Chapter 870 (1/2)

Ye Ziheng opens the storage ring in front of the three warriors and takes out some spiritual herbs. Then he sits cross legged and begins to refine the pills by using Nianhuo.

Looking at this scene, the three warriors don't understand what ye Ziheng is going to do, but their intuition tells them that no matter what they do, it won't be good for them.

Before long, ye Ziheng finished refining a furnace of pills, and three purple pills appeared in his hands.

Ye Ziheng shows a faint smile and looks at the three.

”I'm giving you a chance to tell me who sent you, and I'll spare you.”

But after hearing this, the three martial artists showed firm eyes one after another. It seems that no matter what ye Ziheng did, they could not betray the people who sent them.

Ye Ziheng saw this, and there was nothing to say, so he shrugged and took a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of one of the warriors.

Wuzhe knows that ye Ziheng can't give him good food, so he closes his mouth tightly, as if he hopes to fight against ye Ziheng.

But to this, ye Ziheng can only say, ”you are still too young.”

Then ye Ziheng raised his other hand, put his palm on his scalp, put his thumb on his nose, and pulled hard. The warrior's mouth was opened easily.

Without saying anything, ye Ziheng directly threw a pill into his mouth, then coagulated a wave of anger in his hand and forced him to swallow it.

”Cough, cough”

the warrior coughed twice with a red face and looked at ye Ziheng, his eyes full of anger.

”Don't daydream. If you kill me and feed me poison pills, I won't tell you any useful information!”

Ye Ziheng smiled at this and said.