Feng nine eyes light a squint, the face is full of smile, she looked at the paralyzed sitting on the ground of Bai Qingcheng, walked forward, said: "can I hear what I just said? In three months, remember to go to me after processing. If I don't see you in Tiandan building three months later, I'll find you at the gate of your white house. "
Bai Qingcheng looked up at her, bit her teeth, and said, "I know, I will go after three months!"
"Call the master." Feng nine narrowed her eyes and looked lazy.
Hearing the speech, Bai Qingcheng collected his eyes and lowered his head: "yes, master."
"Good."
Feng Jiu smiles with satisfaction. She pats her head and looks at Song Ming. She is going to follow master Ye Feng to dig the spirit grass. However, she sees the master standing in front of her stove, staring at her in a daze.
Feng nine went forward and took a look at her stove. Just took out the pills, but did not put away the stove, think about to collect again, who knows this Ye Feng Lord then stare at.
She laughed and brushed her sleeve. She put the stove away and looked at the master Ye Feng and said, "it's late. Master Ye Feng, let's go!"
"You, your stove..." Ye Fengzhu looked at her with shock on her face: "your furnace..."
"My stove is more durable." She said with a smile.
"No, your furnace, this stove is, is..."
"Well, it's for alchemy. I don't sell this stove." She said with a smile and a squint in her eyes.
"I just looked at it as if it was a Shennong Ding?" He murmured, a pair of eyes fell on Feng Jiu's body.
"Haha, it's just a shabby little tripod I picked up on the road. It's better than ordinary alchemy tripod." Feng nine laughed twice and looked at the dazed Ye Feng Lord and said, "Ye Feng Lord, we still do business. Do you think so?"
Hearing this, Song Ming glanced at Feng Jiu from the corner of his mouth. It's also true that digging people's carefully preserved five hundred year old spirit grass is the right thing to do. It's estimated that only she can do this kind of business.
Ye Feng Lord deeply looked at Phoenix nine one eye, this just negative hand way: "go!" This ghost doctor Feng Jiu is not a normal person. He is not only a abnormal alchemist, but also has a lot of treasures.
Like the aurora transmission shaft, like the tripod. Don't think he can't see clearly. The tripod is clearly the ancient Shennong tripod. How could it fall into her hands?
All the way, he thought all the way. He couldn't think of that boy No, how could the girl's luck be so bad?
Song Ming and Feng Jiu are walking. They are a few steps behind Ye Fengzhu. Looking at the figure in front of them, Song Ming whispers to Feng Jiu: "this is also the first time I came back to Ye Fengzhu's cave. I heard that there is a holy field beside his cave, where there are all kinds of miraculous herbs cultivated by Ye Fengzhu himself, and some of them are rare outside, all of which have been in a certain year."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu's eyes flashed slightly and her lips were slightly hooked, revealing a smile of evil and evil: "Oh? I really need to have a look. I like medicine fields best, especially those with rare and exotic products planted in them. "
Hearing the speech, Song Ming also shows a smile and looks at Ye Fengzhu in front of him. It's better that there is no Phoenix nine in Ye Feng's medicine field. Otherwise, she will come again if she is useful in the future.
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