Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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The surrounding audience has not yet disappeared, many people watched them still, and hesitated to leave. After a little bandaging, they had to go to the lounge first, then change clothes and leave the central square through a safe passage.

At the moment when he was out of the central square, Shi Yu looked at his companions, who were all scarred around him, and suddenly remembered a word in his mind—the life and death.

During this time, several of them came together to support each other. In the individual competition, try to win points for the team; in the team competition, give your back to your opponents; everyone cooperates and blasts the opponents off the stage. It has long been unknowingly, and the emotions are just like the blood on the ground. And gradually blended.

If there are a few people in this long cultivation path, even if everyone is scattered in the world in the future, I am not alone.

When Shiyu returned to imperial college to recuperate, Shiyu didn't know that the poor little girl in the alley of the child didn't get better because of her help.

At this moment, her parents were counting silver tickets under the lights.

"How much money?" The woman trembled a little, feeling unbelievable, but couldn't help but have a little joy.

The man across her had already counted the silver ticket in her hand three times, and finally licked her dry lips, exclaiming with excitement: "That's right this time, more than 200,000. It's only a few days before Xiaoyun's illness I'm afraid it was saved. "

"I asked the doctor before to find out that even if it is a fairy medicine for a fairy family, tens of thousands of silver is enough. That is to say, we may still have more than 100,000 yuan. My obedient, all said The imperial capital was prosperous and prosperous. A plaque was knocked down. Several of the ten people were full of silver in their pockets. It seems to be really good. " .

"Do you want these 100,000?" The man's expression was a little struggling. The silver in his hand seemed very hot, but he couldn't help but grab it greedily.

This is all silver. He has worked hard for half his life and has not had so much silver. But for just a few days now, he has made a huge fortune.

Seeing him like this, the woman jumped up in her heart, "You mean ..."

"In just a few days, 200,000 people came to the door. Now Xiaoyun's illness is not good, and someone will surely give us a steady stream of silver. We had saved half a lifetime before, but it was just three houses and two. Compared with these silvers, the shop is worth nothing. "

"But ..." The woman's tone suddenly became difficult. "But if it was known to everyone, wouldn't it be a problem?" How could she not understand the words of her husband? It was just too conscience.

"As long as Xiaoyun's illness is not good, we can continue. Anyway, we are treating it. It is enough to let those people know how miserable Xiaoyun is." The man's gaze finally settled and he gave up these things Silver, how willing he was.

If he just quits, he will regret this cowardly every day. But he was scolded. If he was scolded for a while, he could quickly accumulate wealth, how can he not do it?

Seeing her husband like this, the woman was so distracted and said, "I listen to you."

"You're going to buy medicine tomorrow," the man said. "You don't have to be too expensive, you can save your daughter."

"I know."

The couple and the couple are discussing here in small pieces. In their room, the son of the tiger's head and the brain is sleeping, and there is no sorrow on his tender face. In the room next door, the girl lying on the hospital bed had her eyes open emptyly, looking at a dark cloud in the void, and tears dripped from the corner of her eyes.

Eight- or nine-year-olds are ignorant, but they do not understand something. In addition, for such a period of time, she was lying alone on the hospital bed, mostly spending a lot of time thinking about the past.

Some things really can't stand the scrutiny. Once you think about it, the chest cavity will feel stuffy and painful, again and again. Many things dare not think about it, because when you think about it, disappointment and grievances converge into a river, drowning people a little bit.

In the early morning of the same day, Feng Luo and Xuan Yin were both seriously ill and injured. Lin Fan and Qing Chen also rarely did not enter the state of cultivation, they sat together and talked about the sky, summing up the previous game. Dongfang Zhuo warmed to Xuan Yin, Qi Cuiyun had already practiced.

As for Shi Yu, last night in Xianfu, the pain on his body subsided by half, and he would take care of himself, and he would be better and faster. What she is wondering now is whether to extract the essence of Lingyan Leopard for everyone to take.

The Lingyan Leopard is also a baby monster. Even if there is only one Nedan, they are seven people, and their strength will definitely skyrocket. But because there is only one Nedan, it cannot be lost, only success and failure are not allowed.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to do it. Lingyan leopards are very effective for them now, when they will reach a level that does not require adventure, maybe this thing is not enough.

After much deliberation, maybe it's the best time to use it now.

With this idea in mind, she started to summon Hai Xinyan to incinerate the body of the Wind Rock Leopard while she was recovering.

However, in view of the fact that Fengyan Leopard is an infant monster, it is best not to show it to the incinerator at that time. She simply used the excuse to retreat and entered the space.

And because of her low strength, Hai Xinyan's incineration was very slow, and Lingyan Leopard's corpse was very large. It was a very long process to incinerate. As time passed, she was asked to sit and provide spiritual support. As the spiritual power is almost depleted, then the root medicine will continue to supplement the spiritual power.

After three days, she was in a much worse state than she had ever played before. She had been immersed in this matter, and the huge body had turned into a fist-sized blood on her chest.

That Yin Hong's essence and blood is very lively, at a glance, you can feel the coercion that spreads out. And, after the glow of red, flashes of gold from time to time.

Shi Yu looked at the essence of blood, bit his teeth, and finally decided to continue refining. The purer the blood, the easier it will be to absorb it. There is a golden light in this ball of blood, maybe the golden part is the source.

In short, as long as Hai Xinyan can be incinerated, continue to suffer. For the sake of convenience, we must not let everything go before.

In this way, two days later, the big blood of the fist has become the size of a Nedan under the calcination of Haixinyan, and there is a golden liquid the size of mung bean beside it. Struggling out, Shi Yu didn't know what it was, so he could only go back and ask the fat cat. (To be continued.)