Chapter 142 Conquer
Huang Yu took more than a hundred kinds of detoxification pills in a row, but instead of solving the problem, he accumulated various detoxification pills in his body.
These medicines were incompatible and collided with each other, tossing him who was already injured even more.
Each poison has different medicinal properties, and its poisoning mechanism in the human body is also different.
For monks who use poison, as long as it can cause harm to people, it can be called poison.
To use the simplest analogy, mortals need to eat every day for their survival, and it is harmless to them, but if a person is fed with a hundred bowls of rice, the hundred bowls To him, it was like poison.
Therefore, there is no antidote in this world that can cure all poisons. Only after understanding the properties of poisons can we make targeted antidote elixir.
The detoxification pills sold in pharmacies are all refined from several commonly used poisons.
As for the antidotes that can cure some unpopular poisons, pharmacies will not sell them. It is possible to come across one in countless years.
And some detoxification elixirs are poisons in themselves, and if they are not taken properly, they will cause more poisoning.
At this time, Huang Yu, with various medicinal powers colliding in his body, made him feel a tearing pain all over his body.
Moreover, some of the detoxification pills were poisonous, which made him dizzy, weak in limbs, and double vision appeared in his eyes when he saw things.
The mass of black energy in his body kept devouring his original mana, causing his cultivation base to drop from the eighth floor of the foundation building to the sixth floor of the foundation building, and it is still declining.
Because of the fear of death, after frantically swallowing the antidote but making no progress.
He has already given up. They are killers, and how many people can die well. In fact, he has long been mentally prepared, but he just couldn't accept it for a while.
Now that he has figured it out, he is at peace. If there is a way, no one wants to die. Since there is no way to change it, it is better to die a decent death.
At least compared to many other killers, he still has a whole body, doesn't he?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith his hands behind his back, he walked slowly and squarely, looking at the streets full of people coming and going, the people who are working hard for various purposes, they will one day turn into loess, is all this meaningful now?
Back to the temporary residence, he took off his mask and hid it for a lifetime. When he was about to die, of course he had to die openly and aboveboard.
At this time, his cultivation was only at the third level of foundation building, so he didn't pay attention to these, but bathed and changed his clothes very carefully, and took care of his hair and beard neatly. The ancients said: "When a gentleman dies, he must be crowned." Exactly."
In his whole life, he was adopted by the shadow killing organization since he was a child, and then he was strictly trained to be a killer. He didn't remember how many people died at his hands.
Huang Yu lay peacefully on the bed, recalling his life, waiting for the arrival of death.
"Buzz buzz!"
Several spirit bees flew to his bed and circled around him.
"Can't you just let me die in peace?"
Huang Yu let out a sigh.
"What if I have an antidote?"
At this time, Wang Hong came in from the door.
"What condition?"
He has lived for more than a hundred years and knows that there is nothing free in the world.
"I want you to sign a blood contract with me."
"Slave blood contract? What's the difference between that and death?" If he was asked to sign a blood contract of lifelong slavery, he would rather die now.
He can't control his own life, can't he control death!
"No, I just need you to work for me like a shadow killer, and keep secrets for me for life. I can ignore the rest of my personal affairs, but I must sign a blood contract, which is a trust between us." Base."
He is in urgent need of high-end combat power. Except for one Zhang Chunfeng who is a foundation builder, the rest are all in the Qi training period.
Without high-end combat power, business is not easy to do. If you want to have a place in Qingxu City, you must at least have a foundation-building monk to sit in it.
But if he didn't sign a blood contract, he wouldn't dare to use this kind of stranger. If he doesn't obey his orders, it's a petty thing. If his secret is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous.
"I can work for you and keep the secrets strictly, but I will not disclose any information about Shadow Kill to you, nor will I participate in your struggle with Blood Kill."
Huang Yu hesitated for a while, and then proposed his own minimum conditions. If he could survive, how many people would have the courage to die?
But he didn't want to be an enemy of Yingsha, after all, that was the place where he was raised. Although the process was cruel, if Yingsha hadn't adopted him, he would have died on the side of the road long ago.
"I can promise you this condition." Wang Hong can understand his unwillingness to fight life and death with the organization that once trained him.
Wang Hong immediately took out a blood contract, and the two dripped a drop of blood into it, and soon completed the ceremony of the blood contract.
"Okay! You can call me boss from now on!"
"Yes! My boss!"
"This is the antidote, you take it first."
Wang Hong gave a jade bottle, which contained a black pill.
After Huang Yu took the elixir, the mass of black energy in his body slowly transformed into his mana, and his cultivation was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qi training seven layers.
Eight layers of Qi training.
…
Eight layers of foundation building.
Finally, his cultivation was fully restored.
From this moment, he officially bid farewell to his previous identity. The previous him was dead and disappeared from this world.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust went through a transition between life and death, which made his heart clear and he understood the value of life even more.
Everything they fight for today is worthless if the person dies.
He wants to pursue the avenue of longevity, he wants to live forever.
"I have a relatively hidden organization in Qingxu City. You have experience in this field, so I just leave it to you to take care of it. It's just that your previous identity has been exposed. Is there anything else you can do?"
The reason why he wanted to recruit Huang Yu was because of his cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment and his experience in managing underground organizations.
The Immortal Dao Trading Firm he made up urgently needs someone to run and manage it.
Zhang Chunfeng is not convenient in the sect, and the rest of the people are not strong enough.
And the opportunity is rare, Huang Yu fought with everyone first, and he was already at the end of his battle.
Then when approaching him in stealth, it was inconvenient, so I fell into his trick.
If it was another time, he would really be unable to deal with the late foundation-establishment monks, and if he encountered them, he would have to run for his life.
"Of course it's not difficult." Huang Yu took out the mask he had just worn and put it on his face. Then his face changed, and he changed his image again.
"This is a shape-changing mask of the spiritual level, which can directly change the appearance of the face." As a killer before, he naturally often needed to sneak and disguise.
Then he took off the mask and handed it to Wang Hong.
Wang Hong received it in his hand, and it felt soft and silky, as light as nothing, obviously much more advanced than his fog illusion mask.
Looked at it for a while, then handed it back to Huang Yu, although the mask is good.
But it is still not as good as the skills he practiced that can directly change the face, but his current cultivation is not enough, and he can't use it well.
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