"And don't you want to cure your eyes?"

"You know, you are not ordinary poisons! The pharmacist here can't cure you! Don't you want to be blind all your life? Don't you want to restore vision again?"

"I can help you! As long as you promise to accept my inheritance from the Killing Palace! I will tell you how to heal your eyes!"

Luo Qingtong heard this and sighed.

"I really don't need it! I know what poison is in me, and I know how to solve it, without your help! Old man, if you have so much time, you can open the door and re-select a descendant!"

In these nine Wushan mountains, the ruins of Xianzong appear, I'm afraid those people outside will run away when they look at their feet!

Why does this old man think of himself!

"Huh! It's not worth the money delivered! Old man don't!"

"..."

Yes! The reason is good and powerful.

Luo Qingtong was speechless, so he heard the irritable voice saying, "However you are the most poisonous, how can you know the solution ?! This is impossible!"

"I really know!"

Luo Qingtong also didn't want to talk nonsense with him here, he said all the detoxifying herbs in one mouth!

"Yes, right? Let me go now?"

After Luo Qingtong finished speaking, he suddenly found that the whole hall suddenly quieted down.

I don't know how long after that, a low, crying and laughing voice came suddenly from the direction of the person.

"Ha ha ha! Good good!"

The voice seemed to cry and laugh, and raised loudly.

The next second, hesitated for a moment, Luo Qingtong had not responded yet, was caught by a shady finger.

Suddenly, an extremely large and powerful force burst into her!

"Little girl! It's you! I've waited for so many years! Finally I've waited for a heavenly wizard like you! My tradition of killing the fairy palace is hopeful! My mantle will not be cut off!"

The voice said, choking and shaking.

Inexplicably, Luo Qing's eyes suddenly appeared an old tearful old man image.

He looked at Luo Qingtong crying and smiling, and then turned into a light, wrapped Luo Qingtong.

"Little girl, I don't let you do anything! You just have to inherit my mantle!"

"My son, Tian Mingzi stretched his whole life and reached the top of Mingwen Avenue, but at the end, because of a moment of kindness, he led the wolf into the room, and he died without a corpse, and the gate was destroyed!"

"Now that my soul is gone, I will pass on the last mantle to you! I only hope that you can pass on the inscription of my sect, and don't let it break!"

"There are two treasures here. When the gate of the Zongmen collapsed, I brought it out of the gate! Those people destroyed my gate for greed. I have no bones, and I don't leave a fart for them!"

When the old man said here, he took a hard note and continued.

"This tower is a nine-story exquisite tower! The magical use of it is endless. My ancestors' ancestors are all in it. You can refer to it. This sword of life and death is the root of my sect's destruction!"

"The sword has two blades, while one is alive, one is dead! The living blade can absorb the soul and replenish your strength! The dead blade can kill people! The cut wound is extremely difficult to heal and rescue! The stronger your strength, the more severe the cut will be. The harder it is to heal! Only a living blade can drive away the power above the dead blade! "

The old man said, the expression on his face was very enthusiastic.

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