"Young Master Zhao, come and try the famous Yuehuangbaiyan pastry in Tianshui City, which is famous in the Jin Dynasty."

Wan Luo forced out a smile and pointed to the silver plate as delicate as a work of art, revealing the fragrance of medicine and introducing the appetite-catching refreshments to Zhao Han.

The famous dot, called Yuehuang Baiyan Ku, is made of a fungus called rock fungus on Yuehuang Mountain outside Tianshui City. There are 108 processes. The fragrance floats and melts at the mouth. It was once selected as a tribute.

Zhao Han's eyes flashed over the refreshment called Yuehuang Baiyan Su, and finally fell down at this moment, waiting for the maid who was beside him, and said in a whisper: "Sir Wan, if you want to live, don't move this refreshment."

"What?" Wan Luo was startled at first, and then he looked at the maid, with murderous intent bursting out in his eyes, "But what's wrong with this maid?"

"Plop~"

The maid is not old, has a delicate body and looks cowardly. At this moment, she was rushed by Wanluo, who is a Baodan Mingwu, and immediately stood unsteadily. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed with a blood-colored face: "Sir, I'm wronged."

"I don't know if this maid has any problem, but there is definitely something wrong with this refreshment."

Although she did not inherit all the poison skills of the white dress girl, after her short-term intensive training, Zhao Han's poison skills were no less than ordinary masters of poison Taoism. She just smelled something wrong from the scent of the yellow and white rocks of the moon, which shows her poison Taoism cultivation.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong with this refreshment?" Wanluo's face changed when he heard this, and he ordered the maid, "You have eaten this moon-yellow white rock crisp."

The maid could hear the conversation between the two clearly. At this moment, when she heard Wan Luo's words, she was so scared that she almost collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly, begging him: "Sir, please spare me, please spare me."

"Don't you dare to eat it? Did you know that the moon yellow and white rock pastry was poisonous?" Seeing this, Wanluo looked even colder, and he attracted a flower dog to throw the moon yellow and white rock pastry to the dog to eat.

Before the flower dog swallowed the whole month of Huangbaiyans, it screamed, vomited blood and fell to the ground. It twitched for several times and then disappeared, and then it turned into pus.

"What a domineering poison!" Wan Luo was shocked, and then stared at the maid with a murderous look, "Is it the poison you made?"

The maid was completely frightened at this moment, shook her head vigorously, and denied desperately: "It's not me, sir, it's not me, it's really not me."

"Not you, who is it?"

"I...I don't know, so I brought it over with a tray from the kitchen."

"Closing the kitchen first." Seeing that Wan Luo was furious and almost killed the maid in front of him with one palm, Zhao Han reached out to stop him and whispered to remind him in a low voice.

"No, the kitchen!" Wan Luo suddenly realized, glared at the maid hatefully, and then hurried to the kitchen with his followers.

Soon, the entire Liushemen branch was in a noisy state. At this moment, Wanluo was in a city. Since he talked with Zhao Han about the killing of the silk-gate people on Xuanwu Street, destroying the conspiracy of some people, he had no way out. Similarly, the Liushemen detectives who were still following Wanluo at this moment had no way out and could only follow him all the way to the end.

Therefore, in the eyes of these constables, Wanluo's safety is more important than his own life. After learning that Wanluo was almost poisoned and assassinated, these constables started and almost raided the entire Six Gate Branch.

Just when the entire six door rudder was in chaos, Zhao Han sat in the tea room, looking at the slim maid in front of him with interest, his eyes full of fun.

"This Mo Xiehong is said to be made of twenty-seven kinds of poisons. It is colorless and tasteless, and it damages blood in the mouth and kills three breaths. But there is one thing that is bad. When this poison encounters heat, it will have a hint of pony grass. Ordinary people may not be able to detect it even if some powerful life warriors."

Zhao Han smacked his lips, reached out and grabbed another piece of Yuehuang Baiyan Sauce in the silver plate on the table, and then ate it in three or two in a few bites under the shocked eyes of the people around him.

"Young Master, you are..."

Qingyu, who was following Zhao Han, was shocked by Zhao Han's sudden actions. He waited until he almost finished eating the entire moon yellow and white rock pastry before he could react.

"Well, it's not bad. This month's yellow and white rock pastry is worthy of being the tribute of the past. Although it has a little astringent flavor because of Mo Xie red, it has a more unique flavor."

Zhao Han sucked his fingers, and his expression of unsatisfactory shocked everyone.

"This, young master, aren't you afraid of Mo Xiehong?"

The Black Tornado stumbled a few times and looked at Zhao Han with some concern. The flower dog had not eaten even one-third of the moon yellow and white rock pastry before. He fell to the ground and died without even holding on for three breaths. His whole body turned into pus. This was evident in Mo Xiehong's power.

"It's just Mo Xiehong, even the ultimate version of the Wind Demon Poison that is ten times stronger can't do anything to me." Zhao Han smiled. The Five Poisons Sect Master who is the Grand Master of the Poison Dao taught him personally. How could Mo Xiehong be so rare? What's more, this poisonous body of Wanjie really only strengthens the body and body? At least the poison is not invaded by all poisons.

"Ultimate version of Wind Demon Poison? Do you know how to configure it?"

At this moment, the maid who was cautious and wishing she could hide suddenly spoke, and a charming face appeared from her long hair covering her face. As she looked up, her temperament changed drastically, completely subverting the image of the maid who was cautious and afraid of making mistakes. Her figure was graceful and curved. With a charming face and red lips, the whole person became delicate and sexy, and every move aroused the man's desire to conquer.

"Why, I finally want to reveal your tail?"

Zhao Han showed a smile on his face, as if he had expected the change of this woman.

"Hey, you seem to have thought that it was the poison I had long ago?" The woman's expression moved, and she walked to Wanluo's seat before kneeling down, and looked at Zhao Han with her cheeks, "But why didn't you tell Lord Wanluo that I had poisoned him?"

"Although Wan Luo's cultivation is not weak, he may not be able to escape his life in front of a poisonous martial artist in the Huandan realm." Zhao Han suddenly touched his chin and said sincerely, "It's important. I dare not take risks, so I can only let him leave first."

"So, are you sure you can take me down?" The woman smiled "giggled" and gave Zhao Han a charming look. She glanced at Taoist Qingyu and the Black Tornado, pointing out something, "Then aren't you afraid that I will attack your subordinates and maids? Especially your little maid, fresh, cute, full of childlike fun. If you are poisoned to death like this, it would be a pity."

"Bah, you're a naughty girl looking for a fight!"

Qingyu Taoist beside him bit his teeth and was about to break out. Suddenly, Zhao Han suddenly rubbed his hands hard on his forehead. His cute hair immediately became a chicken coop. Just as he was about to burst out, Zhao Han's words came from his ears:
Chapter completed!