Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 60: Yao Dan

At this time, Bai Wuqiu opened his mouth and said, "Old guy, have you instructed Zhen Yuan'er to do something wrong again? It's not that Lao Tzu said you, that's someone's disciple, how can you use it so easily? Don't wink at Lao Tzu. , I always say something, never hide it..."

Without waiting for the explanation, Wu Mian glanced at the old guy and said, "You asked Zhao Zhenyuan to contact Wu Yingxiong, right?"

After hearing Wu Mian's words, Gui Bugui was stunned for a moment. The old guy couldn't imagine how the white-haired man guessed Wu Yingxiong's body. Immediately he laughed and said, "I know that nothing can be hidden from you. After you went to guard Han Zhen, the child of Zhenyuan told me through a voice transmission that when he was in Kunming, Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, once promised a heavy gift. I want to buy Zhen Yuan to take care of Wu Yingxiong secretly. I will take care of the old man and let Zhen Yuan contact Wu Yingxiong..."

When talking about this, Guibugui paused, looked at the person and the demon in front of him, and continued: "In the past few days, the old man, I will make a list of all the genius treasures that Wu Sangui will take away. There are a total of Among the three hundred and seventy-nine genius treasures, there are 69 genius treasures that the God Lord needs to refine. I don’t believe Wu Sangui has cleaned them up. Trouble Zhenyuan to find all those treasures..."

After hearing the words of returning home, Bai Wuqiu frowned and said, "Is there such a thing? Then why didn't Zhen Yuan'er make it clear just now. Let Lao Tzu go to Wu Sangui to reason with him, his son and Lao Tzu will beat him up. Well, it's not bad for the old turtle himself."

"Stupid boy, stay by my side of the old man, you still have great use." Gui Bugui smiled and continued: "This matter is best handled by this boy, Zhenyuan, silly boy, you, Ren San and the two of us are too close. The monks all over the world know that the four of us are together, but the true essence is different. He is Wu Mian's disciple, and he has never experienced storms when he is young, so it is safest to buy him..."

While speaking, the old guy changed the subject himself. After a pause, he said again: "By the way, what happened to Han Zhen? I forgot to ask him after being disturbed like this. There are still a few things I need to know from his mouth..."

"Han Zhen..." After Wu Mian glanced at the return, he continued: "I have to slow down with him, I added a little injury to him, and I won't be able to wake up for a while..."

"You hurt him?" Gui Bugui was stunned for a moment, another ominous feeling in his heart. Then he continued: "You said you won't be able to wake up for a while, but you won't be able to wake up forever, right? The God of Plague died inexplicably. If this matter is not cleared up, he will die..."

I haven't finished talking about returning home, and suddenly I heard a milky voice from under my feet: "Old guy, come down and have a look... We Ginseng thought this surnamed Han was asleep, so he No way. The injustice has the head and the debt has the owner, you can't put this fate on our ginseng. If you want to fight with Xu Fu, you have to be a witness for our ginseng..."

After listening to Xiao Ren San's words, he looked at Wu Mian again when he returned, and saw that the white-haired man didn't seem to hear it. After rolling his eyelids and looking at the old guy, he said, "He can't die, I'm measured..."

I can't believe Wu Mian's sense of proportion. He hurriedly used the method of teleportation with Bai Wuqiu, and instantly came to the underground dark room. Seeing that among the pile of genius treasures, Han Zhen was lying on the ground with his back to the sky. Blood flowed out of his seven holes continuously. Originally, Han Zhen was seriously injured. This time, the injury was added to the injury. It seemed that only his last breath was left, and he was about to die after this breath. Han Zhen, who was in a coma, did not forget to hold his lower abdomen tightly with both hands, as if this was the wound that Wu Mian hit.

Xiao Ren San stood beside Han Zhen and said, "Our ginseng just came down to replace Wu Mian, and we thought he was asleep and didn't call him. I just suddenly felt that this surnamed Han was out of breath. That's why I asked you to come down and have a look..."

Guibugui checked the wound for Han Zhen, and seeing that Wu Mian didn't come down with him, he said to Han Zhen, who was half a breath, "You too...you can't just lie down, but you have to go. Annoying the white-haired one. Now I know he's not easy to mess with..."

While talking, the old guy tore Han Zhen's clothes and moved his hands away to check if there were any other wounds on his body. Suddenly, Han Fangshi's lower abdomen bulged a bulging little bag, and he reached out and pressed it on it.

Finding this bulge, a strange expression appeared on Gui Bugui's face. The old guy didn't speak, and found a short sword among the genius treasures and magic weapons around him. This short sword was a ritual weapon attached to Bai Lixi, the first person in the artifact refining process.

After pulling out the dagger and cutting open the bulge in Han Zhen's lower abdomen, an egg-sized ball fell out of it.

Almost as soon as the ball fell out, Han Jin suddenly opened his eyes. The man who was only one breath longer than the dead seemed to be crazy, and reached out to grab the **** ball. But he was kicked down again by Bai Wuqiu, and said: "You are about to die, so it's still dishonest! Believe it or not, I will kill you with one foot..."

Being stepped on the ground by Bai Wuqiu, Han Zhen had no strength to resist. That's it, he still stretched out his hand and grabbed the air beside Gui Bugui, and kept saying, "My... Give it back to me... I bought it with my life... Give it to me... …”

The old guy carefully clamped the ball with both hands. After rubbing the blood off Han Zhen's clothes, he said this time: "Old man, I just said that you have nothing to say, so you want to You want to transform into a demon... This demon pill was buried in your body by the **** of plague. You took advantage of him to bury the demon pill and you were exhausted, and then you did it, the old man, I said right... …”

When Gui Bugui was talking, Han Zhen kept shaking his head. Hearing the old guy finished speaking, he hurriedly continued: "You bury the demon pill in me... I'll tell you everything. , as long as you return the demon pill to me... if you don't return it to me, it will be too late..."

If the demon pill is exposed in the air for a long time, it will lose its demon power. Looking at Han Zhen's non-stop mourning, Gui Bugui sighed, and then stuffed the ball into Han Zhen's lower abdomen wound. Just as the demon pill returned to Han Zhen's body, Han Zhen, who was still mourning just now, fell to the ground weakly. The sweat and blood on his body were already mixed together, and a foul smell of blood filled the dark room.

While Han Zhen was still awake, Bai Wuqiu said, "Old guy, this is the demon pill of our monsters? It looks so disgusting, who told Lao Tzu that the inner pill is the stone inside our monster? Lao Tzu thinks Get up, it's what you said old guy..."

"The inner alchemy is a dan stone formed by the condensed demonic energy in the demon's body. It is no problem to say it is a stone." Gui Bugui smiled and glanced at the wound on Han Zhen's lower abdomen. Then he continued: "There are various types of demon pills. I have seen the old man with his own eyes. There is an inner pill that looks like a gas mass. Silly boy, there must be an inner pill in the body of a big demon like you. It's just that the inner pill With the change of the wind, it will slowly solidify, and the completely petrified inner core will dissipate, and it will be a decoration at most."

While speaking, Gui Bugui found a slap-sized spar among the genius treasures beside him. The old guy held the spar tightly in his hand, and then the spar turned into a water-like liquid. Drop by drop splashed onto Han Zhen's face.

After being agitated by the liquid formed from the spar, Han Zhen opened his eyes again. His first reaction was to reach out and touch the wound on his stomach. Sure enough, he felt his bulging bulge in the blood.

At this time, Han Zhen let out a long breath. Then he said to Guibugui: "You don't need to ask, I will say it myself..."