Chapter 180

One punch killed Ao Bifang.

The emperor was so hot and dry that he still had nowhere to vent his strength. He wanted to find his wife again, but he remembered that his wife was dying last night. If he made another stick, he would have to be single for the rest of his life.

Therefore, his fiery eyes stared at the masters of the red sun.

At the moment, with the strength of the emperor's demon respect, the only experts left in the red sun had no chance to escape, and all were killed by the emperor.

Without high-end combat power, others in the red sun line suddenly collapsed.

At the same time, the power of swallowing the emperor's full mouth can be regarded as venting. Although the cultivation is still in the realm of half respect, it is only one step away from the real demon respect.

The crisis of the sky eating demon wolf family.

Finally, it was lifted.

"Ao Yun!"

The emperor shouted.

"Yes." Ao Yungong came respectfully.

"In a few days, when I finish cleaning up the mess of the tribe, you take me to find my son. By the way, meet the expert who saved my royal family from water and fire!" The emperor said enthusiastically.

"Yes."

Ao Yun lowered his head.

"By the way, and drive the two wastes of Ao tie out of the emperor's palace. That's my qinger's bedroom. Even if he doesn't come back, others don't want to get involved!" The emperor ordered again.

Ao Yun took a look at the real emperor and bowed his head and left.

……

"What a fine day!"

Yi Feng stretched out, walked out of the martial arts school, and then walked towards the wasteland behind.

"Sir."

"Yes, sir."

In the wasteland, Wu Yonghong and others were still diligently waving hoes. When they saw Yi Feng coming, they all greeted him respectfully.

"If you're busy, I'll walk around!"

Yi Feng said with a smile and looked around. Although the old men were slow, they did a good job.

"Well, that, sir."

At this time, Lu Dasheng came obediently with a smell of shit. It's not that he didn't pay attention to it. On the contrary, he wanted to remove the smell from his body than anyone else, but without the words of this one in front of him, he didn't dare to use any means of cultivation!

"What's the matter?"

Yi Feng asked.

"Er, sir, Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li have finished carrying the feces. Do you think I can leave?" Lu Dasheng looked forward and asked carefully.

"Oh, really?"

Yi Feng glanced at the dung needed in the field. It was obviously not enough. If such a good dung picker ran away, where would he find such a person?

So, he said earnestly, "you see, people always have a beginning and an end. There is still a lot of dung in the field, so you'd better help me carry it all before leaving!"

Hearing the speech, Lu Dasheng had tears in his eyes.

He is the first medicine refiner in Nansha. In these days, he has been driven crazy. There are no higher days on weekdays. He has to stay with dung every day. His mentality is about to collapse.

Finally, he endured the state of mind and picked up all the dung. He thought he could restore his freedom, but he didn't think he was still unwilling to let him leave.

However, he did not dare to refuse, so he had to nod his head hard and agree with tears.

Looking at Lu Dasheng's depressed appearance, Yi Feng also knew that he felt that his salary was a little low.

Think about it. It's really a little less to carry so much dung and so many gold coins.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and solemnly said, "don't worry, you pick up the dung, I won't treat you badly, and the benefits are indispensable!"

Hearing the speech, Lu Dasheng's heart trembled, his godless eyes were full of heat, and he hurriedly looked at Yi Feng.

It looks like tears.

This, are you finally willing to forgive yourself and give yourself blessings?

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

He quickly nodded his head and looked forward to Yi Feng's words.

Lu Dasheng's appearance made Yi Feng smile.

This guy really thinks his salary is low. He thought he was a hob meat. In fact, he hasn't been in contact for a long time. He still looks quite honest. Otherwise, he won't dislike the low salary and dare not say it all the time.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng's view of this man has also changed a lot. He said with great concern: "although you are capable of working, don't be so anxious in the future. You will fly every time. You have efficiency, but you're tired and your body is not good. Don't you think it's a lesson to fall into the dungpit last time?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Lu Dasheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice. He was so excited that Mr. finally forgave him and said so many words of concern to him.

Really.

I'm so moved!

"All right, let's go. There's no other people's dung. Let's take care of our own first!" Yi Feng ordered.

Lu Dasheng thanked him and began to work.

After all, there is power, so it's more convenient to work with a dung bucket.

As long as you do a good job, you won't be far from your husband's reward.

He opened the dung pit behind the martial arts school with a dung bucket. Because of his previous experience, he subconsciously turned his head away.

However.

The expected smell did not come, but with bursts of fragrance.

What made him more incredible was that flowers and plants were growing on both sides of the dung pool. When he recognized these flowers and plants, Lu Dasheng almost stared out.

"This..."

"This..."

"This is actually a medicinal herb violet?"

"That's the noble herb Ding Jihua!?"

"Hoo!"

Lu Dasheng took a cool breath, and the whole man stood like a column by the cesspool.

These herbs are precious to their herbalists.

For example, the violet is priceless enough to break people's scalp.

As for Ding Jihua, it is more valuable. Just this medicine can become the main medicine of many kinds of medicine. It is said that a martial Saint expert did not hesitate to exchange the treasure of the holy product in order to find a Ding Jihua.

In addition to what Lu Dasheng can recognize, there are many others that he can't recognize, but we can know from its appearance and smell, which is no less than the existence of dingjihua.

However.

Is there a cesspit full of such contrarian herbs that can't be found everywhere?

"Why?"

"Why?"

Lu Dasheng felt his head was confused.

If you want to grow these things, you need that kind of hard to find feng shui treasure land. After thousands or even tens of thousands of years of breeding, you can grow a plant.

But this cesspit is not a treasure land of Feng Shui, not even a fertile land of soil.

Just as he thought about this problem and couldn't understand it in shock, Lu Dasheng's eyes glared again.

"What is that?"

The palm of his hand pointed to the piece of dog shit in the cesspool, and the whole person couldn't help shaking.

Under the sharp excitement, he rushed into the cesspit recklessly.

At the same time, the round eyes approached and looked at the shit. At the same time, his mouth was cold and full of shock.