But whether Zhao Ganyu made a promise or raised his head to swear, Si Wanjue's attitude was extremely firm. He thought that none of these words had any practical effect. He showed a kind smile on his face and asked Zhao Ganyu in a gentle and soft voice, little monster, do you think it's better to cut off your left hand or your right hand?

Zhao Ganyu looked puzzled at the time.

Then, Si Wanjue said nothing...

Zhao Ganyu was knocked out and threw it into a water tank full of poisonous insects. Fortunately, the insects were dead. However, every time Zhao Ganyu woke up, he felt like he had a dangerous nightmare. As soon as he opened his eyes, he fainted again. He still felt that dreaming was better than opening his eyes to face the old poison.

I don’t know how many times I encountered such a thing during this period, but Zhao Ganyu didn’t want to recall it anymore. Because Si Wanjue’s inhumane viciousness had penetrated into Zhao Ganyu’s bone marrow. He finally knew why this place was hated so much, and why there were so many enemies...

It turns out that everything was not accidental, it was all the sins committed by Si Wanjue!

"Ahem! Little brother!" An old voice sounded in Zhao Ganyu's ears. Zhao Ganyu looked up and saw that it turned out to be a centenarian with white hair, white hair, white eyebrows and white beard.

The old man had a kind face, which reminded Zhao Ganyu of Si Wanjue.

Seeing that Zhao Ganyu was dazed and dazed, the old man with white hair showed a kind laugh and greeted him, "Little brother, are you okay?"

"No...no, no, no, no, I'm very good, I can't die... Don't worry, I will never bow to fate..."

Zhao Ganyu was now trembling when he saw these strange old men, because the old man Si Wanjue left a strong shadow on his thirty-year-old heart.

Gradually, the old man with white hair discovered that Zhao Ganyu's tone was something wrong. The old man with blonde immediately came to Zhao Ganyu and placed a golden medicine bottle in his arms under Zhao Ganyu's nose for him to smell it. He hurriedly pulled Zhao Ganyu out of the water tank.

"What's wrong?" When the white-haired old man saw Zhao Ganyu's expression, he put his old hand on Zhao Ganyu's arm. Just like this, he had already reasoned out the rough idea.

"It's a psychedelic poison! This little guy is probably suffering a lot!" The white-haired old man touched Zhao Ganyu's head with some care. No matter how big Zhao Ganyu was, for such an old man, he was always a child.

"I really don't know what kind of wind that old poison has sucked. He is willing to soak these rare and precious poisons for this kid!" If the blonde old man hadn't sensed that the poisonous water in the water tank was not that rich, he would probably not care about anything and jumped into the poisonous insect tank and soaked it.

Although this poisonous insect water tank has toxic side effects, as long as the person persists in it for an hour, he will have some excellent transformations. Of course, these transformations will improve physical fitness and will not threaten human life, except for suicide.

"Senior, do you say these insects are all scarce and precious poisons?" Zhao Ganyu's tone was a little weak, and the old man with a white hair did not ask much. His personality was the kind of old man who could not stand being bullied. He hurriedly took a piece of clothing for Zhao Ganyu to prepare the clothes for Zhao Ganyu, and he and the old man with the old man with the old man with the old man of hope to go to the edge of Wuwang Peak.

"Of course, those poisonous insects are not something you want to get whenever you want. Those things are so precious and tight!" The blonde old man looked at the place and looked a little regretful, because the best medicinal herb here should be the water tank soaked by Zhao Ganyu.

Zhao Ganyu suddenly felt that Si Wanjue was not as bad as he thought. After all, he had invested a lot of money to be able to use so many precious poisonous insects to irrigate him.

Through the conversation just now, Zhao Ganyu heard the words "Rare and Precious" and confirmed one thing, that is, there is a trading market on Guroni Island.

Rareness can only appear if there are a lot of comparisons, and preciousness can only be reflected in trading. It seems that the trading market here has not yet reached its most prosperous period. Zhao Ganyu believes that this matter should be remembered in his mind and go back to discuss it with everyone.

After all, only with the market can we have more information and information. The current situation of Zhao Ganyu's team is just walking forward with his eyes closed and hesitated. Maybe they have been lucky these days, but no one can say that they will walk into the big hole in the dark situation, or maybe they will never get out of the big hole again after entering the big hole.

Therefore, Zhao Ganyu must implement this matter as soon as possible.

At this time, the blonde and the white-haired old man communicated for a few words, and Zhao Ganyu once again experienced the pleasure of bungee jumping.

"Wow!"

Zhao Ganyu's mouth was blown into various shapes by the strong wind below, and his whole hair became particularly stylish. After so many days of contact with Si Wanjue, he did not shave. His stubble grew long and he was like a savage.

"Little guy, don't be afraid. With me here, this level won't hurt you!"

It was like going downwards, and the white-haired old man suddenly rose up and fell down in a hurry!

Zhao Ganyu only felt his whole body trembling. He thought to himself: These strange old men are all living gods who are desperate. They are not afraid of jumping so high! Oh my God, he even jumped a little?

Now Zhao Ganyu really doesn't know what to say. Even if he experienced this kind of thing for the second time, he felt a little incredible, because this kind of thing had exceeded his cognition.

"Boy, it's not bad. It's much braver than last time!" The blonde old man praised Zhao Ganyu, who was held by the white-haired old man and landed safely.

Zhao Ganyu almost had his heart popped out just now. Are these old men monsters or gods?

"Little guy, don't look at me with this kind of eyes, because as long as you practice the poisonous body hard, you will have it." The white-haired old man said slowly.

"This kid is not a man from Guroni Island." As soon as the blonde old man finished speaking, Zhao Ganyu felt that the white-haired old man seemed not so friendly, because he immediately let go of the white-haired old man, and he was also thrown to the ground by the white-haired old man.

"It turns out that it's not a Guroni." The white-haired old man put away his harmonious and loving smile, shook his head with a cold face and said to Zhao Ganyu: "I shouldn't have wasted so much effort. Outsider! Humph! Another outsider!"

Zhao Ganyu was speechless, and at the same time, there was a question in his heart. Is it possible that only local Guroni people have the poisonous body?

"I have limited time, so I say goodbye!" The white-haired old man jumped away, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he kept muttering: "Hey, the king of the Guroni Empire! Where is it! How can I find you!"
Chapter completed!