Chapter 33： The storm is coming

The little frog sat on Chen Luo's shoulder, and some small pills kept popping out of the small backpack behind him. When it rolled its tongue, it hooked into his mouth. He just took it twice and put the crystal clear pill outside. The surface was melted, and then the dark pill inside was spit out.

"What do you eat?" Chen Luo glanced at him and asked casually.

"Huh... (Blood-refining pill, which can help this uncle refine the blood-line medicinal pill

"What are you throwing up? Can't you eat those?"

"Huh... (Those are blood refining pills, and the outer layer is sugar coating. This uncle only eats sugar coating...

Chen Luo was speechless!

If it wasn't for the rich and powerful son, Chen Luo would take off his head and play it as a ball!

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"Sister Xuan, there is news for the young master." Ji Zhongkuai rushed into the backyard like a gust of wind. Hearing Ji Zhong's voice, Chen Xuan hurriedly stood up and ran in the direction of Ji Zhong's voice, Xiaohuan hurriedly followed behind: "Miss, slow down..."

"Xiao Ji, how is my brother?" Chen Xuan asked nervously, Ji Zhong quickly supported Chen Xuan, who was rushing towards him, and said, "Sister Xuan, don't worry, Young Master is fine!"

Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. It took only two days for Chen Luo to be captured by Lian Ai, and Chen Xuan had already lost a lot of weight, and her rosy face before became even more haggard.

Looking at Chen Xuan's appearance, Ji Zhong felt remorse in his heart. He kept saying that he wanted to save his life and recommended himself to be Chen Luo's bodyguard, but within a few days, Chen Luo was taken away in front of his eyes. How can he not feel guilty?

"What about the young master?" Xiaohuan asked.

Ji Zhong motioned to Xiaohuan to help Chen Xuan to sit down at the seat, and then he elaborated.

"After Wei Daru returned to Wenchang Pavilion, he asked Prime Minister Wen to make a deduction. Prime Minister Wen determined that the son was trapped in the area of ​​Zhili, and his life was not in danger at the moment. Now the Zhenxuan Si Yamen of Zhili Mansion has been dispatched to search for the son. "

Xiaohuan patted her chest and looked at Chen Xuan: "Miss, don't worry now. As I said, the young master could be resurrected from death last time, and this time it will be fine!"

"Xiaohuan!" Chen Xuan couldn't hear these unlucky words now, so she hurriedly stopped Xiaohuan.

Ji Zhong quickly said with relief: "Sister Xuan, Zhili is close to Zhongjing, and there are countless experts in both Confucianism and Taoism. That demon girl was already injured, so she must not dare to be too public. The son is also not an ordinary person, and he will be able to return safely. ."

Chen Xuan nodded: "Xiao Ji's words are reasonable..."

Xiaohuan pouted and said, "I also make sense..."

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At this moment, right by the river where Chen Luo had already left, the space suddenly distorted, and then two monsters were "spit" out of the space.

"Ouch..." The two monsters vomited on the ground for a long time, and finally even vomited out bile.

The two monsters stood up swayingly, one big and one small, and they turned out to be a weasel spirit and a squirrel spirit. The squirrel spirit took a few deep breaths, looked at the weasel spirit, and said, "Brother Huang, this teleportation talisman is too powerful..."

Weasel Jing glared at Squirrel Essence: "Brother Song, if we have money, we can naturally take the teleportation array and go directly to Fuyunfang. Who wants to suffer the sin of this messy teleportation talisman!"

The squirrel spirit, who was called Brother Song, nodded quickly: "Third brother, that's not what my younger brother means. Look, is this the Floating Cloud Mountain Realm?"

Brother Huang looked around and said: "Yes, this is Fuyun Mountain. If you can see the valley, it is called Yiyixia. This place is a little far from Fuyunfang, but we are lucky, it is quite close to the Qingsha black market. close."

Saying that, Brother Huang walked forward, and the squirrel spirit hurriedly followed; "Brother, what is the Qingsha Black Market?"

Brother Huang said to the squirrel spirit as he walked, "It's the black market, a place to buy and sell things that you can't see."

Squirrel Essence was surprised: "This is close to Zhongjing, so there is such a place? Does the Daxuan court care?"

Huang Sange had a "social man" expression and patted the squirrel spirit's head: "You are stupid. It's just next to the capital, so prosperous, that there are so many things that can't be seen. Besides, you think the black market Are we monsters doing it? Behind this, there are experts!"

The squirrel spirit looked stunned: "So that's the case..."

Third brother Huang chatted happily and said, "I said, Lao Song, you have been guarding people for ten years, and you have accumulated some wealth, for what?"

Squirrel Jing smiled naively and touched his head: "My bloodline is inferior, so I want to buy a few blood-refining pills. I heard that that kind of elixir can help my demons refine pure blood! The possibility of wisdom is even greater, this is a matter of honoring the ancestors!"

"That's enough." Brother Huang nodded, "Fuyunfang sells blood-refining pills, as well as the black market! Maybe it's cheaper."

"Really?" The squirrel spirit looked surprised.

"Naturally." Brother Huang smiled proudly, "In terms of whether our ancestors from the eighth generation are still brothers, can I lie to you?"

"That's right, that's right." The squirrel spirit quickly said with a smile, "Third brother, you and I are brothers. If I, Song Shuhang, can enter the blood refining realm this time, if the third brother needs me in the future, please say hello. I have absolutely nothing to say!"

Song Shuhang, the squirrel spirit, was expressing, when suddenly he accidentally stepped on something, and a medicinal fragrance emanated from the soles of his feet. Song Shuhang raised his foot suspiciously, and saw a dark, mud-like thing stuck to the sole of his shoe.

"Wait a minute..." Brother Huang moved his nose and noticed the situation. He stepped forward and took Song Shuhang's shoes off his feet, put it to his mouth and smelled it, his face changed.

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

Brother Huang swallowed his saliva looked at the sticky substance on the sole of the shoe: "Old Song, why did you say you came to Fuyun Mountain with me?"

"Didn't you just say it? Buy a blood refining pill!"

"You don't have to buy it."

"Ah, why?"

"This is..." Brother Huang handed the shoes to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang: (*???)

Huang Sange thought about it and greeted Song Shuhang: "Look again, there must be a team delivering medicinal pills passing by before, and accidentally leaked it out, see if there is any nearby!"

Song Shuhang reacted, and quickly opened his eyes wide. He and Huang Sange separated and searched carefully on the ground...

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"Third brother, I found another one!"

"Well, okay, let's go ahead and look for it."

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"Third brother, here's another one!"

"I posted it, I posted it, hurry up, look for it further!"

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"Brother Song, I also found one..."

"Third brother, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and look for it."

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"Pfft", the little frog spat out another blood-refining pill without the sugar coating, turned sideways, leaned against Chen Luo's neck, and revealed his pure white belly.

"Huh... (Human...

"What's wrong?" Chen Luo asked.

"Gua... (I think the smell of bugs on your body is getting stronger and stronger. Did you wash yourself in the river just now?

Chen Luo raised his hand and smelled it: "It's clean, and the dirty coats are thrown away."

The little frog shook his head in confusion, and didn't look into it any further. The smell of some bugs did last for a long time.

It's just that this person and frog don't know, the closer the master is, the stronger the scent of tracking Gu will be!

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