Chapter 53: Killing the Master and Fighting for His Life (1)

"Huh?" The calm in the cave finally made Old Man Beiming feel the difference.

He stuffed the small transparent bottle into his robe and looked up at Mu Ge, who was lying on the ground.

"Why is there no movement at all? Could it be that the poison was so powerful this time that it killed this kid?" With a hint of surprise, the old man Bei Ming came to Mu Ge in an instant.

He squatted down, skinny, but his very hard hands quickly grabbed Mu Ge's white wrist and probed for the pulse.

The pulse was steady, and it didn't seem to be out of the ordinary.

The old man Bei Ming sneered, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased. The sharp nails almost fell into Mu Ge's flesh and blood.

"Hmph, stinky boy, are you pretending to be dead?" The old man Beiming almost crushed Mu Ge's wrist bones.

Enduring the severe pain, Mu Ge didn't react at all.

As if, really fainted.

The old man Beiming smiled cruelly and put a lot of effort into his palm. Just hearing a 'click', Mu Ge's wrist was broken by him. Under the skin, where the bones are broken, it bulges suddenly, and it seems that it will pierce the flesh and rush out at any time.

The pain of the broken bone made Mu Ge's forehead covered in cold sweat, but she still didn't say a word, not even a single response.

Dormant waiting, waiting for a perfect moment.

This is the most basic quality that a good hunter needs to have.

Mu Ge believes that he is a very good hunter.

"Jie Jie, how can you be so tolerant?" The old man Bei Ming's smile was creepy. Holding Mu Qingge's severed hand, he lifted her up like a chicken, his feet off the ground.

The weight of the body is only supported by the broken hand.

This kind of pain almost made Mu Ge collapse. However, she still held back, her head drooping, as if she was completely unconscious. However, under her lowered face, in her tightly closed eyes, a cold murderous intent emerged.

Tortured Mu Ge for a while, but still got no response.

The old man Bei Ming seemed to have lost his patience and threw her violently. Mu Ge's spine slammed hard on the rock wall of the cave, and the pain of almost breaking, almost made her faint.

"Hmph, useless thing." Bei Ming old man turned his back to her and muttered in dissatisfaction.

It seems that after making sure that Mu Ge was not pretending to be stunned, he began to think that his poison was too strong, which caused her abnormality.

The devastated Mu Ge had her cheeks pressed against the cold and wet ground, and her tightly closed eyes opened slightly. Through the gap, she saw that the old man Beiming seemed to be doing something with his head down.

"It's really a waste, but if you die like this, the old man will have to find the medicine boy again to test the medicine." The old man Bei Ming said to himself, but he didn't notice Mu Ge's ice-cold eyes on the ground behind him.

After a while, the old man Bei Ming turned around again. At this time, there was an equally black pill in his hand.

Step by step, Mu Ge's thin and curled body was shrouded in black shadows.

The cold and sharp voice of the old Beiming sounded again: "If you take my elixir, you will not survive. Then make you a medicine man, so as not to waste the old man's medicinal materials."

Saying that, he grabbed Mu Ge by the collar and lifted her up. Hands around her neck, squeezing her cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth.

In the other hand, he held the pill and stuffed it into Mu Ge's mouth.

Right now!

Mu Ge was sure in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes without a moment's hesitation.

In those eyes, it was as cold as snow, as cold as ice, and as sharp as a sword, but it was calm and undisturbed. The bottom of her penetrating eyes reflected the slightly stunned look of the old Bei Ming, and she smiled.