"Jiang Ping! Such cruel methods! You are a medical fairy in vain!"
"Haven't you ever heard that medicine cannot distinguish between poison and poison? You are going to kill me, but I still have to give you some blood, right?"
The onlookers looked at the gradually corroded body on the ground and swallowed.
Is this really a medical fairy? Could this be a method used by medical immortals?
Jiang Ping glanced at the people around him: "Don't get me wrong, Jiang's cultivation level is relatively low, so it's reasonable to have some life-saving means in his hands, right?"
Before you say this, could you please put away the poison in your hands? Don't spill it on me!
Jiang Ping silently put away the poison in his hand, looked at the only clothes left on the ground, and sighed: "Oh, it's all because of your high level of cultivation that you still want to kill me. Now, I can only build a tomb for you."
What should be engraved on the monument?
This person was arrogant, refused to give Jiang a face, and wanted to kill Jiang. He had no choice but to use some means to save his life - Jiang Pingliu.
[I swear on my sexy beard that this book will never be a knife, please feel free to read it (^ ^)] [If it is not updated one day, it is too late for fishing]
