"Seventh Sister is still young, such a precious thing, it's better to hand it over to Second Brother for safekeeping." Ye Feng Ru's smile was still warm.
He stretched out his hand and slowly placed it on Ye Qing Luo's shoulder.
Like a brother, loving his sister, he patted her on the shoulder.
His arm, up and down.
Ye Qing Luo's eyes turned cold and just as his arm was about to fall, the hand holding the feather fan flipped over and pressed against Ye Feng Ru's arm.
At the same time, Ye Feng Ru's figure retreated a few steps.
That extended arm, the powder hidden in the gaps of his nails, scattered down like smoke.
"You dare to poison Qing Luo!" Qiao Jin's expression was extremely ugly as he clenched the gold coin darts in his hand, as though the moment the command was given, he would absolutely fight to the death with the other party.
Poison!
The young mercenaries' expressions changed immediately as they looked at Ye Feng Ru with vigilance and disgust.
Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes in interest.
She should be glad that her nose was sensitive and when she got close to Ye Feng Ru, she could smell the faint herbal smell on him.
This was the herbal smell that an alchemist would have on them.
But the smell on Ye Feng Ru was not like an ordinary alchemist's fragrance.
But it was a kind of …. strange smell.
Very faint, very faint, almost undetectable.
If she didn't guess wrongly, Ye Feng Ru should not be an orthodox alchemist, but a dark alchemist.
The so called dark alchemist was not like ordinary alchemists who refined those kinds of stabilizing pills to raise their profound grade, heal injuries etc. What they refined were all kinds of strange and complicated poisons.
Like Soul Chasing powder, Corpse Dissolving powder etc, were all refined by dark alchemists.
"Seventh Sister's reaction is really fast, no wonder Eldest Sister lost to you." Ye Feng Ru didn't seem to be flustered from being caught red-handed poisoning.
He only gave a gentle smile as he wiped off the powder hidden in his fingernails, "But no matter how fast Seventh Sister's reaction is, no matter how powerful you are, I'm afraid …. you won't be able to fight against four people."
His tone, was gentle and indifferent.
Those thirty over Death God Mercenary Group's mercenaries, cooperated as they took a step forward.
How could Qiao Jin and the rest fall behind as they also took a step forward.
Ye Feng Ru swept them a glance as his brows couldn't conceal the disdain in his eyes, "Moreover, you still have a bunch of burdens behind you, I'm sure Seventh Sister won't bear for them to get into trouble."
Burdens?
The young mercenaries' expressions turned extremely ugly as they gritted their teeth and stared at Burdens.
This seemingly cultured and refined man, why was his words so irritating!
Ye Ye, Ye Ye, Ye, Ye, Feng, Feng, Ye, Feng, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye.
That pair of enchanting and charming eyes, like the bright stars in the sky, flowed with charm.
Under the illumination of the luminous pearl, it seemed to flow with an extremely captivating charm.
Even Ye Fengru was momentarily absent-minded.
His gentle brows, overflowed with gloominess as he lost his patience, "Second Brother is only advising Seventh Sister, a wise man submits to circumstances, to save yourself unnecessary trouble. If we were to start a fight, where are you injured, and how many of you die, Seventh Sister will feel heartache, isn't that so?"
Ye Qing Luo seemed as though she had heard a joke, as her slender fingers covered her pink lips, as her long and narrow eyes outlined a sneer of ridicule, "Second Brother, did you really think that only you know how to poison?"
She, who was under Ghost Doctor's tutelage and had the Hundred Pill Refining ability, wasn't some orthodox alchemist.
She had dabbled in stabilizing pills, or poisons and the like.
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