Chapter 2181
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Seeing this, the middle-aged man was overjoyed, "Yes! Thank you, sect master. This subordinate wishes sect master success! "
The Ten Thousand Poison Hands gathered all the poisons in the world. It was a technique that only the sect master of the Five Poison Sect practiced. If this technique was mastered, no antidote would have any effect!
Even if that person was the Ghost Doctor Fengjiu, he wouldn't be able to find a way to break the Ten Thousand Poison Hands! He would endure it for the time being. Once the sect master mastered the poison technique, it would be their time of death!
On the other side, Hundred Rivers City's Nalan family.
"I heard that the Heavenly Pill Building provoked a lot of enemies again? This time, they seem to have provoked the Five Poison Sect? " The Nalan family head looked at his eldest son sitting in the hall and asked, but who knew that he would only focus on drinking tea and wouldn't even respond.
Nalan Mo Chen held the cup lid and gently scraped the tea as if he didn't hear anything. No one knew what he was thinking.
Nalan Ziyan next to him also had an absent-minded expression. The two brothers didn't even listen to what he was saying. Seeing this, the Nalan family head's face sank. He slammed his hand on the table and asked loudly with his eyes wide open, "What's going on with you two brothers? Didn't you hear me ask you something? Why are you both so absent-minded? "
Hearing this, Nalan Mochen and Nalan Ziyan both raised their heads to look. The former smiled and glanced at Nalan Ziyan, but Nalan Ziyan glanced at them and sighed softly, "Father, you don't have to worry about this matter. Even if the Heavenly Pill Building offended someone, you can't help them, right? It's useless to ask so much and talk so much. "
His voice paused and his face was full of worry. He glanced at his elder brother, "If I was as strong as big brother, I wouldn't be sitting here worrying."
Nalan Family's Head was stunned when he heard this, "What are you talking about? What are you worrying about? I haven't even talked about you yet! Recently, you've been running to the Feng Manor every few days. Tell me honestly, what have you been doing? "
Hearing this, Mo Chen narrowed his eyes and glanced at Nalan Ziyan, "Running to the Feng Manor every few days? Are you really interested in Leng Shuang? It seems like you didn't take my words to heart. "
"Brother, you can't say that. I …" Before Nalan Ziyan finished speaking, he was interrupted.
Bang!
"What's going on? What do you mean by having feelings for Leng Shuang? You little bastard, did you take a fancy to that black-clothed woman by Fengjiu's side, Leng Shuang? Are you tired of living? How dare you have designs on her people? I think you've been living too comfortably recently, so you want to suffer a little, right? "
Nalan Family's Patriarch heavily slammed his palm on the table. He stood up angrily and pointed at his second son, cursing loudly.
"Big brother …" Nalan Ziyan looked at Mo Chen, hoping that he would help say something.
"Don't look at me. There's nothing I can do."
After taking a sip of tea, he put down the teacup and stood up. He raised his hand and patted his robe, coldly saying, "I've only been in seclusion for a while, and there's been a lot of trouble. Especially when I didn't go into seclusion, nothing happened. Once I went into seclusion, I broke my promise to Fengjiu."
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