Bian Wanqing and Jia Zhenzhu couldn't help laughing, secretly sighing that this silly guy really took Ye Congwen's nonsense to heart.
"Brother Xiong is our great benefactor, how could we harm you? If you hadn't drawn your sword and helped Mo Fang with the help of Netherworld Cold Spring, how could we Lizhou natives have a chance to survive with his skill?
Don't worry, brother. When I return to the Demon Hunting Guard's Hundred Beasts Battlefield Unit, I will definitely tell the commander about Xiong Shan's heroic deeds, and let him tell the world about it in the name of the Demon Hunting Guard. I'm afraid the emperor will reward you by then. ! "
Ye Congwen said with a smile, so frightened that Xiong Shan turned pale and begged:
"Don't report it to the Commander-in-Chief. The Duke of Mo is extremely powerful. If you look back, he will secretly destroy our Xiong clan!
Deputy Commander Ye, if you have any requests, just ask. I, Xiongshan, will go through fire and water without hesitation. I just ask you not to tell anyone about Mo Fang's death at my hands. "
"That's it! That's because I was careless and didn't think so broadly. Since you keep a low profile and don't want to be famous, I can't force you.
As long as you help me subdue the Netherworld Cold Spring, we will let you go. What do you think? "
Seeing Xiongshan go straight to the point, Ye Congwen stopped being secretive and pointed out the theme directly.
"There's no problem, it's just that your elixir body-tempering technique is far better than mine. I'm afraid it won't be my turn to help."
Xiong Shan answered with a smile, with a flattering look on his face, which was completely different from the crying look before.
Only then did Bian Wanqing, Jia Zhuzhu and Zhen Yingjun realize that this big man was acting. The two-meter-tall man cried whenever he wanted to, laughed when he talked, and was speechless.
"It doesn't matter, I will let you take the lead every time. When you really can't hold on anymore, I will help you. If you help me win the Netherworld Cold Spring earlier, can't you go out earlier?"
Ye Congwen replied thoughtfully, and asked Xiong Shan to take the lead in dealing with Netherworld Hanquan. After all, he was overworked and needed to recuperate.
Xiong Shan was stunned, but did not dare to refute, so he had to walk at the front, carefully holding the four-color elixir and looking around. As long as Netherworld Hanquan dared to come, he would swallow the elixir.
Along the way, Ye Congwen taught Xiong Shan how to quickly increase the onset time of the elixir's body tempering technique, and how to regularly use the excess energy of the elixir to counterattack. Under Ye Congwen's careful guidance, Xiong Shan was able to fight effectively against Netherworld Hanquan. Come and go.
This made Xiong Shan more confident and rushed to bear all the hard work of dealing with Netherworld Hanquan, leaving Ye Congwen with no chance to intervene.
He had no choice but to follow Xiong Shan and Bian Wanqing to pick up the Nether Cold Spring beads on the ground. In less than half a day, they had collected seven or eight bottles. This time Ye Congwen was very generous and directly gave four bottles of Netherworld Cold Spring to Bian Wanqing, which made Jia Zhenying and Zhen Yingjun salivate behind him.
"It turns out that the fairy water is the Netherworld Cold Spring. Ye Congwen, you are really cunning. Are you afraid that the Demon Hunting Guard will ask you to hand over all the Netherworld Cold Spring, so you named the fairy water and asked me, Sister Qianqian? Covering you.
Do you think that if Bian Qianqian knew about this, would she still look good on you? "
"I've never seen what the Netherworld Cold Spring looks like? The Demon Hunting Guard has not provided its apprentices with the Demon Hunting Guard's sacred spring - the Netherworld Cold Spring for three hundred years.
At this point, I would like to remind everyone that the information about Netherworld Cold Spring can only be known to the four of us, and must not be spread to the ears of others. If the commander or even the people at the Demon Hunting Guard headquarters find out, let us hand over all the cold springs of the Netherworld. Where can you buy such a good spiritual spring for cultivation in the future? "
As Ye Congwen said this, he gave each of Jia Zhenzhu and Zhen Yingjun a bottle of Nether Cold Spring for free. They were so moved that they only nodded in agreement and promised again and again not to tell anyone.
When Bian Wanqing saw that Ye Congwen only gave one bottle each to Jia Zhenzhu and Zhen Yingjun, but he had four bottles, he immediately accepted it with a smile and stopped pursuing Ye Congwen's deception.
