mtlumby2d Chapter 1106 The Living Dead 1
Chapter 1106 The Living Dead 1
Song Mingyi, this is too exaggerated!
The same thought flashed through the minds of all the people present.
They couldn't even solve the poison themselves, but Song Mingyi was not only able to control himself, but could even save others.
This is outrageous!
She is actually more powerful than all the doctors in Yaoshan!
For a moment, those who had been competing with Song Mingyi until now and still refused to admit defeat all felt that they were overstepping their authority.
Why would they feel dissatisfied with such a big boss? Song Mingyi is so amazing that it is an honor for everyone to be able to compete with her!
Many people looked at Song Mingyi with admiration.
After Song Mingyi forced out the poison, she simply rinsed her mouth, and all the strange things that had just happened seemed to have never happened to her.
She suddenly raised her eyebrows, wiped the liquid from her lips, and smiled at Chen Zhao.
"The poison is good, but unfortunately..."
"The person you met was me."
There was a cold look in Chen Zhao's eyes.
Damn, he underestimated the enemy!
Now Song Mingyi actually dares to provoke him like this!
But why? The poison was developed for Song Mingyi...but she was able to block it!
Seeing Chen Zhao's bad expression, Song Mingyi's mood improved.
She wasn't going to risk her life.
Chen Zhao made no secret of his hostility. It could only be said that from the very beginning, this extra game was aimed at her.
It’s just a pity that others were forced to be implicated by her.
But it's not a big problem. After taking the medicine just now, it should have mostly relieved the disease. The doctors in Yaoshan can also treat the rest.
Song Mingyi lowered his head and saw that the originally snow-white and sharp jade needle had now turned completely black, with several black lines drawn across his forehead.
No, I originally thought that turning gray was the limit, but I didn’t expect it could turn completely black!
How many surprises does this Langhuan Jade Needle have that she doesn’t know about?
Song Mingyi had no choice but to disinfect the jade needles one by one and put them all back into the jade box.
The referee finally woke up from his dream and looked at Song Mingyi and Chen Zhao in shock: "This game..."
"Song Mingyi and Chen Zhao won!"
Song Mingyi and Chen Zhao looked at each other, each with their own thoughts. Song Mingyi curled the corners of his lips provocatively.
At this time, the poison in Zhou Mingyuan's body had been dissolved to the last level, but he could not hold on any longer and spat out blood.
He didn't want to admit defeat, and with a determined look in his eyes he stretched out his hand to the referee: "And... me."
The referee was horrified when he saw him covered in blood: "Mr. Zhou, I'll get someone to treat you right away!"
Zhou Mingyuan: “No need!”
He struggled to stand up, shakily, his body covered in blood, but his eyes were bright.
“I still have to participate in the next final.”
The referee looked embarrassed when he heard what Zhou Mingyuan said.
Chen Zhao on the side sneered, his eyes full of ridicule: "You are not qualified to be my opponent, go get treatment, otherwise you will die."
Zhou Mingyuan was unwilling to give up: "I have solved the poison!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mingyuan's body swayed and he was about to fall. The doctor next to him was so scared that he quickly supported him and took him away for treatment.
Chen Zhao no longer looked at Zhou Mingyuan, but looked at Song Mingyi: "Let's compete in the last match."
Song Mingyi: "Although you are not qualified to be my opponent, I agree."
Chen Zhao paused, his eyes instantly filled with a dark and gloomy color.
Before killing Song Mingyi, he will make Song Mingyi pay for his mouth.
Chen Zhao glanced at Song Mingyi indifferently, and noticed Elder Wu standing in the crowd on both sides with his peripheral vision. He curled the corners of his lips and returned to his seat.
Seeing this scene, Elder Wu calmly hid in the crowd and looked at Chen Zhao.
What other identity does Ming Jinyan have?
He could actually make such a person be loyal to him.
Originally, Elder Wu thought that Ming Jinyan would be an empty shell without the Ming family, but now it seems that he might have misunderstood.
If Ming Jinyan could kill Song Mingyi just like that...
Elder Wu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth with pride. By then, he wondered how painful it would be for Ji Qihuang to see his only disciple die!
He stared at Song Mingyi on the field with a mocking look in his eyes.
Song Mingyi, wait for your death!
After this extra game, most people were carried away.
The only people left, besides those who came to watch the game, were the doctors and staff of Yaoshan, and those who gave up the competition.
A patient was pushed up on a matching mobile bed.
There are various advanced instruments all around, measuring the patient's condition.
Many people looked over with great curiosity. The patient on the bed was a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and it was obvious that he came from a well-off family.
He had his eyes closed and had no tubes inserted into his body, only connected to some instruments to monitor his vital signs.
He lay there quietly, his face calm, looking as if he was asleep.
but--
The heart stops beating and the value is zero.
he died?
Just as doubts arose in Song Mingyi's heart, a case was assigned to him.
Now, there are only her and Zhou Mingyuan on the court.
Zhou Mingyuan: "Song Mingyi, since we are the only ones left, why not have a bigger one!"
He had a sinister look in his eyes and a sneer on his lips.
Song Mingyi curled her lips: "Tell me? If you are interested, I will agree to it."
"You know the rules of the Yaoshan North-South dispute, right? In the past, the loser had to recognize the winner as his master, but we don't use this."
"We use the old traditions and gamble our lives."
"When two people face each other, the loser will die."
Chen Zhao challenged, "What? Do you dare?"
He was absolutely sure that he could kill Song Mingyi in this game.
His heritage is unrivaled in the entire continent.
Song Mingyi?
Just a little troublemaker.
Seeing that Song Mingyi was so unruly, he would take good care of her when she died, give her several kinds of poison, and let her enjoy more pain before death.
Chen Zhao looked at Song Mingyi arrogantly.
Song Mingyi smiled back: "Of course, I just hope you can keep your word."
Chen Zhao snorted coldly: "The only loser will be you!"
Song Mingyi: "That's not necessarily true."
A cloud of smoke filled the air between the two of them. Song Mingyi blinked and quietly scanned the crowd.
What is Chen Zhao relying on to provoke all of them as soon as he arrives?
Judging from Chen Zhao's behavior, he will not fight a battle without preparation.
So, the mastermind behind this...
Song Mingyi's eyebrows twitched, but he didn't say anything and looked down at the case.
Yu Mengxiang, male, 36 years old.
Five years ago, Yu Mengxiang contracted a strange disease while sleeping.
Or to be more precise, Yu Mengxiang died in his sleep five years ago.
He was as stiff and cold as a dead person, and even his heart had stopped beating long ago.
The only difference was that he had no corpse spots and his body had not rotted.
And most importantly, the most advanced foreign instruments detected that Yu Mengxiang's brain nerves were still active.
This activity lasted for five years.