"That's it! How did you know that you can't detoxify? Who are you?"

"Come on, arrest this girl!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

A group of men in black surrounded Su Luo, their eyes showing fierce light and murderous intent!

When they finally came out of despair and raised hope for their lives, someone suddenly stood up and poured cold water on them. You can imagine how angry they are now!

However, when so many strong men stared at him with murderous eyes, and these strong men clapped their hands and could beat Su Luo into meat dumps, Su Luo actually laughed.

She turned her head and smiled faintly at Feng Songyuan: "What I said is true, you have to believe me."

Feng Songyuan frowned. He didn't understand what reliance Su Luo relied on and dared to be so calm.

However, he still asked: "Why?"

Su Luo smiled faintly: "Didn't you say, keep the blood of our spiritual people waiting to spread the stone gate? Then don't waste it, otherwise, if there is not enough blood, wouldn't it be a waste?"

"You don't have to worry about this!"

Su Luo still smiled and said, "Aren't I afraid of you wasting it? Why don't you do this? You can send someone to get some blood from Mu Qing first and try to see if it can be detoxified. Don't take off your hands and feet as soon as you come up. It will be difficult to cut off your legs and feet and then put them back. Isn't it a waste?"

Wang Mu and Wen Huandong really admire Su Luo for his death.

Although these Shura Realm people who came to save their ancestor Feng, they had a little bit of personality and behavior, were really strong. Each of them had the strength of at least the same as Teacher Meiyan, and they were not something that a few of them could withstand.

But Su Luo really has the courage!

In front of these strong men, she smiled so calmly, spoke without being quick or slow.

Feng Songyuan had to admit that Su Luo was right and no one could guarantee that the girl's blood could detoxify.

So, Feng Songyuan flew over and Feng Jiuming understood.

With a stroke of his dagger, he cut off a bowl of bright red blood from Mu Qing's wrist.

Mu Qing had already lost blood. If she did this, she would be even more sleepy and her health value would decisively drop one square.

Feng Jiuming walked to Feng Songyuan with the bowl of blood.

Feng Songyuan said: "I'll do it!"

Of course no one has any objection.

Among all, Feng Songyuan is the strongest, and he is the one who is most sensitive to his nerves, and the decision-making power is in his hands.

Everyone looked at Feng Songyuan expectantly.

However, no one noticed that a cold smile appeared on the corner of Su Luo's mouth at this moment.

Su Luo has been carefully calculated.

She fed Mu Qing blood, but because Mu Qing's health is very low and her blood runs slowly, she can only run to the stomach of the Dantian at best. As for her wrist, the blood containing Su Luo's blood still cannot go.

Therefore, the blood that Feng Songyuan drank was actually Mu Qing's own blood. What effect could it do?

Sure enough, Feng Songyuan drank blood and meditated, but soon, he opened his eyes, with a hint of blue and white on his face. He looked depressed and shook his head in disappointment: "...No."

The words "simple" were slashed on everyone's heads like thunder!

No?! Why can't it?! Why isn't she poisoned?!

Feng Songyuan said: "Her blood is poisonous, but because she is injured and the blood runs slowly, so the signs of poisoning appear the slowest."
Chapter completed!