Standing one meter away from the bed, Lu Chen could feel a hot air emanating from Lu Zhengheng’s body, raised his eyebrows, and said: “A kind of fire poison.”

Mo Xingkong returned to normal look, nodded: “The situation is not optimistic, I thought it was ordinary fire scorpion poison, four products Bingxin Dan should be able to detoxify, but did not expect, this Bingxin Dan is not only useless, but let the king coma, the condition is aggravated.”

“It’s supposed to be a poison made from the blood of Scorpion.”微信投票系统

“Demon king blood, modulation of poison, good big hand” Lu dust eyes flashed.