The night faded, the stars hiding, and dawn began a new day.

"It's good to be alive!"

Leng Ao looked at the stone cave where he had lived for a month, and a relaxed smile appeared on his childish face.

dragged his seriously injured body, walked into the cave step by step with difficulty, and collapsed on the stone bed at once, and fell asleep directly.

He was so tired.

fought fiercely with the people of the Wang family all night, killed more than a dozen Yuan people whose realm was much higher than him, and almost died at the hands of the Yuan Ling powerhouse.

For him, both physically and mentally, there was a deep sense of exhaustion.

On the pale and bloodless face, there was pain, weakness, the joy of the rest of his life, and a trace of excitement!

The Divine Spirit Pagoda at the dantian slowly rotated, and a trace of milky white gas overflowed from the tower, constantly nourishing the cold and arrogant limbs and repairing his injuries.

The Yuan Person's blood qi absorbed by the Pupil Devouring Pupil had already been transformed into streams of energy, flowing into the Divine Spirit Tower, and then returning to Leng Ao's body after the transformation of the Divine Spirit Tower, strengthening his physical body.

This stupor, Leng Ao fell asleep for three days.

The first thing I do when I wake up is to count the loot.

Two storage rings, nine lower-grade Yuan soldiers, and two middle-grade Yuan soldiers.

This is all the spoils that Leng Ao got after hunting the Wang family in the withered forest.

Among the two storage rings, one was owned by Wang Xian, whose arm was cut off by him, and the other was obtained by the Seven Star Yuan person named Brother Qiu.

The middle-grade Yuan Bing is owned by those two Seven Star Yuan Beings.

An ordinary low-grade Yuan soldier can be bought for dozens of yuan stones, while a middle-grade Yuan soldier needs at least a hundred lower grade yuan stones.

This is another yuan stone income.

Leng Ao's gaze didn't stay on Yuan Bing for long, and soon set his eyes on the two storage rings.

Take out Brother Qiu's storage ring, this storage ring is the same as the storage ring given to him by Wang Fugui, it is a low-grade storage ring.

Brother Qiu died, and the storage ring became an ownerless thing, so Leng Ao easily recognized the storage ring and took out all the things inside.

There are several wooden boxes the size of water tanks, a few small boxes, and other miscellaneous items such as bottles and cans are piled up haphazardly.

opened one of the large wooden boxes, and the contents made Leng Ao stunned.

"It's... A woman's silk skirt, a pink belly pocket?"

"This is a footcloth? It seems that a woman has not washed it after using it, such a big sour smell, aren't you afraid of staining your eyes?"

"What's that yellowed white dot on it?"

Leng Ao picked up a lower grade Yuan Bing and picked up the belly pocket on the ground, looked at it curiously, and the yellow and white dots remained on the belly pocket a lot, which looked a little weird.

"Vomit!"

A peculiar smell almost didn't disgust Leng Ao to death, but Brother Qiu is also a seven-star element, and he actually did that kind of thing to these women's private belongings, isn't it disgusting?

It's all some kind of quirk.

How can there be such a twisted hobby?

What can't be collected, collect women's private belongings.

It seems that Brother Qiu often takes care of these things, deliberately categorized, there are people of different ages, some new and some old, it seems that Brother Qiu usually does this kind of thing.

opened several other large wooden boxes, and all of them were women's private belongings, and they were all used by Brother Qiu.

The cold arrogance of anger almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

People who think they can afford to buy a storage ring, even if there are no particularly valuable things in it, at least they have a little gain, all of them are such disgusting things.

In a cold and arrogant manner, he directly summoned the bone spirit fire and burned several large wooden boxes to ashes, and the feeling of nausea was slightly reduced.

After destroying a few large wooden boxes, Leng Ao turned his gaze to a few small boxes.

"Rouge, gouache, rhino horn comb, bronze mirror?"

I opened three small boxes in a row, and all of them were rouge gouache used by high-end women.

"Are you a woman or a man?"

Leng Ao couldn't help but scold that Brother Qiu, he worked hard to kill that Brother Qiu, but he didn't expect to get such a bunch of things for women, besides, that Brother Qiu is not a woman, collecting so many women's items, as for it?

After another vent, after burning the small box, Leng Ao finally calmed down a little.

The last small box, he was not going to continue to open and check, it must be a woman's thing again, and he casually threw the last small box aside and counted the pile of clutter.

There were only some gold and silver used by mortals in the sundries pile, and some common low-grade pills, which were not as good as the pills that Leng Ao had refined himself, which had no value to him.

After putting the only one hundred and ten lower-grade yuan stones and three medium-grade yuan stones into his storage ring, Leng Ao no longer had any interest, he did not throw away the storage ring, but kept it, and he could sell it for a few hundred yuan stones.

"I hope there can be good things in Wang Shi's storage ring, I heard Wang Shi say that the Washing Pill he bought at a high price is in the storage ring, and the Wang family is really brainless, and he actually handed over such a valuable thing to a young master who has no cultivation at all, isn't this an obvious temptation for people to rob it?"

Leng Ao muttered, picked up the storage ring, and released his soul power, wrapping around the storage ring, wanting to break through the soul mark of Wang Shi on the storage ring.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Leng Ao felt as if his soul power had hit a hard wall, and the layer of prohibition on the storage ring had not moved at all.

"What's going on?"

Leng Ao exclaimed, his head dizzy, as if it had been torn apart, as if the prohibition was still fighting back against his soul.

Fortunately, his soul was nourished by the mysterious gas that overflowed from the Divine Spirit Tower, and he was not weaker than an ordinary Yuan Spirit powerhouse.

Rao is soul that is comparable to the soul of the Yuan Spirit, and Leng Ao still felt that the soul power that had been poked out was dispersed the moment it touched the prohibition on the storage ring, and even the soul located in the sea of knowledge had a violent shock.

It took a quarter of an hour for the dizziness in my head to fade.

"How can the prohibition on this storage ring be so powerful? I have never heard that the seal of recognition on the storage ring will actively attack people's souls, is this not a storage ring?

Pinching the storage ring that was taken from Wang Yan's broken arm, Leng Ao fell into deep thought.

If it weren't for the storage ring, why would Wang Shi say that the Refining Pill and Yuan Stone he auctioned from the Fengling Auction House were all on him?

Or, Wang Shi wants to deliberately harm himself?

But it's not right, I obviously saw Wang Shi take out the Qingyulu from the storage ring, it can't be fake.

Unless this is not a storage ring at all, but a yuan weapon specially given to Wang Shi by the Wang family for the Yin people, it was another storage ring that Wang Shi took out Qing Yulu at that time.

There is a profession as noble as an alchemist, a crafter.

The Maker can forge the Yuan Soldier and Yuan Weapon used by the Yuan Cultivator.

There are different types of elemental weapons, guardian elemental weapons, armor, etc., and there is another type of elemental weapon that is the most rare, that is, the soul element.

It is rumored that the soul element can carry out soul attacks, and there are also soul weapons that specifically protect the soul.

The most ordinary soul elemental weapon, I'm afraid the largest family in Broken Heaven City, can't afford it.

How could the Wang family give such a valuable soul artifact to a gentleman who had no duty to cultivate?

"What a grievance!"

Leng Ao slammed his fist on the stone bed in annoyance, two rings, one of which was full of useless women's private belongings, and the other could not be opened.

Except for a few Yuan soldiers who were not of much use, there was nothing to gain.