Chapter 695 We Demons Don’t Have Any Proper Medicine

Ye Xiaoman was unwilling to suffer any verbal loss: "Who plotted against you? I am not that kind of despicable person."

She watched Qing Yuanhu fall down and was overjoyed.

Qing Yuanhu, a big profiteer, is not easy to deceive. Of course, the wine is problematic. In order to let Qing Yuanhu let down his guard, she drank the poisonous wine with him, but the barbecue was mixed with the antidote, and the two offset each other, so she detoxified herself at the same time.

Under her guidance, Qing Yuanhu completely believed that she was brainless and relaxed his vigilance towards all her actions. In the final analysis, it was his arrogance that ruined him and made him lose his judgment.

Qing Yuanhu fell on his back on the ground, as if dead, and did not move for a long time.

Ye Xiaoman happily ate the last bite of barbecue before getting up and walking over to him to check on him.

Then he discovered that something was wrong with Qing Yuanhu.

His pair of peach blossom eyes stared at her intoxicatedly, his face was abnormally red, and his lips were red as if dripping blood, which made his pearly teeth look like snow. She was frightened by his murderous eyes and could not help but take a step back for safety.

Qing Yuanhu felt the breeze from Ye Xiaoman's clothes blowing on his face as she walked.

His fingertips trembled, as if someone was throwing red-hot copper coins into his blood one by one. His blood absorbed the heat and boiled, burning his Adam's apple.

His breathing gradually became unsteady, and his exhaled breath was hot. He subconsciously loosened his collar, but felt a thin layer of sweat on his collarbone.

The back of his hand slammed against the ground like a fish off the shore, using the pain to stay awake. At the same time, his mind was rapidly calculating the time when the drug would take effect.

The golden fox fell into a trap, his hands and feet were caught by the animal traps, but he still had a smile that made him want to be beaten. The clothes were piled on the ground, and the gold ingots embroidered on the folds of the clothes seemed to surround him.

His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Fairy Ye, you used such a despicable method. Aren't you afraid that I will come to you to settle the bill later?"

Ye Xiaoman looked left and right, and finally confirmed that Qing Yuanhu had been poisoned by an indescribable poison.

She immediately ran out the door.

The person in charge of the Zui Sheng Meng Si Building was standing outside the door, listening to the sounds with his ear pressed against the door.

Ye Xiaoman opened the door and came out. He immediately asked, "Did he knock the person down?"

Ye Xiaoman said, "He fell to the ground and couldn't get up. What kind of poison did you use?"

She has not forgotten the classic battle records of the demon clan at all, such as Jiaying's "A Love So Beautiful That Will Lead to a Lifelong Mistake".

The person in charge told Ye Xiaoman with immense pride: "Spring Breeze Drunk. It's colorless and tasteless, dissolving instantly in wine. It's a high-end poison that shouldn't be used unless it's extremely urgent. It's specially tailored for cultivators. After being poisoned, you lose the ability to use your spiritual power."

Ye Xiaoman was confused: "Can't you use some decent poison?"

The person in charge looked at Ye Xiaoman unhappily: "Don't compare us with the righteous path."

He shouted as if insulted, "We demons don't have any real medicine!"

Ye Xiaoman was deeply shocked by the demon clan's sense of villainy from top to bottom.

The person in charge took out a medicine bottle and asked, "Do you want to give him the antidote?"

Ye Xiaoman rolled her eyes and said, "No."

She walked back to the room, and the person in charge thought she was taking advantage of the situation and warned her from behind, "We gave him a pretty high dose. It'll take several doses for him to cool down."

Ye Xiaoman stumbled.

Before she closed the door, she placed the black jade hand she had taken from Yuan Guiwang at the door to guard it.

Qing Yuanhu is in dire straits.

He felt Ye Xiaoman walking towards him again.

When she walked, he heard the friction of her fabric breaking into his eardrums, and the sweet fragrance on her body became stronger and stronger, and in a trance he felt that the whole room was filled with her fragrance.

No matter where he hid, or blocked his five senses, as long as he breathed, she existed in every corner of the air, making his blood roar.

He tried to stay close to the cool stone tiles, but the contrast between heat and cold made him react even more violently, his fingers clenching the tablecloth until his knuckles turned white.

He suddenly felt that Ye Xiaoman had the look he liked.

He actually didn't know what he really liked. When others asked him about his criteria for choosing a partner, he would casually answer that pretty was enough, and that intelligence didn't matter, because he loved bullying people. He had been surrounded by cunning people since he was a child, and he didn't want to go home without a battle of wits and courage...

It cannot be denied that Ye Xiaoman is actually quite beautiful.

"No...what am I thinking?"

Qing Yuanhu's pupils suddenly shrank.

It's over. He knew that the medicine Ye Xiaoman used to deal with him would not be that simple. It had begun to erode his IQ.

If the big head is controlled by the small head, it is the bad nature of men that he will be willing to pay any price.

He pondered, is it really possible that he will bleed heavily today?

The miser's sky is gloomy.

Ye Xiaoman kicked him mercilessly.

Qing Yuanhu opened his eyes and looked at her.

She leaned against the table and chuckled, "Oh, even the profiteer has his moments of miscalculation?"

The redness under Qing Yuanhu's eyes spread, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper: "You... are quite capable."

He finally gathered up some strength, and when Ye Xiaoman's attention was distracted, he quietly took out a bottle of universal antidote from his waist.

He unscrewed the bottle cap with his thumb and was about to pour it into his mouth in one go, but unfortunately his poisoned limbs were weak and his movements were not as fast as he had imagined. As soon as he raised his arm, the antidote in his hand was kicked away by her.

The pill flew out and was crushed into pieces by her using her spiritual power before landing.

Her current domineering look is completely different from the soft and cute little white rabbit image she has been pretending to be for a long time.

Qing Yuanhu couldn't help but whistle softly.

Ye Xiaoman stepped on his hand that dared to take the antidote and crushed it hard, but her face was still humble and honest: "I'm sorry, your medicine seems to be quite expensive."

Qing Yuanhu laughed again, and started coughing while laughing. It was unclear whether he was angry with her or because his hand was hurt by her stepping on it.

As smart as he was, he realized that he had been fooled by Ye Xiaoman for a long time.

How can she be so scheming? She's been acting since the first second she saw him.

He had never made such a big mistake in his life. His heart was in pain and it was excruciating.

I regretted my underestimation of the enemy so much that my intestines turned green.

Rather than being framed by her, he might lose money and his body. For him, a man who had never lost a thing in his life and had always made others lose face, suddenly losing was a fatal blow and he could hardly recover.

At the same time, he began to feel something was wrong. He was probably going to lose this bet.

The sky is falling.

At this time, his subordinates reported to him: "Boss, we searched the building thoroughly but couldn't find the Water Spirit Pearl."

Qing Yuanhu was helpless: [Don't look for me anymore, come here first... and save me.]

Even when death was imminent, he still smiled: [Hurry up, I'm about to lose my virginity.]

Qing Yuanhu saw that Ye Xiaoman was holding the Water Spirit Pearl in her hand, playing with it like a walnut.

He felt like he had suffered a great injustice and accused her: "You lied to me. I trusted you so much."