Although the helper didn't have much hope in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, picked up the pair of chopsticks and poured them into the jade bottle.

A little bit of dirt powder was scraped onto the jade mirror.

But there was still no reaction on the jade mirror.

The helper didn't have any hope, but Zhang Shi still felt that he had to do it again.

"I kept pounding it with chopsticks until I couldn't get any more dirt powder. ”

Zhang Shi's voice sounded in the air again.

Even if the helper has a big complaint in his heart, he can only scold Zhang Shi in his heart, who called you my gold master, and your strength and means are strong?

After serving this time, I won't wait after I get the bounty.

Just as he was thinking this, the jade mirror reacted.

A streak of blood appeared on the all-white mirror.

The helper was overjoyed when he saw it, and he danced happily.

The helper yelled:

"It's already bleeding, so I'll press down the mechanism of this jade mirror, so that there will always be that blood in this jade mirror. ”

"Curry. ”

It was a crisp sound.

The bloodshot inside the jade mirror was set.

The helper took out a black box, carefully put the jade mirror in, and closed the box after filling the shockproof cotton in the black box again.

"The bounty will definitely be delivered, and you can rest assured that we will do things. ”

After Zhang Shi said this, he began to think about his actions later.

He told the helper about the plan he was going to implement, and then ordered his subordinates to bring the spirit stones to the helper.

After the helper got the spirit stone, he was even more excited, and he wanted to stay on the island to help Zhang Shi complete some tasks.

On the street of Wanhualin, a female correction wearing wooden shoes and a monk in flower clothes walked together, if Zhang Shi was on the scene, he would definitely be surprised.

The style of dressing and the voice of the Friar were very similar to the one he had met earlier at the Union office.

The Friar was from a medium-sized gang that Zhang Shi had come into contact with.

That medium-sized gang has a lot to do with the drug selling business in the Tianxing Sea and even in the Menghu Sea.

In order to show his loyalty to the medium-sized gang, the Friar used useless information that everyone knew to consume an oath of heaven of the Alliance, so he was imprisoned in the Alliance.

If it weren't for the difference between the right ear of this flower-clothed monk in Wan Hualin and the flower-clothed monk in the Alliance Prison, Zhang Shi would not be able to distinguish it even on the spot, and he would have thought that this flower-clothed monk had been released from the Alliance Prison again.

"We're here to do our job well and not to provoke anything else, my brother was arrested and put in prison by the Alliance before he didn't provoke anything. ”

In the middle of the streets of Wanhualin, the flower-clothed monk was talking to the beautiful friar.

The female monk could feel the anger in the heart of the flower-clothed male cultivator, but she could also feel that the flower-clothed male cultivator was already trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart in order to take care of her.

"Well, you don't grieve about what has passed.

How about I have some wine with you tonight, and then we can stay in a good restaurant together?

I'll cook a few good dishes myself, and now I'm going to go to this forest of flowers to buy some ingredients and cook them myself for you to eat. ”

The nun looked at the flower-clothed male cultivator affectionately and said gently.

After hearing this, the male cultivator in the flower clothes felt slightly relieved, and then spoke:

"Then according to what the beauty says. ”

After the wooden shoe nun and the flower-clothed monk embraced each other, they went to the seafood market in Wanhualin.

"The freshly salvaged Demon Clan Fish King, everyone hurry up and take a look. ”

"I want one. ”

"Okay, I'll slaughter one for you on the spot. ”

"Smack. ”

A bearded male cultivator picked up a bright kitchen knife and slashed at a huge fish that was still breathing.

"Whoa. ”

Blood splattered out of the fish's body and squirted directly into the face of the Wooden Shoe Cultivator.

The bloody breath caused the internal organs of the wooden shoe nun to react, and the demonic madness in her body began to boil.

At such moments, she is very sensitive to the blood of various other spiritual creatures around her.

In the past, when the demonic madness in the body of the red-green-faced monk had an attack, the wooden shoe nun could sense the general direction of the red-green-faced monk.

So the wooden shoe nun went all the way in that direction, constantly using the demonic madness of the "master" in her body to summon the red-faced monk with the demonic madness blood in her body to come to her.

The Wooden Shoes Cultivator had sensed the existence and general direction of the mad blood monk before, and when she received her inspiration, she came to her place one after another and received her orders.

The green-faced monk was different, after the Wooden Shoe Cultivator summoned him many times, the Wooden Shoe Monk still didn't feel that the Red and Green-faced Monk was closer to her, and sometimes even felt that he was farther away from her.

As time passed, the more the Wooden Shoe Cultivator became more and more worried about this mad blood monk who was not completely controlled by her.

Several times when she was dreaming at night, she had dreamed that the Alliance had found the mad monk when he was having a convulsion in his body, and had imprisoned the mad monk somewhere and interrogated him all the time.

Eventually, the officials of the alliance took advantage of the mad monk's ability to sense the madness in her body, discovered her whereabouts, set a trap for her, arrested her, and tortured her in various ways.

The wooden shoe nun forcibly suppressed the crazy blood surging in her body and covered her mouth with the fragrant handkerchief around her waist.

"Ahem. ”

The wooden shoe nun really couldn't resist the crazy blood surging in her abdomen, and pretended to cough and spit out a mouthful of bloody smell.

The Wooden Shoe Cultivator quickly found a deserted corner of the bazaar, turned her back to the crowd and took out a black bag, and spat out the fishy smell of blood into it.

She was very careful, her mouth facing the black bag, for fear of spitting out a little foam on the outside of the black bag.

At this time, the demonic mad blood in the wooden shoe nun was boiling, and she could also sense the existence of the demonic mad blood monk nearby.

Why is that person near me, is it true that all my previous dreams are right?

I couldn't summon it before, why did it come all of a sudden?

I haven't been able to summon it before, there must be a ghost among them, and according to common sense, a monk with the blood of the "Lord" must come as soon as he summons his subordinate mad blood monks.

Could it be that the mad blood monk really found my direction and position, and then let others confirm my identity, and he will design to arrest me today?

Thinking of this, the wooden shoe nun shuddered.

She sped up her vomiting blood, spitting out all the blood she could spit out.

At this time, the red-faced monk who was still in the Wanhua Forest Cave Mansion also sensed her direction and distance.

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