Su Shao was startled: "Linglong's courage is not in your body?"
Su Ruotang's tone was cold: "Why are you looking for Linglong Dan?"
An angry look suddenly appeared on Su Shao's face: "Because of you, Yao'er endured the pain of skin peeling and bone filing. She has been taking medicine all year round. Only by finding Linglong Guan can she be cured!"
"You'd better hand over Linglong Guan."
Hearing this, Su Ruotang suddenly felt an indescribable bitterness and pain in his heart.
This is the original emotion that belongs to this body.
Anger, sadness, pain...
Su Ruotang took a deep breath, pursed her red lips into a straight line, her pair of gleaming peach blossom eyes seemed to be tempered by ice, and her voice was clear and calm, "Su Shao, who told you that your exquisite courage can cure Su Muyao?"
Linglong Gallbladder is the key to detoxifying cold toxins.
She only has half a year, and she must find these three medicinal herbs within half a year.
There are very few people who know about Linglong Guang. Who gave Su Shao this news?
Su Shao covered his chest and coughed a few more times, looking a little surprised: "I don't know, someone gave me a note saying that Linglong Dan can cure Yaoer, and you know where Linglong Dan is."
Su Ruotang narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked towards the house.
Su Shao reluctantly got up and shouted in a loud voice: "Su...Third Princess, are you really so cruel?"
Su Ruotang paused as he stepped into the side door.
She didn't look back, her voice was cold, "Oh, am I cruel? Su Shao, don't let me find an excuse to kill you."
As she finished her voice, the side door was closed by the waiter.
Qingwan said angrily: "Miss, you must not give Linglong Guts to him!"
"They abused you like that in the mansion, and now they still have the nerve to ask for things from you. How shameless!"
Su Ruotang paused, raised her hand and pinched Qingwan's bulging little face, her eyebrows arched, "Your young lady is no longer the young lady who always responded to their requests."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Shi came over in a hurry, "Third Princess, Your Highness, please go to Qin Tian Prison."
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Qin Tianjian.
When Su Ruotang arrived, Emperor Wu Shun, Liu Wanyue, Mo Ronyan, and Mo Jinming all looked up at the star chart in the main hall.
"Your Majesty, the stars are changing. I suspect that Feng Yan has done something against the laws of heaven." Feng Luo looked solemn.
Su Ruotang happened to hear his words when he stepped into the hall.
She raised her head to look at the stars, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, "Does the gray air in the stars represent the soul?"
Without waiting for Feng Luo to speak, she continued to speak with an ethereal and careless voice, "Is it...a soul that died innocently and tragically, and was confused and unable to be reincarnated?"
Feng Luo didn't expect that she could actually see the gray energy in the stars. He turned to look at her in shock, "What else did you see?"
Su Ruotang looked a little confused: "It's a little gray and gradually turned black."
Feng Luo's expression changed: "Are there many people dyed black?"
Su Ruotang counted them carefully: "Not many, just seven now."
"Qidao..." Feng Luo looked solemn, "Little girl, come with me."
"Your Majesty, you, your concubine, and your two highnesses will go to the apse and wait for me for a while."
Emperor Wu Shun looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Go and do your work first."
His eyes fell on Su Ruotang, extremely complicated, "Third wife, you..."
In the end, he didn't say anything, just sighed, "You'll have to work hard from now on."
Su Ruotang responded softly: "Father, don't worry."
The moment she accepted the book, she shouldered the consequences.
If the people are really evil, she will naturally take action.
Following Feng Luo, they came to a hall filled with talismans and seals.
"This is......"
"Little girl, can you understand these talismans?"
Su Ruotang looked at it carefully and said slowly, "Exorcise evil spirits, calm the soul, condense the soul..."
As the mysterious arts names spilled out of her mouth, Feng Luo's expression became more and more shocked.
It wasn't until Su Ruotang stopped talking for a long time that he said blankly, "Girl, can you draw the simplest exorcism charm?"
Su Ruotang looked at him strangely: "You can't draw?"
Feng Luo: "How is that possible! I can draw these symbols with my eyes closed!"
Su Ruotang said oh and pointed to a talisman in the center, "Old man, can you draw this one?"
Feng Luo looked at the complex and mysterious purple thunder talisman in the center, and his eyes twitched. "This is the supreme talisman seal of Xuanmen. I don't have hundreds of years of skill..." I can't draw it.
The remaining four words were swallowed back automatically when he saw the silver light lingering on Su Ruotang's fingertips.
His eyes were as wide as bells, and he watched in disbelief as Su Ruotang outlined the talisman in the air.
He looked at the talisman drawn by the ancestor of Qin Tianjian a hundred years ago, and then looked at the talisman that was shining with silver light in the air and growing more and more coercive.
Gradually began to doubt life.
The purple thunder talisman is a talisman that can attract the purple thunder of the nine heavens and chop the ghosts into pieces.
And without hundreds of years of cultivation, it would be impossible to draw the Purple Thunder Talisman.
This little girl took the book back and within a day or two, she drew the Purple Thunder Talisman?
Su Ruotang pursed her lips tightly, and beads of sweat dripped from her smooth and plump forehead.
With trembling fingertips, she placed the last stroke.
After the talisman was completed, Feng Luo suddenly felt a pressure spreading that made his heart palpitate.
His calves trembled, looking at the silver talisman in the air, he swallowed hard, "You...you actually drew it?"
"Is this difficult?" Su Ruotang wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at Feng Luo, who had a ghostly look on his face.
Feng Luo was tongue-tied: "Have you...have you ever been exposed to occult arts before?"
Su Ruotang shook his head: "No."
Feng Luo's eyes widened even more: "Then how come you know how to draw the Purple Thunder Talisman?"
Su Ruotang raised his eyebrows: "Follow what is drawn in the book."
After finishing her words, she added, "Is this difficult?"
Feng Luo: "!!!"
This is not a question of whether it is difficult or not! ! !
Except for the ancestor, no one can draw it anymore.
This little girl has only been practicing for a day or two, but she actually drew this talisman!
It's really annoying to compare people to each other.
Until now, he can only draw simple soul attracting charms.
Su Ruotang waved his small hand, and the talisman dispersed, and the terrifying pressure in the room also dissipated.
She blinked, a hint of teasing flashing across her eyes, "You want me to be your teacher, and I'll teach you?"
Hearing the familiar tone, Feng Luo blew his beard and said, "Little girl, I am the master."
Su Ruotang spoke slowly and in a sweet voice, "Then draw the Purple Thunder Talisman and see."
