Yang Zhao turned her head expressionlessly and checked the things on her body. Fortunately, she woke up at the right time, otherwise the man on the hill would have taken action.
However, there is a reason why there are so few people here. She had come out a day and night late, and her place had been searched carefully several times.
Today, everyone is searching in the distance. Naturally, there are no people in these nearby places.
Yang Zhao carried everything on her back, picked up the stick, and searched carefully on the ground. She must find the red iron piece. She didn't know how to enter the Soul Land, so she could only rely on the red iron piece. Take her in.
Fortunately, she didn't throw it very far and found it at the heavy roots of a weed bush.
She must deal with Fang Shuli completely!
If I remember correctly, the middle-aged man called it the Blood Token.
Yang Zhao looked at the small piece of iron in his hand and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Why did you have such a mediocre name? ! The names in online games and anime are so lofty, but in reality they are so earthy.
She stuffed the blood token in her arms, looked for directions, and started to return to the market.
Her dry food was all stained with mud and she couldn't eat it anymore. Now her body was aching and she didn't even dare to run. If something unexpected happened, she wouldn't be able to run.
In fact, if her physical condition allowed, she would like to go to another market.
Yang Zhao suspected that Zong Sheng recognized her. If Zong Sheng lost, Yang Zhao and the Black Panther master would become rivals from now on.
But her physical condition was not what she expected, and her stomach was unbearably hungry.
Now she had no choice but to go back. It would be best if she bought some dry food and left without staying in the market, so that neither party would have to meet.
Yang Zhao walked around and finally returned to the market at sunset.
After only half a day, there were actually many richly dressed people in the market.
Their expressions were calm, and there was a hint of arrogance in their eyebrows. They were standing in twos and threes and talking to each other. As for the meteorite stall next to it, they didn't even look at it.
Yang Zhao avoided these people and returned to the hotel. He stored the meteorite first, bought some dry food, and asked his second brother to fill the bamboo tube with water.
After settling everything, she turned around and walked out. Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, a large black leopard jumped out from beside her and stopped Yang Zhao.
"Brother Leopard? Why did you come out? Is your master ready?"
"Ho~~"
Yang Zhao: "That's not bad. Don't you need to accompany him?"
"Of course there is no need." A young man walked out from the side and came to her and bowed deeply: "Zong said, I would like to thank fellow Taoist Yang for saving his life."
Yang Zhao was shocked when he saw him. Seeing that he just thanked him, he shook his hand guiltily: "You don't need to pay me such a big courtesy. This is Brother Bao's credit. I don't dare to take credit."
The smile on Zong Yan's face was hearty and sincere: "How can this be greed for merit? Fellow Taoist Yang, you are too humble. I remember Xuan Sheng's contribution in my heart; I dare not forget fellow Taoist's life-saving grace. I think you just When you come back from outside, you haven't eaten yet, how about we go together?"
Yang Zhao waved his hand and declined politely: "I won't eat. While it's still dark, I want to go outside to look for meteorites again. I won't be back tonight."
"Fellow Taoist, I still have some inventory in hand. Just tell me what meteorites you need."
At this moment, Yang Zhao was seriously tempted and shook his head cruelly.
"No, no, I can just find it myself."
The two people were pushing and pushing each other here, and Zong Yan walked out of the hotel.
Zong Yan asked happily: "Uncle, it's great that you're awake."
"I just woke up, and I wanted to go find Miss Yang, but I didn't expect to meet her at the door. I thought there would be some trouble on Miss Yang's side."
Zong Sheng had a gentle smile on his face and turned to look at Yang Zhao.
Yang Zhao's heartbeat stopped for half a beat. The boss really recognized her and licked his dry lips to deal with it cautiously.
"Thank you for your concern, sir. It's no trouble."
Zong Sheng looked clear and did not ask any further questions: "Then Miss Yang, please come in. I have already notified everyone who has come into contact with the blood token to come and gather. When everyone arrives, I will introduce the general situation to you." Fan."
"Did fellow Taoist also find the Blood Spirit Tablet?" Zong Yan asked with some surprise, "Why didn't I see fellow daoist?"
Yang Zhao smiled awkwardly: "I found it late and went there late, and I didn't see you either."
"Come in and have something to eat together."
Zong Sheng did not allow her to refuse and took her to the hotel.
The group of people came to an upper room and sat down. Zong Yan opened his mouth to give orders to the servants who came in later.
"Butler, prepare a table of good food. I want to have a drink with fellow Taoist Yang."
Soon the table in front of him was filled with dishes and drinks that Yang Zhao had never seen before.
Zong Yan originally wanted to persuade her to drink, but his uncle stopped him with a look. He had to introduce the dishes to her enthusiastically.
Although this table also features seafood, there are also many animals, birds, vegetables and fruits.
Yang Zhao listened carefully and took a few bites of something from "Food Taboos".
Although these meals were very delicious, it was the first time she had eaten so well since arriving here.
But she tasted nothing, didn't remember much of the taste, and wasted a table of good food.
After the three of them finished eating and cleaning up, it was already dark outside, and the hotel was bustling with many people.
Zong Sheng led the two of them to the courtyard. Everyone he met along the way would salute him and say hello, while taking a closer look at Zong Yan and Yang Zhao behind him.
Yang Zhao felt very uncomfortable and said goodbye to Zong Sheng softly.
"Sir, I won't go with you."
Zong Yan, who was next to him, heard what she said and said, "Uncle, I'm here to accompany fellow Taoist Yang, you can just go there by yourself."
Zong Sheng nodded, leaving the two of them alone and continued on his way.
When the boys and girls nearby saw Zong Yan stop, they all came over.
"Brother Zong, you are here."
"Brother Zong, do you know why your uncle invited us here?"
…
The crowd was bustling, and Yang Chao took the opportunity to slowly move out, but before she could take two steps, Zong Yan pulled her over and introduced her to them.
"This is my savior, fellow Taoist Yang Zhaoyang."
Those boys and girls were suddenly diverted.
"Ah! Are you the one who rode Xuan Sheng to rescue Brother Zong?"
"I heard from people in the market that you were seriously injured at that time! It was really not easy."
"That's not the case. I see that Fellow Daoist Yang is not very high in cultivation, but he is not afraid of danger and draws his sword to help the unconscious clan brother. He will definitely achieve a lot in the future."
………
Yang Zhao listened to their compliments with a stiff smile on his face, without any room to interrupt. These people were really good at talking.
