"Fang Zhe, put me down, I want to go to the cellar."
"By the way, what did you two do to my senior brothers? Why don't they wake up?"
Jiang Su was vaguely aware of three even breathing sounds on the wall near the door. They didn't make any sound the whole time.
Fang Zhe placed the girl firmly on the ground, then pressed his feet hard to dig his calves into the soil, covering the whole knee. With his current height, he could stand upright, hold the girl in green's wrist, and lead her to the cellar.
When Chen Zeshen flew towards the wooden box, he took it with both hands. He held his breath and opened the wooden box, not even daring to blink. The next moment, they saw that what was placed in the wooden box was the human elixir the size of an egg that they were looking for.
Xu Yan didn't even dare to take a breath. He was close to his good junior brother and wanted to touch this painstakingly obtained elixir.
Chen Zeshen swallowed and then replied: "With some medicinal powder, they have to sleep for three days."
Medicinal powder?
Jiang Su felt that there was some dirt under his feet unknowingly, but he didn't take it seriously. He squatted next to the cellar and asked quietly: "Where did it come from?"
Three days of sleep, three days of sleep? Who refined this in our medical clinic?
Xu Yan smiled in Jiang Su's direction and said, "Don't worry, I took it from Miaoshou Hall while it was chaotic! We didn't touch anything from Yusu Hall!"
"..." I still have to thank you.
"Yeah. You owe me a total of one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones. Remember, I just took some of your blood and made a blood contract. The term is three hundred years. If you still can't pay the one hundred thousand spiritual stones, you can go. die."
Jiang Su didn't even look back, and took out two pieces of yellow paper from his sleeves. On the yellow paper, a paragraph of blood was written at some point. At the bottom of the word "blood" are two large blood spots.
When Chen Zeshen saw this piece of paper, he vaguely noticed that there was a blood thread connecting him to the girl in green not far away. He could not ignore the suppressed feeling no matter how far away he was.
He turned his head and looked at his senior brother. Seeing that Xu Yan had no reaction, he still looked at the human elixir seriously. He understood what Jiang Su meant.
This blood contract was signed between himself and her.
He stared closely at Qing Yi in the distance, the yellow paper moved slightly in the wind, the blood words gradually blurred in his eyes, the light and shadow flowed, and he seemed to see an elegant and upright person coming to his side again.
"Xiuxue..."
Jiang Su folded the yellow paper again. Under the watchful eyes of Chen Zeshen and Fang Zhe, she stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it three or two times. There was a slight movement in her neck as she swallowed.
Swallow it into your belly.
The things in your stomach are safe, right? Xi Chao.
"You ate... the blood contract???"
"Your blood tastes good."
The girl in green knelt down, stretched out her hand again to feel the wisps of death coming from under the cellar, and frowned.
Chen Zeshen put away the human elixir, pinched his fingers and Xu Yan repeatedly calculated to determine the time for the first snow. He couldn't see Jiang Su's expression now, so he slowly moved forward, wanting to squat next to Jiang Su.
Upon seeing this, Fang Zhe stood directly in front of him and looked at him indifferently with condescending eyes.
"..."
Chen Zeshen ignored him and squatted down across Fang Zhe. He was about five feet away from Jiang Su.
He touched into his storage bag, and the next second, he took out a small thing covered in black armor.
Jiang Su was keenly aware of the sudden demonic aura behind him, turned around and asked, "What did you get?"
Chen Zeshen's charming eyes were as silky as silk, his lips curled up and he said with a teasing smile: "Your son."
? ? ?
"Pulao? Why doesn't he make a sound???"
Doesn’t Pulao like to talk the most? The harshness of the voice was as harsh as that of the duck-voiced swordsman. Why was it so quiet all of a sudden?
"Speaking of Pulao... Fang Zhe, where's Yaizhen? I should have left Yaizhen and Little Jinwa to you, but why after I woke up I could only feel Little Jinwa, but not Yaizhen's breath."
Hearing this, Fang Zhe took a look at the Heilin cub held in Chen Zeshen's hand, and took out a furry little beast with yellow and white fur from his storage bag. Its slightly thick tail hung straight down.
"Um?"
Why is there no sound?
Jiang Su turned around completely, feeling the breath of the demon realm, and reached out to touch the two cubs.
It's ice cold when you start it, even a little hard.
"This feeling is..."
"Dead??? You raised them all to death???"
Jiang Su was shocked and grabbed the two little ones and groped their bodies. I took a breath, and sure enough, there was no breath at all.
Feel the light "corpse" in your hands. Jiang Su let out a long sigh: "Okay, haha, it's really good."
Fang Zhe then stumbled and said: "At night... suddenly... there was no... thunder. The day you fell asleep, he also fell asleep."
Yazhen was silent on the day I passed through the thunder tribulation? Thunder... Thunder again... Isn't thunder the thing that brings life to dead things in the Demon Realm?
During the last thunder catastrophe... Yaizhen and Pulao also seemed to be dead...
In this world of cultivation... what does the sky thunder mean...
Jiang Su turned around, threw five stones into the cellar, made a seal with his hands, and whispered: "Feng."
Now that things have happened, Liu Yunqing can no longer return from here. From what he saw and learned, he would be able to deduce many secrets of the Demon Realm. Nowadays, demon cultivators are still not accepted by everyone. The less people know about the demon realm, the better.
After the formation was formed, the spiritual power gradually dissipated in front of her. Jiang Su randomly messed up the stones with his hands and threw them around so that they were indistinguishable from ordinary gravel. At this time, she got up and walked towards the door.
"Let's go, you guys go to Yusu Hall with me. I want to know the news from your mouth."
Jiang Su pounced and grabbed Fang Zhe's sleeve. The next moment, his body was flipped upside down.
here we go again! ! ! Over-the-shoulder hug? ?
Fang Zhe held him firmly against his body, and stood smoothly on top of Su Su with both feet. At this time, Xu Yan and Chen Zeshen also picked up their magical weapons and followed Fang Zhe.
"If someone comes looking for these senior brothers... it wasn't me who did it anyway."
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"Master, my junior sister has developed a prescription to treat the epidemic after she came out of seclusion. Now all the uncles who have rescued Kufeng are preparing to brew new medicine at the foot of the mountain. This mortal epidemic will be lifted in just a few days."
Dong Yiyi is sitting in the pavilion, making tea with new leaves and buds. Opposite him is a monk in white clothes, his beard and hair are turning white. He has a piece of plum cake in his left hand and a piece of green plum in his right hand.
Meng Lingshi chewed the food in his mouth leisurely and swallowed it all before replying: "Yes, Jiang Su is there to rescue Kufeng, which can be regarded as filling the vacancy of Jiang Shui's travel. The medical cultivator and us Sword cultivators are different, their Taoism is directly reflected in their treatment of injuries and illnesses."
"Although Jiang Su is young, he already looks like his father."
(End of chapter)
