C553 Death of yakichi (2/2)

Fructus Artemisiae lost both hands and his temper became extremely weird: ”What? He didn't dare to raise his head? Are you afraid of seeing that I don't have a hand? Do you want to laugh? Are you afraid that I will see it?! ”

Chen Tao immediately knelt on the ground and said: ”Disciple does not dare, Master, please calm your anger.”

Fructus Artemisiae once again kicked Chen Tao out of the room. ”Scram! It's all because of you! If you could have dealt with Fang Yang earlier, would you have caused so much trouble? Trash!

Wasn't Gongbu going to look for Fang Yang? If you don't want to follow, then what are you doing here! Do you think that I didn't die fast enough! ”

”I would not dare. After I deliver the medicine to Master, I will immediately rush over.” Chen Tao did not dare say anything as he endured the pain and quickly ran out.

Ever since Fructus Artemisiae was injured, Chen Tao had become his target of venting. Chen Tao did not dare to retaliate, and could only wait on him.

After kicking Chen Tao out of the room, Fructus Artemisiae's anger had dissipated by quite a bit. Looking at the medicine bowl on the table, a trace of resentment flashed across his eyes.

”Fang Yang! Fang Zhenming, one day, I will make you two kneel in front of me and sing a song of conquest! ”

Speaking of spirits of grievance, Fructus Artemisiae sat down at the table, placed his mouth on the medicine bowl and raised his head, drinking all the medicine in one gulp.

Just as he placed the medicine bowl down, he saw Fructus Artemisiae's face quickly turn black. Without even saying a word, he collapsed to the ground with a loud crash. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at the medicine bowl that had fallen to the ground!

Chen Tao stood outside the door and calculated the time. He used a special poison, it was said that one gram could poison ten elephants!

Chen Tao carefully opened the door to his room after delaying the effects of the medicine for ten minutes, just in time to see Fructus Artemisiae lying on the floor with grievances.

Just a moment ago, he had been alive and lively, but now he had suddenly become a cold corpse. The ups and downs of the human world were truly hard to fathom.

Chen Tao used the dust on his feet to kick Fructus Artemisiae, who was gradually becoming harder and harder. After confirming that Fructus Artemisiae was dead, he started to crazily punch and kick Fructus Artemisiae's corpse, his eyes filled with the joy of revenge.

”Old fart, aren't you very arrogant? Aren't you treating me like a dog? If you have the ability, then jump up and hit me? Get up! ”

After madly venting for more than ten minutes, Chen Tao finally stopped as he panted heavily. His eyes were bloodshot and he said venomously: ”Don't worry, I won't let you off so easily! After tormenting me for thirty years, if I live, I will take your land. I will only repay you when you die!

Once I've taken care of your body, we can stay here forever. ”Whenever I'm unhappy, you're my best punching bag!”

With a kick of his leg, kicked away Fructus Artemisiae's body and began to search through his room unrestrainedly. He had really found a lot of good things, causing the smile on his face to grow even wider.

The shrewdness of the first life of the Fructus Artemisiae, able to scheme against the hemp vein and Fumenes, had never imagined that he would actually die at the hands of his own son! This was simply ridiculing him.

They had always viewed Fang Yang as their life's greatest enemy, and normally speaking, Chen Tao should follow Gongbo to look for Fang Yang. If that was really the case, then Fang Yang would probably be in a lot of trouble.

Who knew that because of the change in emotions caused by the loss of Fructus Artemisiae's hands, Chen Tao would be unable to endure it any longer and actually make his move ahead of time, missing the best opportunity to kill Fang Yang.

If Chen Tao and the Fructus Artemisiae from the underworld knew the truth, how would they feel? He believed that the expression on his face would be very interesting.

As for the High Lama, he had come to find Chen Tao to be his lance to begin with. Even if he died, it would not affect Chen Tao in the slightest.

On the roof of the Yangming Hotel, under Wang Qiang's, Ji Ping's and Gong Qianqian's watch, after running for three rounds, Fang Yang finally opened his eyes. He leaned against the wall and stood up: ”It seems that he has yet to recover.