"This is the antibody crystal produced by my body after it quickly adapted to the toxin." The tall and thin young man spit out a yellow crystal the size of a mung bean from under his tongue and handed it to the young man with a mohawk.

The latter quickly turned around and stuffed it into Xi Xin's mouth.

The effect is outstanding.

After more than ten seconds, Xi Xin's twitching body stopped moving like a shrimp, and the black blood flowing out of her seven orifices gradually turned back to its normal bright red color.

However, after all, her physique is far inferior to that of the undead. It has been more than five minutes since the toxin entered her body, and many internal organs and important tissues have been necrotic... Although the toxin has disappeared at this time, her body is far from what it seems.

It looks as intact as ever, but the inside is already in tatters like a dike eroded by ants!

That is to say, relying on the super regenerative potential of the Mexican axolotl, it is hanging on to the last bit of life, and the whole person is wandering on the line of life and death.

With this look...it's obviously impossible to ask anything.

At this time, several rich men who had just run out to catch Lu Ping also came back, all of them with disappointed faces.

"Young Master Bainiao, that kid ran so fast that he disappeared in an instant... We asked many waiters and called surveillance cameras, but we couldn't find any trace." A young man said with shame.

"We did find this waiter." Another young man was dragging an unconscious suit waiter in his hands. It was the unlucky guy who was forced by Lu Ping to help translate.

"I found him in the corner of the corridor. He had been knocked unconscious." The young man said helplessly. "When he wakes up, maybe we can ask him how he met that person before."

With that said, he threw the waiter onto the sofa aside.

"So there are so many of you, but you can't find the person I want to see?" Shiratori Ryosuke's face gradually turned cold.

"Young Master Bainiao, calm down!" When everyone was panicking, the young man in the crowd, whose face was covered with metal nails, suddenly said, "As for finding someone, I might give it a try."

Everyone looks at him!

Many people recognized that this man was none other than Jujiro Kawamura of the Kawamura family...

The Kawamura family serves a mysterious god-lord named "Plass". Among the more than one hundred god-lords in Neptune City, Plass ranks 31st! Therefore, the "Plass" God-Serving Club, that is,

"Demon God Level" Club.

However, many people speculate that the strength of God Lord Plath is far from this... Because the rankings usually change all the time, and battles will occasionally break out between the God Lords of Neptune City, and the rankings will be updated based on the victory or defeat. The stronger the God Lord, the more powerful the God Lord will be.

Being able to live on the "sacred mountain" as close to the top of the mountain as possible!

However, God Lord Plas has always been ranked 31st, always the first in the "Demon God Level", and the goalkeeper of the "God Level", which has never changed over the years.

Not changing would be weird in itself.

As for the ability of Lord Plath, it is also very mysterious. Even if there are core disciples of major Samurai God Clubs present, they have only vaguely heard that the ability that Lord Plath bestows on the dependents seems to be related to "divination".

"Jujiro, what can you do?" Shiratori Ryosuke looked at the young man with metal rings on his face, and his tone became gentler.

"All I can say is, let's give it a try." Kawamura Jujiro nodded, walked out of the crowd, and came to the unconscious Xi Xin, "The person just now seemed determined to kill this strange woman... It means that he and her

There is probably some connection between them!"

"Young Master Bainiao, people with connections in this world are actually connected by special threads, and the ability given to me by the God Lord happens to allow me to see this thread of connection... With her help, I may

You can try to find out the whereabouts of that person just now."

"Of course, this cannot guarantee success. The specific success rate depends on many factors, such as the opponent's strength and the interference of various mysterious forces... I can only try my best to give it a try."

"Very good, then please give it a try." Shiratori Ryosuke nodded.

Everyone takes a few steps back so that Kawamura Jujiro can fully display his abilities!

Kawamura Jujiro took a deep breath and suddenly revealed his immortal true form - it was a giant toad with a fat body and long limbs! The toad's face was full of bulges of different sizes, and there seemed to be pus inside, so densely packed that it made him feel uncomfortable.

Just one look at it makes people panic.

The ugly toad man muttered something while his fingers with sharp nails pierced Xi Xin's body!

When he pulled it out, the surface was stained with a layer of blood, and he used the blood to draw some strange symbols on the ground.

All the rich kids hold their breath...

Seeing someone from the Kawamura family taking action was a rare experience for them.

No one noticed that on the sofa not far away, the unconscious waiter in a suit moved his eyelids imperceptibly.

"The silk thread... appears before my eyes." The ugly toad jumped around the ghostly talisman on the ground twice, and a large black mist poured out of it...

Then he suddenly straightened up, made an orchid finger shape with one hand, and pinched it gently in front of his face!

It's like pinching an invisible thread.

"It's you...where are you going..." The toad man narrowed his eyes, moved on tiptoes with a pair of slender legs, and the orchid fingers in his hand moved outward little by little, and his eyes moved accordingly.

But after moving a few meters.

The toad man suddenly stopped with an ugly expression on his face.

"A strange force has disturbed the threads of the world. In front of my eyes, there is only a mess...I can't see clearly." He frowned, "Unless the threads are made thicker.

"

"How to do it?" Shiratori Ryosuke asked.

"Blood, more blood, that alien slave girl's blood! Pour it directly onto those symbols on the ground." The toad man's voice was hoarse.

The young man with a mohawk has the fastest reaction!

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he gritted his teeth and said directly: "For Young Master Bainiao, I am just a slave, it doesn't matter if I die! I will do it!"

After that, he transformed directly into his immortal body!

It can be seen that the god he serves probably has an appearance similar to a velociraptor or a tyrannosaurus. At this time, the body of the young man with a mohawk is arched, and the vertical hair on his head directly turns into an upright bone plate. There are also long bones on the back of his buttocks.

The dinosaur tail covered with spines emerged, and the ten nails turned into huge claws that shone with cold light.

This ferocious-looking upright dragon grabbed the unconscious Xi Xin and twisted it like a towel!

Xi Xin didn't even scream. A large amount of blood gushes out and splashes onto the ground, where it is quickly absorbed by the bloody symbols.

The Draconian erectus twisted it until there was no more blood, and then threw Xi Xin away, as if he had thrown away a piece of garbage. Of course, there was a trace of distress deep in the eyes of the Draconian erectus, but under the gaze of Young Master Bainiao and many companions, he still

He held his neck high and kept his expression unchanged.

"The silk thread has become thicker..." The toad man nodded with satisfaction at this time, "I saw it extending farther away... The end of the silk thread, which is its current position, seems to be..."

Suddenly the toad man was stunned.

He looked at Young Master White Bird with his pale yellow pupils, and said in an unbelievable tone: "That person is in this hall!"
Chapter completed!