Chapter 2253

Looking at his rough body and listening to his disgusting words, the mutant nine-leaf red branch almost vomited out the Xuan Jing he had eaten a few days ago. Why are there such disgusting people in this fairy world? Ye Feiran stood still, his expression unchanged, but Ye Mulin, whose soul was attached to the treasure-hunting rat, exuded an air of cold air that could almost freeze someone to death. Ye Feiran smiled helplessly, reached out and poked the treasure hunter through his clothes to express comfort. In this way, the cold air emanating from Ye Mulin's soul is not so cold! At the same time, the rough man had already opened his hands and pounced on Ye Feiran. Ye Feiran took a few steps forward and he threw himself directly on the ground. "boom!" The rough and arrogant man threw himself on the ground without cursing immediately, because he found that his whole body was weak, and the original excitement in his body was instantly gone. More importantly, he found that his spiritual power was imprisoned. At this time, he naturally realized that he had also been poisoned. The rough man lay on the ground and looked up in front, only to see Ye Feiran looking down at him with a half-smile on his face. "You...you actually poisoned me!" Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why, you are only allowed to poison me, but I am not allowed to poison you? I am just treating others in their own way." The rude man had an angry look on his face. He was angry at Ye Feinran for being cunning, and also angry at himself for not being vigilant. The next moment, he realized another problem, raised his eyes to look at Ye Feiran, and said with an incredulous expression, "You... how could you not be poisoned?" It is said to be the most powerful love flower poison in the Yin Yang Immortal Sect. It was specially refined by one of the ancestors of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect to deal with women with pure yin bodies. "It's just love poison, I untied it casually." Ye Feiran said. Hearing this, the rough man looked at Ye Feiran in disbelief. Could it be that the love flower poison that the Yin Yang Immortal Sect disciple sold him was fake and not the most powerful love flower poison in their sect at all? Just as the rude man was gnashing his teeth, Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo also rushed over. When they saw the rough man lying on the ground, they felt relieved. "Little Junior Sister, let's do this so as not to dirty your hands." After saying that, Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo directly picked up the rude man and walked out. At this time, the rough man finally became anxious, "What are you going to do? Let me go!" He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but unfortunately his body was weak and his spiritual power was imprisoned, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping block. The rude man cursed for a while, but Ye Feiran and the three others were unmoved. Seeing this, the rough and arrogant man had no choice but to change his mind and his tone became flattering, "Girl, you two gentlemen, I don't dare to do it anymore, just let me go this time! Whatever you want, just tell me, I will collect it Got a lot of treasures.” Thinking of the Enlightenment Grass, the Forging God Grass, and the three thousand top-grade Xuan Crystals, Gu Jingchen, Chen Mo and Ye Feiran looked at each other in tacit understanding. Ye Feiran glanced sideways at the rude man, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What baby? Let's talk about it. If it's really what we want, it's not like we can't spare your life." Upon hearing this, the rough man's eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face. "What do you want?" Ye Feiran rolled his eyes and asked the two senior brothers directly, "Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, what do you want? Just tell us. If he gives us what we want, we will consider sparing his life." Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo looked at the sinister junior sister with smiles in their eyes, and then they announced the treasures they wanted one after another. "Life Fruit!" "Immortal grass!" "Nine-colored flowers!" "Soul-bearing flower!" "Nine-leaf snow lotus seeds!" "Evergreen stone milk!" Hearing the treasures reported by Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo, the rough man's mouth twitched every time he heard one. These two people thought he was a treasure trove. These are rare treasures. ! Ye Feiran glanced at Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo quietly. After all, the only treasure they reported was evergreen stone milk in her hand. Of course, although the nine-leaf snow lotus seeds have grown, they have not yet blossomed and bear fruit. After coming back to his senses, Ye Feiran looked at the rough man and asked, "Is there any?" The rough and arrogant man looked speechless, "Girl, you two gentlemen, these are rare treasures. Where can I get them?" Hearing this, Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo were not disappointed. After all, they were just trying their luck. Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then tell me what treasure you have on your body? Forget it, let me see it myself!" At the sound of his voice, she took the ring from the rude man through the air. "You...how could you do this?" Ye Feiran twitched the corners of her lips, "You're too noisy!" The next moment, Chen Mo stuffed a piece of cloth into the rough man. The rough man was speechless and could only stare at Ye Feiran and the Najie in her hand with wide eyes, praying silently in his heart that Ye Feiran could not erase the mark of his consciousness. The rough man's cultivation level was higher than that of Ye Feiran, so Ye Feiran had no choice but to ask Ye Murin to help erase the mark of consciousness he left on the ring. Although Ye Mulin's soul has declined, it is naturally possible to do such trivial matters as erasing the mark of his consciousness. Therefore, Na Jie turned around on Ye Feiran's hand, and the rough man's consciousness was wiped away. Ye Feiran's spiritual sense probed the rough man's ring, and he suddenly looked surprised. This man's ring really had a lot of treasures! "First Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother, he does not have the heavenly and earthly treasures you want, but he still has four spiritual veins, and each of our senior brothers and sisters happens to have one." Hearing this, Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo also had expressions of surprise on their faces, but when they came back to their senses, they had expressions of shame on their faces. "Little Junior Sister, why are you so embarrassed? He poisoned you, and these should be compensations for you." "Yeah!" Ye Feiran glanced at them and said with a smile, "Those who have seen it have a share, not to mention that there are many elixirs in this ring, which I need, so it can be considered as compensation for me." After saying that, Ye Feiran put the spiritual veins into three Najies respectively, and then gave them directly to Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo. Rough man: "..." This is all his wealth, how could they divide it like this? However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could only watch Ye Feiran continue to carve up his Najie. However, Gu Jingchen and Chen Mo both firmly refused, as each of them only wanted one spiritual vein. In fact, in their opinion, this was a waste of money. After all, apart from accompanying Ye Feiran, they were now supporting the rough and arrogant man, while Meng Zhitong just went to inform the master and did nothing else. Seeing how determined they were, Ye Feiran couldn't hold on and silently accepted the ring from the rough and arrogant man. The biggest gain is naturally the pile of roasted Shenjing red mud. Shenjing red mud can make fire-attribute elixirs grow faster and more luxuriantly, and it can also improve the efficacy of fire-attribute elixirs. double. Well, Jade Spirit Ginseng must like this baby very much. Without further ado, Ye Feiran's consciousness immediately called out to Jade Spirit Ginseng who was arranging medicinal materials. "Xiao Yuling, come here, take a look at the gift I have prepared for you!"

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.