Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

He tried various methods, but this green hair seemed to be used to and mastered his various coping strategies, and he couldn't help it.

"I come from the medicine family, I know the origin of this thing, and there are also solutions for this thing in the clan, we exchange this poisonous antidote for those ten tokens, are you satisfied with this price?" The old man said with a smile.

"This poison? If you can't even tell what this thing is, how are you going to make me believe you? Meng Qing said seriously.

The old man was not surprised, he didn't say much, took out a delicate transparent porcelain bottle from his sleeve robe, which contained a small bottle of green liquid, and there was a green hair in it!

At that moment, Meng Qing's palm was trembling violently, and the green traces inside seemed to come to life, which corresponded to the green hair.

"The wall has ears, forgive us for not saying more, but I believe that with this thing, you can believe in our sincerity." The old man said again.

Meng Qing got up and said seriously: "I have seen your sincerity, but I think your conditions are not very good, I plan to keep this token myself, goodbye."

The old man obviously did not expect this, and immediately said: "Don't worry, if the antidote is not enough, we can add some resources."

Meng Qing suddenly turned around and took a deep look at the old man:

"Do you think you are sincere enough?" Just an antidote, want to exchange it for the supreme's personal letter? It's kind of ridiculous, but to be honest, if these were the conditions you had in the beginning, maybe I would have seriously considered it, but it was only consideration.

He turned and left.

The old man finally said, "If you repent, come to the medicine domain in the south of the God of War Temple, our conditions will always be valid."

When Meng Qing's aura completely disappeared from here, there was a humane next

to him: "What should I do now, I didn't get useful news, do you want to capture him?"

The old man whispered:

"If you want to die, don't take me with you!" Now maybe there is a perfect true God guarding his safety!

"What about this green-haired thing?" My people have been getting this object for a hundred years, but they never know what it is. Someone worried.

The old man snorted

: "No, I think we will know soon, I suddenly thought of a good idea..." On

the way back to his residence, Xiao Tai told him this conversation, and Meng Qing's face instantly became extremely wonderful:

"Good fellow, it's actually hanging a bull's head to sell horse meat!" Actually came for this green hair? Then it seems that even the medicine family does not know what this is?

He decided to ask the Black Sword God.

During the time he returned to the mountain villa from the competition venue, Meng Qing was accosted by at least ten different forces, and his answer was simple, unless there were ten magic medicines, they would not be sold.

When he arrived at the resting place, Luo Zheng rushed up and gave him a bear hug:

"Good brother, I know you can do it!" What a cow, when you first enter a false god, you get the first place to enter the true god rank, which is amazing! Jian

Jian and several people also came together, each blessing each other.

As far as he knew, except for Wang Zheng, several people had won the complete victory of the false gods, and each obtained a piece of token.

Together with Meng Qing, this time can be regarded as a big harvest for the five colts!

The Black Sword God was in a good mood and made an exception: "You all have performed well, give you a night to rest tonight, and go back tomorrow morning!"

Luo Zheng and several people listened, and suddenly rushed out like chicken blood.

Their destination is still Xuanshan Night Market.

At this time, it was not yet evening, Luo Zheng had already wrapped up the restaurant, and waved his hand: "Tonight's entire consumption will be paid by Luo Gongzi!" The

audience instantly cheered.

Meng Qing looked at him suspiciously: "A table of wine here requires at least one medicine king, this is still the least, plus those boxes, you can pay?"

Jian Jian said helplessly: "He can't afford it, but isn't there still you?"

Meng Qing said, looking unkind:

"Use my money to achieve your reputation?" Luo Zheng, you have a good calculation!

Luo Zheng, who was holding a pot of fine wine, flicked his hand indifferently: "How many buddies, what are you doing so clearly, come, have a drink tonight!" I dare say that as long as you step out of here, you will never have such a good chance to buy drunk again! "

On this night, the entire restaurant was completely out of stock with drinks and meals.

At midnight, Meng Qing put down the wine altar in his hand, looked at Luo Zheng and the others, and climbed to the top of the restaurant alone.

He sat down on the spot.

The moon is rare, the evening market is about to end, whether it is a stall or a store, they are all busy closing the stalls.

He saw a father and son, the two of them walked quickly towards a certain place in the night, and the sound of conversation also came along the wind:

"Dad, I learned a set of boxing techniques with a martial artist today, and the master said that if you cultivate to Xiaocheng, you can split a hundred pounds of stones with your bare hands!"

"Haha, you are daddy's pride, go, I'm tired of cultivating for so long, I told your mother before I came out to work that I would make a boiled egg and wait for you, this time it is fragrant!" The father said proudly.

"Really? I'm hungry! Dad, or let's compare and see which of us rushes home first!

"Well, I'll count, three, two... Oops, you're playing tricks again!

Meng Qing lay down, looked at the stars in the sky, and shook the wine altar in his hand: "It's really delicious." A

fragrance struck, and a colored streamer flew in front of him, it was a colored butterfly, slowly flying to Meng Qing's fingertips.

He slowly got up, but found that the butterfly seemed familiar.

Yu Guang glanced to the side, where the girl dressed as a ninja was standing to the side.

"Heart Whisperer?" He remembered the voice that had sounded in his heart that day, and asked repeatedly.

The girl nodded slightly.

"Is something going on?" Meng Qing stood up and asked seriously.

At that time, this person had voluntarily given up the token at the warrior conference, which was a favor.

He looked at the girl, who was standing on the top of the tower, with her back to the moon, standing high overlooking Meng Qing.

At that moment, he gave birth to an illusion, as if the moon had become the eyes of this girl!

Meng Qing appeared stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was the only one here.

He asked Xiao Tai, "Did you see that heart talker just now?"

Xiao Tai nodded: "I saw it, but I didn't notice how she appeared and disappeared."

Meng Qing was stunned, is that so?

Subconsciously touched the mustard bracelet, everything is normal.

Early the next morning, top-heavy boarding the flying spirit weapon, Luo Zheng, who was still hangover, shouted:

"Did your kid go looking for fun last night?" You've definitely disappeared for a while!

Meng Qing was speechless: "You think everyone is like you? Go up and get a good night's sleep, open your eyes and you'll be home! Halfway

through, Meng Qing found the Black Sword God who was meditating on the deck.

"I guess you're here for the mark on your hand." The latter is straightforward.

Meng Qing nodded: "Dare to ask senior, is there a way to untie this?"

"This thing gives me an ominous feeling, I can't, look at the five collaborators, only one person can." Black Sword Shinto.

"Who?"