Ye Congwen waited for his body to fully recover, and he and Xiong Shan took turns attacking Netherworld Hanquan. The two of them never stopped for a moment, taking turns. After only four or five hours, they beat Netherworld Hanquan until it was only as thick as a chopstick.
Ye Congwen repeated his old trick, deliberately letting Netherworld Hanquan escape, and then followed behind him secretly. When it exposed the frozen Hong-level magic core, Ye Congwen suddenly flew forward, grabbed Netherworld Hanquan, and held it with one hand. Seize the Hong level magic core.
When all the Netherworld Cold Spring had turned into ice beads, and when he was about to pick up the remaining Netherworld Cold Spring beads, he saw a five-color altar appearing out of thin air, with a total of nine pits, five inside and four outside.
"Ye Congwen, it turns out it's exactly what you guessed! Four pairs of first-grade elixirs and five Hong-level magic cores. Hurry up and put them in. Maybe the door will open soon!"
Bian Wanqing said excitedly, while holding Ye Congwen's hand tightly, clasping his fingers tightly and refusing to let go at all.
"Let go, otherwise how can I get the magic core out of the treasure?"
Ye Congwen gave Bian Wanqing a reassuring look and patted the back of Bian Wanqing's hand gently, asking her to relax. One day, silk weaving will be entangled with ropes. Who can untie the ropes?
Bian Wanqing said quickly:
"You take them out and I'll put them on for you."
I saw Ye Congwen handing four pairs of first-grade elixirs and five Hong-level magic cores to Bian Wanqing one by one. Zhen Yingjun and Jia Zhenzhu stared at it for a long time, and then suddenly realized that these two people had already All the Hong level magic cores have been obtained.
With five Hong-level magic cores and four pairs of first-grade elixirs, Bian Wanqing really made the right bet this time. She did not hesitate to drag her face to entangle Ye Congwen, and she really gained a lot.
With the first-grade treasure medicine and Hong-level magic core, it is a sure thing to advance to the realm of body shaping and perfection. If you get the supreme inheritance of the Demon God King, for example, get a kind of divine beast bone pattern, isn't it destined to soar into the sky?
Jia Zhenying and Zhen Yingjun kept coughing and secretly reminded Bian Wanqing that it was time to implement the plan to reduce wages from the bottom of the cauldron agreed upon by the deputy commanders of the three governments.
It's a pity that Bian Wanqing turned a deaf ear. When Jia Zhenzhu saw Ye Congwen's left hand empty, she suddenly had the idea of imitating Bian Wanqing and clinging to Ye Congwen. However, she was not as thick-skinned as Bian Wanqing and was afraid of being betrayed by Ye Congwen. Wen made fun of him, hesitating and worrying about gains and losses, but just refused to move.
After four pairs of first-grade elixirs and five Hong-level magic cores were placed neatly, suddenly two lantern-sized red lights shot from the altar. After scanning them one by one, an invisible energy circle emerged, instantly killing Ye Congwen and Bian. Wanqing wrapped it in.
No matter how hard Jia Zhenyingjun beats outside the energy circle, she still can't get in. Jia Zhenzhu said angrily and sat down on the ground, wishing she could give herself a few slaps. Every hesitation would turn into eternal hatred!
"Deputy Commander Ye, hurry up and throw out a first-grade treasure medicine and a Hong-level magic core. I, Zhen Yingjun and Jia Zhenzhu, will never steal the supreme inheritance of the Demon God King from you."
Zhen Yingjun called earnestly from the side. Bian Wanqing was about to answer when his hand was suddenly squeezed by Ye Congwen. Ye Congwen stretched out his ears, pretending not to hear, and opened his mouth desperately to ask, but unfortunately he still couldn't. No sound can be made.
Seeing that Ye Congwen couldn't hear, Zhen Yingjun quickly pointed at the first-grade treasure medicine and the Hong-level magic core with his fingers, but unfortunately Ye Congwen never understood the point.
Suddenly, the door above the altar opened wide, and an ancient and simple bronze door slowly opened. The breath of wildness rushed in, and the fragrance of exotic flowers and plants could be smelled from a long distance away.
Bian Wanqing is good at mixing various flower and plant fragrance powders and preparing perfume powders. As soon as she smells the unique fragrances that she has never smelled before, she knows that these are rare flowers and exotic herbs, at least not found in the Baishou Mountains. .
