Mu Ping followed the pitch-black passage and soon came to the square of the Fenshan Ancient Tomb, and the teleportation array along the way was also changed by him to a two-way one, so that he could return the same way. Sure enough, the corpse of the black armor and the huge head of the moth were still lying there quietly, and he waved a few wind blades down, and he cut them into small pieces and stuffed them into the ring. Rao is his vows have thirty cubes, and they are also full of ascendants.

Turning his head, he realized that the teleportation altar had disappeared without knowing when, and he didn't care, everything had been taken out by him, so what was the use of the teleportation array?

As for the other things in the ancient tomb, Mu Ping didn't explore, this was just an ordinary imperial tomb, although the things in it were good, but he didn't pay attention to it. What profit will a gentleman make by reselling cultural relics? A gentleman loves money and takes it in a proper way, and it is not a master of his profession who makes a fortune by reselling the relics of his ancestors.

Teleporting back to the passage, he carefully arranged a fifth-level formation to completely conceal the passage, and then flew up to the Broken Soul Cliff.

This time in Lijiawan, he can be said to have earned a lot of money, his cultivation has been improved to the second layer of the real tree, and the black armor and moths have been eliminated, especially he has obtained a ring and many cultivation resources and formation resources, he estimates that these cultivation resources are enough for him to cultivate to the consummation of the real tree or to advance to the level of Xuanchang. As for the giant egg of the ancient zerg, he regarded it as a dangerous item, sealed it well, and stored it at the bottom of the ring.

When he arrived in the downtown area of Fencheng, he remembered that he still had a bank card won from Kong Lin in his pocket, so he walked to an ATM and inserted the card. As soon as the six passwords were entered, and then the query button was pressed, a string of numbers also appeared in front of him, twenty thousand five hundred and thirty-one six cents, although Kong Lin was arrogant, but his morality really didn't have to be said.

Mu Ping unceremoniously took out all the whole numbers, put 500 yuan into his pocket, and 20,000 whole numbers were sent to the ring by him.

Although this amount of money is not much in the eyes of outsiders, it is enough for their family to be happy for a while.

He walked into a mobile phone store and bought a smart phone for himself and his sister Mu Xin, and what he bought was the most ordinary kind, and for Mu Xin, it was his favorite domestic brand - Huawei. As for the one given by Liu Bing, he had already thrown it into the ring, this is a locator-like existence, I'm afraid it can also mark the walking route, where the length of time to delay, it is a timed/bomb/bomb/like existence on his body, he doesn't want to be in this information age/naked/run/. According to his intention, he wanted to throw it in the trash, but after thinking about it, he kept it again.

Although he spent more than 3,000 yuan at once, he was not distressed, and bought three pairs of Chinese medicine in a Chinese medicine hall, bought a backpack and packed it, and then walked home slowly in the evening.

"Ping'er, this kid, it's really not worry-free, there was such a big fight downstairs that night, I don't know if it's him. ”

Zhang Yan glanced at Mu Yongzhong, who was smoking on the sofa, and spoke in disgust.

"I've said it 800 times, the child is already old and has his own ideas, why do we care so much, are we tired or not, really!"

Mu Yongzhong twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray fiercely, took a sip of strong tea, and then spoke.

"Since I was a child, Ping'er has never spent the night outside, it's been five days, and there is no news at all, don't ......"

"Bah, bah, how can anyone curse his own son, Ping'er is older, his wings are stiff, he has his own life circle, we are parents, can we shelter him for the rest of his life?" Mu Yongzhong took a sip of strong tea, "I know what you're worried about, I've inquired about all the nearby police stations, and there is no news from Ping'er, don't worry, don't be okay with the child, you should be in a hurry again! ”

"I'm still worried that the fight downstairs was so fierce that night......"

"Okay, I've convinced you, I'll go out and inquire later, it's all done. Mu Yongzhong glanced at Zhang Yan with pity. "This Ping'er is really, I won't come back for a few days, and I don't know if I call back! Mu Yongzhong muttered a few words, got up and wanted to put on his coat and shoes and continue to go out to look for it.

Suddenly, with a "bang", Zhang Yan fell on the floor tiles of the square hall.

"Child, child, don't scare me!" Mu Yongzhong suddenly messed up, he pinched and pulled his chest, but Zhang Yan's face turned blue, trembling all over, and he didn't react at all.

"Someone, help call an ambulance!"

Mu Yongzhong opened the door and shouted loudly in the stairs, "Bang bang bang!" He kept slamming on the door of his neighbor on the other side. "Lao Liu, is Lao Liu at home? Open the door, hurry up!"

"Lao Mou, what's wrong?" squeaked, and as soon as the door opened, Lao Liu was shirtless, barefoot, and wearing a pair of big pants showing his head.

"Lao Liu, hurry up and call an ambulance, our Lao Zhang fainted. ”

"Lao Mou, don't worry, I'll call!" Lao Liu didn't care about putting on his shoes, and ran to the telephone next to his coffee table.

Aunt Liu quickly put on her gown, put on her shoes and ran into the square hall where Zhang Yan was lying down, and behind her, two three or four-year-old boys timidly called for their grandmother, and also ran over with bare heels......

As soon as Mu Ping entered the compound, he found an ambulance parked in front of his unit, and three doctors in white coats carrying a stretcher came out of the door of the unit.

His mental strength covered out, "Zhang Yan?" He was then stunned, and lying on the stretcher was his predecessor's mother Zhang Yan, a very virtuous woman. At this moment, Zhang Yan's face was pale, he had already vented a lot of air and had less breath, if he didn't treat it in time, even if Da Luo Jinxian came, he would have to regret it for the rest of his life.

"Stop!" he shouted, darting forward.

The three emergency doctors were stunned when they heard this, and subconsciously paused. They have long seen that the patient is dying, and the reason why they treat them is just to do their duty as doctors.

"Lay people flat!"

Mu Ping's eyes were red, but his words unconsciously used spiritual power.

As if they had been taken from their souls, the three doctors slowly placed the stretcher in the clearing.

"Woohoo!"

The three golden needles had already flown out, accurately piercing into the trembling acupoint, Yutang acupoint, and Zigong acupoint on Zhang Yan's chest, protecting her heart.

Mu Ping bent down and stretched out his hand, Zhang Yan's hand was grabbed by him, and a wave of wood vitality poured into her body. In less than three breaths, the blue and purple on Zhang Yan's face quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her breathing became steady.