest among thirty people." As soon as the voice fell, the dagger pierced him. In an instant, blood splashed out of the heart of the young man, and the young man was even more dazed.

It was a fake dagger. When it was pierced, the dagger would shrink in, causing a splash of red liquid, just like blood. At first glance, I thought it was blood spilling from my chest.

"You are dead. According to the rules, you can't talk anymore until the test is over, let alone tell others how you died and why you were killed." Xingtong said, retracting the dagger to unlock his acupuncture points.

"You, you..." The young man widened his eyes in shock, and pointed to her eyes: "What, how are your eyes..."

"You are dead." Xingtong said, turning around and leaving neatly, heading for the next goal.

The student behind him stared at Xingtong with unbelievable eyes. He couldn't accept the result for quite a while, and muttered with a sad face, "I was killed? I just died? Or thirty students. The fastest dying in the world? Damn! Don’t bring anyone like that!

On the other side, Hanzhi also took the water into the guest room, perhaps in the morning, without thinking about precautions one by one, thinking that Xingtong and Hanzhi should not act so early.

"Let it go, give it to me..." Before the words were finished, Hanzhi's fake dagger had already pierced the person's heart, and bright red blood came out, making the student's instinctive backhand strike, but Seeing that the other party has retreated.

"Who are you!" He drank, only to find that his chest didn't hurt, and the blood didn't seem to be blood either. He couldn't help frowning and staring at the little waiter with low eyebrows and eyes.

"A knife hit the heart, and you are dead."