He immediately felt yearning. If he picked a few exotic flowers and herbs, and then made an exclusive secret recipe perfume powder and sold it in the Bian Mansion Women's Shop, wouldn't he be able to make a fortune by then?
Ye Congwen didn't have the time to pay attention to any exotic flowers and herbs. Taking advantage of Bian Wanqing's distraction, he flicked his long sleeves and put the four pairs of first-grade elixirs and five Hong-level magic cores on the altar into the jade storage , such a precious thing can only be safe if you put it in your own pocket.
"Sister Pearl, what do you think happened to Bian Wanqing? The ancestors of the three mansions had already agreed upon a plan, why did she change her mind at the last moment? If she had just kicked Ye Congwen out according to the plan and dragged us in, these precious medicines and magic cores Aren’t they all ours?
Why should she take advantage of an outsider from a family with the same surname? Is she going to break the clan rules of the Three Houses Alliance? "
Zhen Yingjun did not enter the inheritance site, nor did he get the first-grade treasure medicine and the Hong-level magic core. He felt extremely disappointed. Ye Congwen and Bian Wanqing couldn't hear what we said anyway. In anger, he wanted to join forces with Jia Zhenzhu to go there. There was a big fuss in Bian Mansion.
"Everyone else is pregnant with triplets. Why don't the men want her instead of you?"
Jia Zhenzhu cursed angrily, handsome men and beautiful women cuddling and hugging each other all day long, who can control it? A man and a woman slept together for a whole month. If it were me, Jia Zhenzhu, I would be afraid...
Ye Congwen heard Jia Zhenzhu and Zhen Yingjun's words clearly, and smiled knowingly at Bian Wanqing. It turned out that the deputy commander of the third mansion was really doing something behind his back, just as he expected.
Bian Wanqing blinked slyly, neither admitting nor denying. Anyway, she held Ye Congwen's hand tightly, leaning against each other like a bird, and held Ye Congwen's hand on her smooth lips. Rub your belly a few times.
Jia Zhenying was stunned and speechless for a long time.
The door above the head slowly opened, and a colorful vortex slowly enveloped Ye and Bian. The strong suction force almost separated Ye and Bian. Bian Mansion looked at the colorful whirlpool of five colors, which seemed to be connected to the unknown fairyland and divine palace. Bian Wanqing asked curiously:
"Ye Congwen, do you think the inheritance place of the Demon God King will be built in the Fairyland God's Mansion? Let's go pick a fairy flower and divine grass later, okay? My ancestors said that there is a fairy flower and divine grass that can make life better. Multiple births may improve the fertility of your mosaic and leaf races."
Your ancestors really knew everything! Ye Congwen knew that Bian Wanqing was smart and alert. At this time, he was talking about multiples. Didn't he just want to tell me that only you know which fairy flower and magical grass has this function?
Are you afraid that I will abandon you and not take you to the inheritance place of the Demon God King? He is quite good at picking the right time to reach out. But my hand can be stretched out faster than yours!
"With conditions like yours, there is no need for fairy flowers and divine grass at all."
Ye Congwen's eyes suddenly became intense, and a thick devil's hand climbed rapidly along his belly toward the steep peaks, and he was about to climb the dangerous peak. Bian Wanqing suddenly took action, clawing at the back of Ye Congwen's hand with sharp nails like ten plowshares. If he dared to go an inch beyond the thunder pool, his skin would be ripped open and his flesh would drip with blood.
Unexpectedly, Ye Congwen was not here, so he succeeded in tricking Bian Wanqing into letting go of his hands. He immediately took out his giant ax and prepared to cut off the rope in their hands.
"Ye Congwen, you are so cruel. We have lived and died together for dozens of days. Do you really want to cut off my arm and take away the supreme inheritance?"
Bian Wanqing hurriedly showed weakness and begged, her pear blossoms were wet with rain, her eyes were red, and a white arm kept beating on the rope to interfere. She seemed to be trying to cut off my rope, so why don't you cut off my hand first.
Ye Congwen raised his head to look at the huge five-color whirlpool, and suddenly it was entangled with each other, changing from one to two, facing his head and Bian Wanqing's head respectively, and quickly slashed at the rope with a giant axe. Unfortunately, the rope is soft and slippery, can be stretched and retracted, and cannot be used at all.
"I've already told you that this is incompatible with the rope and the knife will keep cutting. Don't worry about it. Why don't you save your strength and let's pick the fairy flowers and divine grass together?"
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