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Someone answered!

Jiang Fengyu felt happy that death was not terrible, but waiting for death alone was a kind of torture.

It would be nice to have someone to chat with for a while.

After thinking for a while, he typed: "Hey, it's unlucky to say the least. I entered a realm by mistake, and all my cultivation was suppressed, and I was poisoned... Now, I'm not going to die soon!"

There was a brief silence.

The light curtain flashed.

Ye Heavenly Emperor: "Oh?"

Jiang Fengyu suddenly became depressed.

What do you mean by "oh"? Are you pretending too much? Do you really think you are the Heavenly Emperor?

He hesitated and was about to type that he had transmigrated.

At this time, there was another sound in my mind.

Ding dong!

Emperor Yan: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me what kind of poison you are suffering from? Although I am not talented, I am familiar with this. I may be able to come up with an antidote for Fellow Daoist."

Jiang Fengyu was stunned.

He really didn't know what kind of poison he was poisoned with.

However, I don’t expect this guy who calls himself Emperor Yan to be able to really detoxify remotely... You think it’s a computer virus!

However, he has long been accustomed to this way of speaking.

Everyone is bragging anyway!

"Actually, it's not some strange poison."

After pondering for a while, Jiang Fengyu typed again, "It's just a very common poison. It's just because my cultivation is suppressed now and I don't understand medicine, so I can't save myself."

Monster Emperor: "It seems that the world where the Book Demon Fellow Daoist is currently located is lacking in spiritual energy."

Which novel is this Monster Emperor from?

A look of confusion flashed in Jiang Fengyu's eyes.

Others such as Ye Heavenly Emperor, Yan Emperor, Huang Heavenly Emperor, etc., he all knew the origin of their names, but this Monster Emperor... really had no clue.

"exactly."

Jiang Fengyu sent another sentence.

Emperor Yan: "In this case, detoxification is easy."

"How to solve it?"

Jiang Fengyu pouted and was too lazy to type, so he sent it directly by voice.

Suddenly, the group became quiet.

Why didn't you say anything?

Jiang Fengyu rolled his eyes, didn't he call himself Emperor Yan? He also boasted that detoxification is simple, but you can tell me how to detoxify it!

at this time.

Ding dong!

A voice message appeared, still spoken by Emperor Yan:

"Take one or two each of honeysuckle, licorice, Scutellaria baicalensis, and rhubarb, simmer over low heat for one stick of incense, and take it three times. Although I don't know what kind of poison Fellow Daoist has been exposed to, but since it is a lower world, it should be enough!"

Jiang Fengyu's mouth twitched.

I actually came up with a prescription. I wonder if it will kill people?

but……

"This Emperor Yan has a very magnetic voice."

Jiang Fengyu murmured.

Moreover, it is not generally magnetic.

Although it cannot be said to be as sweet and light as a woman's, it has a strange magical power that makes people unable to help but listen.

However, they seemed to have good intentions, so Jiang Fengyu could only say: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist!"

"polite."

The words written by Emperor Yan appeared on the light screen.

Immediately, the group became quiet and no one spoke anymore.

Jiang Fengyu was speechless.

These people, unless they encounter something worthy of joy, will come out and say something, and usually they won't say a word.

For example, Huang Heavenly Emperor said that he killed a powerful enemy and then roasted and ate it.

Another example is that Emperor Yan found a new type of Strange Fire...

Of course, in Jiang Fengyu's view, these so-called "happy things" are just their fantasies.

And Strange Fire?

Stop it.

Do you believe that I am the master of chaos who is riding a horse, destroying Myriad Worlds with just one thought?

Do not believe?

If you don’t believe it, that’s right, even labor and management themselves don’t believe it!

"However, it's not impossible to try..."

Jiang Fengyu thought for a moment, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered something.

Why, all other friends and groups have disappeared, but only this one chat group is left? Since the penguin buckle can appear on the back of your hand, then... maybe some incredible things will happen!

Who knows if those people have been transmigrated?

After all, I am now a living example!

"Give it a try!"

Soon, Jiang Fengyu made up his mind.

He was still poisoned at this time, and if he ignored it, he probably wouldn't live long.

"I don't have much money on me. I'll probably be completely out of money after buying the medicinal materials..."

Jiang Fengyu frowned.

He looked around the dilapidated room.

In fact, this "home" is not small, it is just too shabby.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which sounded very hesitant, as if he was hesitating to come in.

"kindness?"

Jiang Fengyu turned his head slightly.

Almost instantly, he guessed the identity of the visitor—the so-called relative.

"Are you here to see if I'm dead?"

Jiang Fengyu's mouth curled up with a cold smile, his eyes dark, "Interesting, I dare to poison, but I dare not come in. Is it because I'm afraid of seeing the corpse? Ha..."