A Special Army Formed

Huo Qiyun frowned at Lin Ran. "For some reason, I don't think I will like your plan."

Lin Ran grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. "This means that your intuition is very accurate."

Huo Qiyun pointed at the fruit in Lin Ran's hand. "This fruit is called Half-Saint Perish. As the name suggests, it's poisonous to martial artists below the Half-Saint realm."

Lin Ran's face turned pale. Although it couldn't be seen under the mask, his voice was already trembling. "What poison?"

A sly smile appeared on Huo Qiyun's childish face. "Don't be nervous. It's not very poisonous. At most, it's gonna cause diarrhea."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Lin Ran shouted and wanted to feed Huo Qiyun one, but before he could do it, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach!

...

An hour later.

Lin Ran and Huo Qiyun flew straight towards the next sect that participated in King Zhao's rebellion.

"I want to take back what I said!"