"Well … this time, you won't be soft-hearted?" The Old Poison Creature chuckled, "That's good. Just because of your words, I'll have that girl Shuang Er bring you some trash. You don't need to bring anything too good to deal with the Ye Family."
"Senior Sister went back to Poisons?" Qin Lang asked.
The Old Poison Creature frowned and snorted, "She's just a girl. Why call her Senior Sister? She's not my disciple! You're the Successor Disciple of Poisons. Your identity is there. She's just a girl. At best, she's your maidservant. How can you call her Senior Sister! "
"Old Poison Creature, why are you so inflexible!" Qin Lang said seriously, "Although Senior Sister Shuang Er isn't your disciple, she's still a member of Poisons. Moreover, she entered the sect earlier than I did. So, I should call her Senior Sister. What's more, Senior Sister serves you diligently without complaint. Can't you treat Senior Sister a little better? "
"How can I allow you to guide me!" The Old Poison Creature said with dissatisfaction, "In short, in front of me, you should know your place. You're my Successor Disciple and the future Sect Master of Poisons. Of course, you should have a bit of a Sect Master's style. A maidservant is a maidservant, a poison slave is a poison slave. If you don't know your place and don't know your place, how will you revitalize Poisons in the future … "
"Alright, I beg you not to talk about revitalizing Poisons. In short, I won't call Senior Sister Shuang Er Senior Sister in front of you, okay? Back to the main topic, what good things do you plan to have Shuang Er bring me? "Qin Lang couldn't help but ask.
"There's a lot of things on our Five Poisons Mountain. Although I haven't personally taken care of it all these years, with that girl Shuang Er looking after it, there should be some powerful things on this Five Poisons Mountain. Although they aren't worthy of my attention, they should be enough to deal with the trash from the Ye Clan. "After speaking, the old poisonous creature blew a sharp whistle towards the outside.
A moment later, a black bird flew into the room and landed in Old Poison Creature's hand. This black bird was only slightly larger than a sparrow. Its entire body was as black as ink, and its beak was abnormally sharp, just like an eagle's beak. It gave off the feeling that this little bird was not a vegetarian, but a type of bird of prey in the sky. Qin Lang naturally recognized this bird. This bird was called the Black Cloud Vulture. Like the Blood Crow, it was a bird of prey raised by Poisons. However, with the decline of the Poisons, the number of Black Cloud Vultures decreased sharply. Now, there were only a few pairs of Black Cloud Vultures left in the Poisons' mountain. Although the Black Cloud Vultures were small, their ferocity was no less than any eagle or vulture. However, when they hunted, they did not move alone, but in groups. Because of their large numbers, fast speed, and very sharp claws and beaks, they flew like a black cloud. Wherever they passed, it was as if a black cloud was pressing down on a city. It was very fierce.
Now, the Black Cloud Vultures could only become the old poisonous creature's messenger tool because the Poisons' mountain could not be contacted by mobile phones or telephones. The Black Cloud Vultures were the best and fastest way. In addition, compared to mobile phones or telephones, in the old poisonous creature's opinion, using a primitive thing like the Black Cloud Vulture to send messages was obviously safer and more reliable.
Qin Lang didn't know what "good things" the old poisonous creature would have Shuang Er's world bring him, but since the old poisonous creature thought that it could solve the problem, then Qin Lang was not so worried.
Everything was ready. He just needed to wait for Qin Lang to get the "weapon" the old poisonous creature gave him, and then everything would be solved.
Although the old poison monster promised to help, Qin Lang didn't just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. He still made meticulous preparations for tomorrow's' transaction '. He began to take inventory of all kinds of poisons, healing medicines, hidden weapons, and so on. It was necessary to sharpen one's spear at the last minute.
Unknowingly, the old poisonous creature had left.
Qin Lang knew that if the old poisonous creature said he would not help, then he would not help. It was already very good that the old poisonous creature was willing to take out some things for Qin Lang to use.
Qin Lang prepared in an orderly manner, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield, cleaning up his guns and ammunition. To Qin Lang, there would be a tough battle tomorrow, completely different from the last time at Qing Yun Hill. This time the Ye family would definitely be fully prepared and would even send out some tyrannical experts. If Qin Lang wanted to rescue Ma Zhenyong again, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven!
At about seven o 'clock in the evening, Qin Lang's cell phone rang.
It was an unknown number. Qin Lang was a little vigilant. After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the answer button. However, Qin Lang did not take the initiative to speak, but waited for the other party to speak.
"Mr. Qin?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded.
"You are?"
"Oh, I'm Tang Zhenggang." On the phone, Tang Zhenggang's tone sounded very humble. Yes, humble. It seemed that Tang Zhenggang was very careful when speaking to Qin Lang.
In Qin Lang's impression, this old guy was very arrogant. However, since the last time he detoxified Tang Qianyuan, this old guy seemed to have changed in front of him, which made Qin Lang a little puzzled.
"Mr. Tang, what can I do for you?" Qin Lang responded with the same attitude.
"Mr. Qin, it's like this. My uncle is seriously injured, and the injury is quite serious —"
"Will he die?" Qin Lang directly interrupted Tang Zhenggang's words, appearing a little impatient. This was because Qin Lang was currently thinking about how to rescue Ma Zhenyong. As for Tang Zhenggang's uncle's life or death, Qin Lang did not care at all. Even if Tang Zhenggang's father was seriously injured, what did it have to do with Qin Lang, much less Tang Zhenggang's uncle?
"This..." Tang Zhenggang was momentarily at a loss for words. The flames of anger in his heart burned fiercely. However, Tang Zhenggang quickly suppressed his anger and suppressed it. This was because Tang Zhenggang suddenly remembered that this' Mr Qin 'could be the successor of the Medicine Sect. It was only natural for a member of the' Sect 'generation to be arrogant in front of others.
Arrogant because of his talent.
Naturally, he would be arrogant because of his talent and background.
Thinking of Qin Lang's impressive background, Tang Zhenggang's anger turned into further humility. He smiled apologetically and said, "Mr. Qin, you must be joking. Although my uncle is seriously injured, it's not life-threatening."
Although Qin Lang was a little impatient, he remembered that Tang Zhenggang was a direct descendant of the Tangmen. Moreover, Tang Zhenggang's current attitude was so humble that one would not hit a smiling person. Qin Lang was embarrassed to go too far, so he said, "Since his life is not in danger, your Tangmen also have doctors. There should be a way to solve it. If there's really no other way, you can send him to the hospital."
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