"Ah! I'm sorry, my little brother, I soiled your clothes!"

The lady also ignored her daughter Yu Xiang, and bowed apologetically to Zhang Xing.

She wanted to step forward to help Zhang Xing wipe it, but felt embarrassed, so she was embarrassed there and kept saying sorry.

"It's ok."

Zhang Xing took out a white towel and wiped the pink spices on his face and clothes.

"Sorry big brother, can I wipe it for you?"

Yu Xiang asked weakly.

The lady stared, Yu Xiang stuck out her tongue again in shock and stopped talking.

"A girl doesn't know how reserved, what it looks like! I hope this little brother doesn't mind."

The lady apologized again.

"It's okay!" Zhang Xing spit out two words without lifting his head.

After speaking, Zhang Xing got up and walked outside the restaurant.

Sister Wanjia waved to Yu Xiang, did not speak, and walked out with Zhang Xing.

Yu Xiang didn't follow out, but sat down slowly.

"Xiang'er, go to the room with mom to change clothes."

The lady turned and walked to the private room on the second floor...

"Mom, are we completing the task like this?"

In the private room, the mother and daughter sat down facing each other, looking at the desk and talking heavily.

"Hey! Be it... I just don't know if it's useful..."

"Mom, Zhang Xing is like a hedgehog, there is no way to start."

"I know, he... seems to be invincible!"

"Is the incense and poison of our poison foxes useless?"

"I don't know, it's up to the poisonous cranes to see if their Hexiang and Huxiang are fused..."

When Zhang Xing left the restaurant and walked to the entrance of the small town, a group of ordinary people of the demonic race who were wearing filthy and filial piety pushed the coffin and scattered paper money, and greeted him from the other side.

Zhang Xing and Wanjia sisters stepped aside and waited for them to pass.

The paper money was flying in the sky with the wind, falling from the heads of the Yaozu people on the roadside, and blowing past Zhang Xing.

After a while, the funeral team disappeared from their sight.

Zhang Xing walked out of the town unhurriedly.

Sister Wan Jia saw Zhang Xing who was silent and thought that he was unhappy over the trivial matter just now, so she offered comfort.

"Zhang Xing, are you angry?"

"Yes, Yu Xiang and her mother didn't mean it."

Zhang Xing turned to look at the two sisters and shook his head.

"They're just small, they are not qualified to make me angry."

"Hello? What do you mean?"

Wan Mei was puzzled.

"Yu Xiang's mother and Yu Xiang used two kinds of poison, and the funeral team used three kinds of poison. Although I don't know what the poison is, it is several times more powerful than the one we encountered last time."

Zhang Xing slowly opened his palms as he spoke.

"what......"

Sister Wan Jia saw that Zhang Xing's palm suddenly appeared fifteen colors.

With their insights, it was natural to see at a glance that these colors were among the strange poisons.

"Are you poisoned?"

Wan Zhu said in surprise.

"Yes, I didn't expect that they would poison them with integrity.

When the mother and daughter were poisoned, I didn't notice it, but felt something was wrong.

When the paper money of the funeral team drifted down to my side, five energies that could corrode the soul suddenly appeared in my body.

This is probably also a mixed poison.

These poisons quickly mutated into fifteen terrifying horrible poisons in my body. If your sisters were poisoned, I am afraid that there would be no chance to react, and there would be no bones and souls! "

"what?"

Hearing this, the two sisters couldn't help shivering, and screamed out loud.

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