Chapter 382: Divine Blood Bone Sting Fish Beast Soul

Han Sen used some common methods learned from school, but Yang Yongcheng and the others had no intention of waking up at all. No wonder Zhu Ting was confident.

"Don't waste your energy, they have been hit by a stick of incense. If there is no antidote from me, they will not be able to wake up. And if the stick of incense lasts for more than three days, even I can't cure it. If they don't die, they will become a vegetative state .” Although Zhu Ting had a bruised nose and a swollen face, he seemed to be smiling happily.

Zhu Ting was afraid that Han Sen would not look at anything and would not say anything, so if he caught him, he would be flattered. As long as Han Sen could read and talk, he would have a way to make Han Sen dare not touch him easily.

Seeing that Han Sen didn't speak, Zhu Ting continued: "Don't try to find the antidote from me. Of course I won't bring the finished product with me for such an important antidote. If you know how to make medicine, you can take the ingredients from me. Go make it. Or if you let me go, I can do it for you."

"You think I care about their lives?" Han Sen looked at Zhu Ting with interest.

"Of course you don't care, but Yang Yongcheng and the others are all Ning Yue's confidantes. Even I, I would only dare to use drugs instead of poison, lest Ning Yue become cruel and desperate. If they all die here because of you, you Do you think Ning Yue will let you go?"

"You reminded me." Han Sen nodded, seeming to agree with Zhu Ting's statement, then summoned a dagger and walked towards Zhu Ting.

"What do you want to do? Didn't you listen to me?" Zhu Ting was shocked and angry, he was really scared of Han Sen.

But now most of Zhu Ting's joints have been removed, even if he wants to run, he can't run.

"As long as no one goes back alive, Ning Yue will naturally not know that they died because of me." Han Sen said lightly.

"Don't, don't, you are a real person. What good is it for you to kill me? With Ning Yue's mind, even if he didn't see it or have any evidence, he can definitely guess something, and he will definitely have doubts about you. Killing me won't do you any good, but if you save them, not only Ning Yue, Yang Yongcheng, they will also be grateful to you, if you don't want such benefits, why do you have to ask for trouble and kill me?" Zhu Ting really didn't Knowing whether Han Sen has a brain problem, can't he think in a normal way?

"Because I think you're upset, can't you?" Han Sen was about to wipe Zhu Ting's neck with his dagger.

"Don't, don't... Tell me what you want, can I give it to you?" Zhu Ting felt that he was really unlucky. How can he be so perverted? Doesn't he understand that profit is far more important than killing people?

"Just that arrow." Han Sen said casually.

"Which arrow?" Zhu Ting was bewildered, but his heart was shocked.

Zhu Ting did have an arrow, and it was a god-blood arrow. He usually hid it like a treasure, and would not take it out and use it easily.

After all, there are too few arrow-type sacred-blood beast souls, even less than bow-type sacred-blood beast souls, which is a very rare thing.

I don't know how many archers who are proficient in bows and arrows hope to have a sacred-blood beast soul arrow but can't get it. It can be said that Zhu Ting is extremely lucky to be able to get this sacred-blood beast soul arrow.

When dealing with the giant snail in distress before, Zhu Ting took it out once, but in the end he was reluctant to shoot it, fearing that it would be broken by the giant snail.

Later, after he was out of danger, Zhu Ting put it away directly, and it only took about ten seconds to take it out. He was still in such a tense situation. He really couldn't believe that Han Sen actually saw his gun. The arrow of the sacred-blood beast soul, and it was also seen that it was the soul of the sacred-blood beast.

Without saying a word, Han Sen grabbed Zhu Ting's ear with one hand and held the dagger in the other to cut it down.

"Give it, give it all to you." Zhu yelled after a pause.

"Talk nonsense, you can keep it for yourself." Han Sen said calmly, but he didn't let go of his ear and dagger.

Although Zhu Ting really wanted to ask, would you let me go if I gave it to you? But seeing Han Sen's expression, the hand holding his ear and the dagger next to him, Zhu Ting's throat moved, but he didn't dare to say a word, and directly passed the sacred-blood beast soul arrow to Han Sen.

"Meeting you is really bad luck for eight lifetimes." Zhu Ting said with a mournful face.

"Obtain the sacred-blood beast soul bone to sting the fish." Han Sen glanced at his own soul sea, and suddenly saw a strange fish-shaped beast soul that seemed to have only a fish bone left.

"Finally, I have a sacred-blood beast soul arrow." Han Sen was secretly excited, because without the sacred-blood beast soul arrow, his archery skills have been useless, and now he finally got his wish.

"Young Master Han, I've already given you the beast soul you want, can you let me go now?" Zhu Ting looked at Han Sen with some concern and asked. He didn't know Han Sen well, and he couldn't see what Han Sen was like. People, I don't know if Han Sen will really keep his promise and let him go.

"Did I say I would let you go?" Han Sen pouted.

"Didn't we agree to buy our lives with the arrows of the sacred-blood beast soul? You can't count your words!" Zhu Ting scolded his mother in his heart.

"You're just paying for your life, but you didn't say you're going to be let go." Han Sen's words stunned Zhu Ting.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Ting looked at Han Sen blankly.

Han Sen didn't answer him, and stretched out his hand and twisted Zhu Ting's joints a few times. Immediately, he heard Zhu Ting's body crackling, mixed with his screams, which sounded strange.

"Go and get rid of the drug on them." Han Sen said to Zhu Ting, and then summoned the Sacred Blood Bone Fish Beast Soul and the Magic Horned Snake Bow, and played with the bow in his hands.

After Zhu Ting recovered, he moved around a bit, and after feeling nothing unusual, his eyes rolled around, thinking about how to escape.

But when he peeked at Han Sen, Zhu paused for a moment, his hairs stood on end, his back felt chills, and he lost all thoughts of running away.

I saw Han Sen put a white bone arrow full of barbs on the black horned bow. At this time, the tip of the arrow was facing him. Just looking at it, Zhu Ting had the feeling that the arrow would be ready at any time. Will shoot at his sense of crisis.

And looking at Han Sen's aura, Zhu Ting actually had a terrifying feeling that as long as Han Sen let go of the arrow in his hand, he would be shot dead immediately.

"Ahem, we agreed, I will buy my life with money, if I get rid of their drug, and they take me to Ningyue City, how can I still live?" Zhu Tingdong didn't dare to move, Just said with a bitter face.

Han Sen didn't answer, he just took a bow and arrow and aimed at Zhu Ting.

When Zhu paused, he quickly took out a dozen small bottles from his body, poured out different medicinal powders from them, mixed them in a certain proportion, and blew a little into the noses of each of Yang Yongcheng and the others.