Chapter 1150

Storage space can't be superimposed, so they can only put the storage bracelets left by those holy masters in their arms and pockets. Soon, they all puffed up and looked like upstarts who had just entered the city.

"With these ice and fire Sacred Heart herbs, we should be able to pass the test and examination, right?" Lorne patted his bulging pocket and asked contentedly.

"Enough!" Gu Fenghua affirmed.

Before she started to search for the spoils, she didn't even think that Lu aochen's holy Masters had more than 50 plants of ice jade fire heart grass on average. Qin kuangge even had more than 200 plants, which together were more than 5000 plants. Now they have divided them up, and each of them has nearly 1000 plants.

If you can't pass the examination, it's just natural.

"Wuji holy heaven, I'm coming, ho ho ho..." Lorne laughed.

Although the white fat person and others are not as happy as her, they are also full of excitement.

I don't know if Lu aochen would cry on the spot if he saw this scene. Originally, according to his plan, the ice jade fire heart grass and the rare flowers and herbs left by these holy masters should be his talent. But for a moment, he was careless, but it was all cheap for Gu Fenghua and others.

After collecting and scraping the spoils, the bodies of the holy masters were buried one by one. In the end, only song Yu'an was left lying alone before the border.

Looking at that once pretty face, but now it is full of wrinkles, Gu Fenghua and other people's eyes are somewhat complex.

Although from the beginning, song Yu'an didn't have a good heart. He cheated them by his sweet words and poisoned their food secretly, but recalling the way she lived together and her previous sacrifice, Gu Fenghua and others felt sad. They even felt sorry for Lu aochen's indifference to her, There was no one to attack her.

"There are 129 ice jade fire heart grasses on me. Take them. If you want to kill me, I will not complain." Just as Gu Fenghua and others secretly sigh, Song Yuan suddenly opens his eyes and says.

"You're not dead!" Gu Fenghua and others exclaimed with one voice.

They had checked every corpse before, and even Qin kuangge, a kind of strong man with nine noble spirits, was cold all over. He could not die any more, but song Yu'an was still alive.

"Thanks to my sister for leaving me this treasure, otherwise I would end up like them." Song Yu'an sits up and takes out a dark branch.

"Spirit wood!" Gu Fenghua and Luo en exclaimed again.

But soon, they found that the branch was a bit green, and the texture of the bark was different. Obviously, it's not the demon spirit wood, but it's definitely taken from the ancient demon plant, maybe one of the eight demon trees, otherwise it's impossible to help song Yu'an save his family name. However, at this time, there was no spirit or vitality in the demon wood, which obviously exhausted all the spirit of demon plant.

"Is this one of the eight demon trees? Sure enough, my sister always leaves the best for me." Song Yu'an suddenly said, eyes again on a layer of tears. Despite being misled by Gu Fenghua and others and mistaking this section of demon wood for demon spirit wood, the following words are true. Even if it's not demon spirit wood, it's also taken from the ancient demon plant which is comparable to demon spirit wood. Her sister really left the best for her.

"Well, you can do it." After the sadness, song Yu'an wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and raised his head to Gu Fenghua and others.

Luo en and others look at Song Yu'an, but no one does it.