C151 (1/2)

Long Haikong looked around and his heart jumped. He already knew what was wrong with this place, he did not see any merchants on the left or right of this place, but there were three or four of them drinking here, and they did not talk much, but they had been talking for a long time.

What kind of place was a merchant that was hard to drink? Yet, he came here to drink. How could there be so much talk between them?

When Long Haikong mentioned the zhenqi, he suddenly felt a soft sensation all over his body, as though several pairs of eyes had unintentionally glanced at him. No one made a sound, and Long Haikong calmly said: ”Scophthalmus, cook another dish for me, I am in a good mood today, so let's drink more!”

Scophthalmus promised, and turned to leave.

The process was very difficult, but fortunately, the Divine Dragon Inner Art and mental cultivation methods were unparalleled in the world, and his foundation was also incomparably firm. Slowly clearing the path of the zhenqi, wherever the zhenqi went, his body would disperse, just like a small stream, slowly gathering and growing along the way, and gradually driving his body into his left arm. What he needed now was time, as long as he was given another incense's worth of time, he would be able to expel all the energy in his body. At that time, these merchants, Scophthalmus and the owner would have to reveal their true colors! He hoped that they would think highly of him and take a longer time to figure out the effects of the body medicine. The process of using the body medicine happened in his body, and he could not be seen from the outside, so the people beside him had no way of knowing what this heroic Mo Zi was thinking.

This person was still brimming with energy and vigor. After drinking so much, he did not seem to be exhausted at all.

Suddenly, a middle aged man stood up and went over to Long Haikong to say: ”Brother sure has a lot of alcohol! My favorite friend with good alcohol capacity. I have come to offer you a bowl of wine. ”Please!”

How could Long Haikong still drink? He could only decline, ”Since the dishes have arrived, how about Brother wait for a while?”

The middle-aged man said angrily: ”Brother, you shouldn't have drank so many jars just now. You can't even drink a single bowl right now? Who would believe that? Could it be that you are looking down on me? ”

The middle aged man took advantage of his drunkenness and extended his hand to grab at Long Haikong.

Long Haikong swept his gaze across them as his fingers moved like hooks. He was obviously from the martial arts world. Seems like they couldn't wait any longer. Long Haikong sighed slightly, waved his left hand, causing a palm to hit the middle-aged man's face. The poison in his hand also seeped into the middle-aged man's skin after this attack. A faint red handprint appeared on the face of the middle-aged man and he collapsed onto the ground.

This move, caught everyone by surprise. In an instant, four figures flashed and surrounded Long Haikong.

An old man said sharply, ”This brother offers you a toast. It's fine if you don't want to drink it, but why kill him? ”How can I let such a savage and vicious criminal let you live?!”

Long Haikong laughed coldly: ”You do not need to put on an act. ”You two are in the wine, how could I not know? Tell me the truth, who are you two?”

The four of them looked at each other, and the old man suddenly laughed: ”divine dragon descendant is indeed well-deserved. Now, you can surrender. ”

”drop red tear? Moonworshiper Church's drop red tear? ” Long Haikong gazed at him intently, and said slowly: ”You are all from the Moonworshiper Church!”

The old man laughed: ”You have good experience! Since you know of the name of the 'drop red tear', then you should know that there is no path for you today! ”

This kind of body that was colorless and odorless, after being poisoned, his entire body would be powerless, his martial arts would be lost, and his body would be entangled with weakness, just like a virgin falling to the ground red. His body would be sore or itchy, and he would be powerless. Are they going to kill him? Or to catch him? When he struck out with his palm just now, a small part of the poison had already been expelled, but because of the circulation of his energy, the poison had quickly flowed back through his arm. Under the obstruction of the zhenqi, it hovered three inches away from his left elbow. He still needed time! He was extremely experienced, and his face seemed to have given up all resistance to reveal his frustration. He slowly said, ”Why do you all want to do this? Ever since I came out of the Jianghu, I did not kill a single disciple of the Moonworshiper Church.

The old man stared at him. ”We need something!”