"Jiejie, of course it's me. You don't really think that you can get rid of me with the corpse of the evil god and live peacefully, do you?"
Anhui Taqlin's face hidden under the cloak exuded a cold aura and bursts of sinister laughter. Coupled with the poisonous poison in Lu Fan's body at this moment, it sounded particularly heartbreaking.
"So, are you coming back this time to get back the remaining corpses, or do you want to take revenge and take my life?" Lu Fan's voice was cold, and his legs were shaking slightly.
"Of course I want the master's corpse, but if you are willing to take the initiative to hand them over to me, I can consider sparing you for the time being. After I refine the master's corpse into an evil god-level vagina, I will be the first to sacrifice you.
God, what do you think?"
Anhui Takelin generously admitted that in her eyes, Lu Fan was no different from a dead person now. If she didn't want to get back the remaining corpse of the evil god, she could easily kill Lu Fan without any effort.
"Heh, sure enough."
Blood flowed from the corner of Lu Fan's mouth. He did not expect that Anhui Takelin would be so obsessed with the corpse of the evil god. She returned to China before she recovered from her injuries. Wasn't she afraid that she would not drink this cup of coffee by mistake tonight?
Did she kill her directly?
Or……
"Are you planning to make my wife drink this cup of coffee and then threaten me with her life?"
Lu Fan's eyes were red and he had reached the critical point of rage.
His face was as cold as frost, and he stared at Wuntaklin: "You are not sure how effective your methods will be on me, a great master of ancient martial arts, so you just want to start with my wife and use my wife's life.
Come in exchange for the corpse of the evil god?"
Anhui Takelin's head hidden under the cloak moved slightly without any evasion, which was regarded as a direct admission.
She had not been in China for a long time and had not really had a head-to-head confrontation with a great master of ancient martial arts. It was rumored that the great master of ancient martial arts in China was physically strong and invulnerable to all poisons. She was worried that if she attacked Lu Fan directly, not only would it not have any effect,
effect, on the contrary, it will scare off the grass and scare the snake.
So he did the next best thing and put poison in Tang Huanxi's coffee, but he didn't expect that by some strange combination of circumstances, Lu Fan would drink it...
However, judging from the effect, the physique of the ancient martial arts master of China was not as terrifying as she imagined. Under the personal arrangement of the evil god-level head-reducing master, he was as fragile as paper!
"I put the rotten bone grass in my coffee."
Anhui Taqin smiled sinisterly and said: "A kind of poisonous grass root in the world that is only grown by our Sara Sect. If it is taken by a mortal or a great master of ancient martial arts, the slowest three days and the fastest three seconds will cause the heart to break and the bones to rot..."
"
"And the antidote can only be prepared by me, Saramon."
"So, your life is in my hands now."
"Hand over the remaining corpses of my master, and I can consider letting you live for a few more days, and then I can take your life after I refine the evil god-level yin weapon."
"otherwise……"
Anhui Taklin chuckled: "I can kill you right now, and then go to the building opposite, capture your wife, feed her the most amazing drug in the world, and then come back to Southeast Asia with me to combine with a living person.
In this way, she can cultivate the living blood mantong of my Salomon in her body, what do you think?"
"Die to me!!!"
Lu Fan roared loudly, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, but a terrifying sound of air tearing erupted in the air, and countless black afterimages came from all directions, attacking Wan Taklin with the force of encirclement and killing.