Broken Night - Chapter 116

[Chapter One Hundred and Twelve – Slap to Death]

Broken Night

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Chapter 112 – Slap to death with a slap,

Pingqing said plainly: “After the tattoo artist reaches the three palaces, the three palaces are formed endlessly, and they have a certain resistance to various toxins. Therefore, generally The magic pill or poison pill can not have much effect on the tattooed person above the third palace level. However, if this pill is melted in water, the tattooed person in the third palace level will fall into hallucinations and lose consciousness if they drink it. “Powerful.”

“It’s a little less effective for tattoo artists. After all, tattoo artists focus on tattoo power and spiritual awareness. Probably, it can only have a partial impact on tattoo artists in the ten-pattern realm.”

Ping Qing’s words were slow, but it was With a strong self-confidence in the bland.

After he finished speaking, he nodded, looked at Murong Jie, closed the wooden box, and threw it back: “This pill is indeed a good magic pill, it seems that Young Master Murong has a unique insight into the magic path, which is why he is able to achieve enlightenment in Pill Enlightenment. To make such a magic pill. My generation should take Murong son as a model and be proficient in the way of alchemy.”

Murong Jie took it with a smile: “Xie Ping’s son Guandan!” But his heart was not so calm, he already knew that the Ping family alchemy was all over the world. Wushuang just thought that Pingqing could not identify pills with divine sense because he had not yet reached his realm.

But he didn’t expect him to be so skilled in the cultivation of medicinal pills, and he could identify pills just by looking at its shape and smelling its breath.

And the spectators in the restaurant below were even more uproar, and were even more in awe of the Heike subconsciously.

As expected of the most talented son of the Ping family, Pingqing, he has a very deep understanding of the alchemy path. If it is not limited to his cultivation, he might be able to refine such near-third-order medicinal herbs as Murong Jie did. Some people even believe that when Ping is the best. After the Qing broke through the Xiantian Palace, he may even become a master of the Dao of Alchemy directly under the accumulation of thin hair!

Murong Jie kept calm, he knew in his heart what the problem was.

The so-called alchemy Ping family, the Ping family is unparalleled in the world of alchemy.

It is really unwise to want to attack the enemy’s strength in this way.

On the contrary, the Murong family is not good at alchemy, but medicine.

You should attack the enemy with this.

After thinking for a while, a decision has been made in his heart.

A smile appeared on Murongjie’s face again: ”

Young Master Ping is very good at alchemy, and I admire him. I just want to ask you about something.” Murong Jie smiled heartily:

”

A month ago, I was entrusted by the family to go to Huihong to treat a child of the Hong family.”

Hearing the names of Huihong and the Hong family, the spectators below became even more excited.

Huihong is also one of the five cities, and the Hong family is one of the most prestigious and famous in the world. It is said that the South is known for its strong boxing skills and tattooists.

Listening to these arguments made them feel closer to the world of that tattoo.

“The child’s left foot palace where he was tattooed was severely damaged because he went abroad to practice.”

“Everyone in the audience knows that the place where the tattoo is entered is very important for the tattoo artist.

” Fierce, the sharp claws broke the tattoo on his left foot.”

“I don’t know what would happen if Mr. Ping met him?”

Pingqing frowned, “Why is the tattoo? Where is it?

” : “The tattoo is [Lang Tao], the family heritage of the Hong family. The position where the disciple carved the tattoo is in front of the calf.”

Ping Qing still did not answer, and asked again: “The degree of damage?”

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Most of the time .”

Even everyone present can guess the danger in it.

The engraving of the palace into the pattern is about the fusion of external forces into one’s own body for the purpose of transforming oneself.

Because of the external force, it is only when you reach a balance in your body that you can be driven by the tattoo force.

If the pattern is broken, it will be a disaster for every pattern user, not to mention more than half of the pattern that has been destroyed.

Pingqing remained silent, frowning, as if thinking hard.

Seeing Pingqing’s appearance, the youths of the Murong faction all looked proud.

On the contrary, the Heike faction showed anxiety.

Murong Jie still had a gentle expression, as if everything was under control.

The Youping faction couldn’t see it, and sneered: “I don’t know how Murong Young Master will deal with it in the end, can that Hong family disciple survive?” The other young people from the Heping faction all smiled and echoed: “Yes, if Murong is the last one. If Young Master

Ping can’t do anything, it’s reasonable for Young Master Ping to think of a countermeasure.” Murong Jie

chuckled

again: “Of course that Hong family disciple survived.”

With the lines, the connection between the person’s left foot and the rest of the five palaces is isolated. Then the limb is directly amputated!”

Hearing the amputation, the faces of these aristocratic children showed a pale color.

But in addition to being pale, he also felt a burst of admiration for Murong Jie’s decisiveness.

Although bloody, but in that case it is indeed a race against time, and if it is slow for a moment, it will be life-threatening.

Although Murongjie’s move caused the tattooed person to lose a limb, he could still save his life.

Pingqing was still frowning, he opened his eyes and looked at Murongjie: “Brother Murong’s move…it’s not right.”

Murongjie’s face condensed with a smile, looking at Pingqing: “What’s wrong? I also ask Master Ping for advice. The

brows on Ping Qing’s face didn’t loosen: “Ping just thought it was inappropriate, but he didn’t think of the real solution. It’s just that Ping faintly felt that there was a better solution.”

Murong Jie smiled when he heard the words: “At that time The situation is critical, and even the slightest delay is life-threatening. Does Mr. Ping think that such healing is like alchemy, which can be refined slowly and carefully?”

Ping Qing also nodded slowly when he heard the words: “Brother Murong said very well, Ping is not good at it. Doctor, it’s Ping’s or not.” Hearing Ping Qing’s frank confession of his mistakes, both the lower-level spectators and the young people of Murong’s faction showed admiration.

They are the most outstanding young generation in Pingnan City, and their self-confidence and even self-esteem are extremely strong.

But it’s not an easy task to make such a public confession.

Murong Jie also felt that the scene was not right, and immediately smiled aggressively and said, “Young Master Ping’s words are inappropriate. Our city in Pingnan is world-famous for both alchemy and medicine. As the representative of the Ping family, you can’t only be good at alchemy. I

‘m not good at medicine.”

Although Murong Jie’s words were aggressive, they were not without reason.

Some of the lower-level spectators nodded their heads and said yes. They came to Pingnan because of their reputation, and there were also doctors among them.

If you are only good at alchemy, where do you put a doctor or tattoo doctor?

Under Murong Jie’s words, the entire restaurant was silent, and needles could be heard.

It seemed that everyone was lost in thought, as if they were looking forward to how Young Master Ping would respond to Murong Jie’s tit-for-tat words.

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“Chewing, chewing, chewing… the absurdity of the world! Such amputation will ruin the life of the tattooed person. To be able to say it so loudly, I am really convinced.” An untimely voice sounded, and he continued Accompanied by the sound of chewing, as if the mouth is eating something.

The people at the lower level looked subconsciously, and saw a bald boy biting a pig’s trotter with one hand, and talking with a greasy face: “If such an idiot dares to stand in front of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will definitely slap him to death… Hey, old man, what are you doing? Don’t eat.”