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Chapter 1945: Decoction 1

&1t;>Qiao Chu scratched his head with a silly smile.

"Little evil son, the spirit transformation pill is really great! How can we resist such a good thing when we get to our hands?"

Jun Wuxie looked at Qiao Chu coldly, and Qiao Chu couldn't smile anymore.

"Without it, we can't take revenge with ourselves." Fei Yan suddenly spoke next to him. The effect of the Spirit Transformation Pill was strong, but the side effects were also great. In the next year, they were like wasteful people, but they had avenged deep revenge on the sea of ​​blood. Not to mention being wasteful people for a year, even if they were for a lifetime, they would be willing to accept it.

Jun Wuxie looked at his companions' firm gaze. Although he was helpless, he could understand their thoughts.

If their positions are compared with her, if the Twelve Palaces kill everyone in the Lin Palace, she will also sacrifice her life to take revenge.

"Then are you ready?" Jun Wuxie said.

Qiao Chu nodded quickly, but he was stunned for a moment halfway through.

“What are you preparing for?”

Jun Wuxie raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hands and slapped his palms.

The door was immediately opened. Outside the door, Yue Ye, Yue Yi and Longqi walked in with a few bowls of medicine. On the tray in Yue Ye's hand, there were also a bunch of bottles and jars.

Yue Yi and Longqi placed the still steaming medicine in front of Qiao Chu and the others one by one.

Qiao Chu and the others looked at the decoction and medicine, then looked at Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie had a cold face.

Qiao Chu swallowed secretly, took the medicine up, and smelled it.

"Vomit... what medicine is this? Why does it smell like shit? I'm almost vomiting!" Qiao Chu almost threw away the medicine in his hand, and the smell was indescribable.

"I'm worthy, do you have any objection?" Jun Wuxie raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qiao Chu's face turned dark and he shook his head quickly and said, "No objection! Decisively, no objection!"

The other people were also frightened by the smell of the medicine. Before they could even say anything, they saw Qiao Chu blocked back by Jun Wuxie and swallowed the words they said in an instant.

Taking the Spirit-Cultivation Pill directly made Jun Wuxie feel unhappy. If they pushed the medicine to stop it...

Without saying a word, Fan Zhuo picked up the decoction and poured it into his mouth, ≥↘_; and drank it clean in one breath.

"Fortunately, it's not that unacceptable." Fan Zhuo said with a smile.

He drank very well, but if his hands were not shaking when he put down the bowl, it might be more convincing.

You know, Fan Zhuo has been soaking in potions since he was a child. Since he was a child, he has not drunk tens of thousands of dollars, but even after drinking it, he has reacted like this...

Qiao Chu stared at the face of the medicine and was about to cry.

Rong Ruo and Hua Yao also slapped the bullet and drank it. After the two of them finished drinking, they lay on the soft couch and covered their mouths. Qiao Chu and Feiyan kept shaking.

Can this really be drunk?

"Don't you drink?" Jun Wuxie looked at the two people who had not spoken for a long time, and his eyes seemed to say again, "If you don't drink, I will do it myself."

Qiao Chu and Feiyan were so scared that they picked up the bowl and drank it clean.

After drinking, the two of them looked desperate and covered their mouths and did not let the medicine spit out.

They have never drunk such a bad soup in their lives!

"Are you finished drinking?" Jun Wuxie swept around.

Several teenagers nodded weakly.

"Okay, let's drink another bowl." As soon as Jun Wuxie's words fell, Longqi brought in the huge medicine pot outside the door.

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