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Mr. Fu's expression changed again and again.

Master Xuan looked calm and spoke again:

"Fu Dao, how are you thinking?"

Mr. Fu walked step by step to sit on the futon, picked up the spiritual tea on the tea table and took a sip. The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Master Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Obviously not one who can stand his temper.

While Mr. Fu was pondering, he took the lead and said:

"If it's my wish, Fellow Daoist Fu, you have only one way to go today. No, just now our palace master said, she doesn't force you to join our sect, but... if we need to refine a fifth-level spirit, Fellow Daoist Fu, you must obey orders unconditionally, of course, we will not give you less for this alchemy reward, it is even twice as high as the price in the market!"

Finished.

Master Xuan waved his sleeve.

A dark red scroll flashed out.

The scroll opens.

A pungent smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

Master Xuan pointed his sword, and a drop of blood on his index finger fell on the blood contract with a "tick" sound. He quickly wrote a few lines on the blood contract, and then looked at Mr. Fu:

"Fu Dao, sign your name on the blood contract!"

Master Xuan suddenly changed his tune.

This surprised Mr. Fu. He knew that this sudden change was most likely related to Fu Shiyi. Master Xuan just exuded so much pressure, so their palace master's skills are even more profound, and Mr. Fu is even more worried about Fu Shiyi's safety.

"What? Fu Dao, aren't you satisfied with this condition?!

Master Xuan saw that Mr. Fu was motionless.

Obviously a little angry.

"No, no"

In the face of absolute strength.

Mr. Fu didn't dare to trust him, so he quickly pulled his mind away and looked at the blood contract in front of him.

A few lines from the blood contract.

It is exactly the condition that Master Xuan just mentioned.

Mr. Fu confirmed three times that it was correct, and signed his name on the blood contract in accordance with the law. Then the blood contract turned into a ball of blood, half of which was injected into Master Xuan's eyebrows, and half of which was injected into Mr. Fu's eyebrows.

In the dark.

An invisible restraint was imposed on Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu looked at Cang Li, who was floating in the air. When Master Xuan saw him, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"Fu Dao, since you are unwilling to join our sect, I cannot give you this Cangliu Fruit for free. One Cangliu Fruit can make up for fifty years of your life, but it is not as good as the one refined from the Immortality Tree that you have worked so hard to search for. How much is the difference between longevity pills? If you can get the spirit of equivalent value, this Cang Li, Xuan can give it to you at a discount."

The Longevity Pill can increase one's lifespan by one year.

Convert it.

That is ten years longer than the Cangli Fruit.

But whether the longevity tree can be found is a matter of time. In addition, the refined longevity pill may not be enough to share between the Cheng family and the Ouyang family. Mr. Fu naturally wants the Cangli fruit.

wrong!

Mr. Fu's body trembled.

His hole is enlarged.

He looked at Master Xuan intently.

I was extremely shocked.

A group of them came in to look for Changsheng Shuyi. How did Master Xuan in front of them know? !

The mysterious woman wearing a veil who followed them flashed through Mr. Fu's mind. That mysterious woman was probably from the same sect as Master Xuan!

No wonder.

The mysterious woman is so familiar with this ruins.

only.

Master Xuan disclosed such important information to me so carelessly, which is somewhat unexplainable.

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