"Isn't Chekin very knowledgeable about poisons? Do you have any opinions to share?" Ning Yu looked at Chekin, who also raised his head proudly, vigorously shaking the long plumes on his forehead.
"Me?" Chekin laughed heartily, "I do have a strong resistance to poisons, but where did you get the idea I've researched them! Since I'm back, might as well let the Owen monk draw some blood for the little parrot. I believe my blood is definitely more resistant to poison than Phoenix Blood."
"I must have been out of my mind, how could I have forgotten about you? You're an expert at being immune to all poisons." Liu Zhenhan slapped his forehead, regretful, "Obischillaci! Should have called you back sooner, then I wouldn't have gotten mixed up with Mourinho."
