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"Hahaha, 10,000 years, 10,000 years" Yin Jiuyou was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood: "The old man hasn't tasted the taste of the soul for 10,000 years, this taste, tsk, really makes me unsatisfied! Although it is only the remnant soul of a low-level monk, how can I feel more delicious than the complete soul of the uncapable power that I devoured at the beginning!" Then he chattered endlessly in Ye Hong's mind about how powerful the inheritor of the "Soul Treasure Cone" he followed back then, and how he had devoured the souls of how many high-level monks, etc. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Hong leaned on the corner of the wall and rolled his eyes weakly, closed his sea of knowledge, closed his eyes, and began to recover his strength and true qi, allowing the phantom of Yin Jiu Yu to nag, warn, roar, and protest in front of him without being indifferent. He felt deeply exhausted, and the thrills and crises he encountered in just two or three days far exceeded the sum of his two lives, and his mental and physical fatigue urgently needed to be recovered.

I don't know how much time passed, Ye Hong finally came to his senses, looked inward at his own situation, his physical strength had roughly recovered, and the true qi in the dantian was half full. I opened my eyes and stretched, but suddenly I saw that I was sitting in front of a pile of dark green sticky carrion, and suddenly jumped up without wanting to hit the wall, and rushed forward uncontrollably under the push of the rebound force, but I just stepped on the pile of carrion in time to dodge, and my whole foot sank to my ankle.

Ye Hong regretted it, he knew that he was slowly getting up, and the white-haired zombies had already turned into carrion, and he was still worried about what! Because he was worried that those carrion were poisonous, he hurriedly took off his boots again, and his heart was relieved when he saw that his feet were fine. In a bad mood, he gathered a fireball and threw it in the pile of carrion, and suddenly the flames burned, and he looked at himself by the light of the flames, wearing torn strips of clothes, his pants that were already exposed, and his bare feet were barefoot, and the blood stains were all over his body. Ye Hong sighed silently, tore off the messy cloth strips on his body, took out the spare clothes from the storage belt and put them on, but unfortunately there were no shoes, so he had to wrap the torn strips of cloth around his feet to make a simple cloth shoes.

At this time, the pile of rotten flesh was about to be burned out, and as the light of the flame became dimmer and dimmer, he suddenly saw a strange thing, a remnant of the flame was actually moving slowly. He hurriedly walked away from the flames and called Yin Jiuyou in time, "Old Yin, come out and take a look, what's going on?"

"What's the noise, I'm reminiscing about the taste of this remnant soul, the consequences of disturbing my old man are very serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame was extinguished, Ye Hong hurriedly released another fireball and grabbed it in the palm of his hand, and in the firelight, he saw that there was a caterpillar on the ground with a two-inch long scorched back crawling slowly on the ground, but in the blink of an eye, the scorching on its back disappeared without a trace, becoming snow-white as jade.

"What kind of insect is this, is it dangerous?" The attack of the advanced pit viper snake and zombie made Ye Hong like a frightened bird, and immediately asked if the insect of Yin Jiuyou was harmful.

"Alas, I haven't devoured my soul for so many years, and my memory has deteriorated so badly that I can't remember it for a while. Yin Jiu paused, and said sadly: "But subconsciously, I feel that this insect is not harmful, but it is an opportunity for you." Let's take it first, and then identify it when I've devoured enough souls and regain some of my memories!"

Hearing that there was no danger, Ye Hong suddenly relaxed, took out a crockpot from the storage belt, and carefully picked the insects into it with an ethereal dagger. By the light of the fire, he carefully observed the little snow-white worm, which looked like a caterpillar but had no eyes or feet, and only moved its body by the gentle wriggling of its belly. There is only one slit in the mouth, and it is spitting out a little bit of viscous transparent liquid.

"Boy, try smearing the liquid from its spit on your wounds"

"Why, are you mistaken, the saliva of the worms crawling out of the zombie's carrion pile is rubbing on the wound? Do you want to kill me!" Ye Hong jumped eight feet high.

"Look at you rat guts, what am I doing to you, what good is it for me if you die? Don't ask me why, I don't know, it's just that my subconscious tells me that I should do it. Try it or not, anyway, it's you who suffers or takes advantage, and I won't get any benefit. Yin Jiuyou said disdainfully.

Ye Hong hesitated for a moment and agreed, thinking about it, if something happened to him, he would be unlucky, just try it. He cautiously picked out a little of the worm's saliva with an ethereal dagger and gently wiped it on a small wound on his arm, then stared at the wound tightly, and his heart was up and down for a while, thinking that there was any discomfort and cut the muscles around the wound as soon as possible. A crispy numbness sensation passed from the wound to the central nervous system, and a stunned miracle occurred, the wound began to squirm and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole process took only a minute or two. Ye Hong rubbed his eyes, and touched the intact skin in disbelief, it was true, the wound really healed quickly.

"Baby!" Ye Hong said excitedly: "Old Yin, this worm is really a good thing, you really didn't lie to me!"

"Hmph, human head pig brain, I don't know ......" A series of disdainful words appeared in Ye Hong's mind.

Ye Hong, who picked up the treasure, grinned with a big mouth, of course he didn't care about this: "Yin Lao, then how should I feed this worm?

"The old man doesn't know, anyway, my subconscious tells me that you just need to keep him by your side, you can watch it yourself and give it some food and drink. Even if the Great Elder keeps it warm in his body, it shouldn't be meat-eating. Oh, by the way, don't put it in the storage belt, the storage space can't hold living things. ”

"Nonsense, if you eat meat, there will be this zombie!

Scratching his head, Ye Hong temporarily put the crockpot aside and began to sort out the loot with great interest. With anticipation, he injected true qi into the storage ring, penetrated his divine sense, and examined the relics of the Great Elder. But after only a few seconds, the smile on his face froze there.

The space for the storage ring was still relatively large, about two or three cubic sizes, but there was nothing in it except a few spirit stones and a jade slip. Holding on to the last trace of hope, Ye Hong pasted the jade slip in the center of the Yin Hall to inject divine sense, hoping that the Great Elder had already entered the "Fog Blood Demon Sutra" into this jade slip. But the last glimmer of hope also came to naught, and the divine sense could not be injected into this jade slip at all, which means that this jade slip was not a record jade slip at all.

Ye Hong's face suddenly became very ugly, he didn't expect that he had spent a lot of effort, and he had gone through nine deaths and never got anything: "Old man, why don't you have the 'Fog Blood Demon Sutra'!" He asked in a very serious tone: "You won't be fooling me, right?"

Yin Jiuyou glanced at the ring and Yu Jian and was also anxious: "How is it possible, when the second elder escaped from the secret room with the 'Soul Treasure Cone', I saw with my own eyes that the Great Elder deposited the 'Mist Blood Demon Sutra' into the storage ring, how could it not be!" Besides, you repeatedly insisted on coming to find the "Fog Blood Demon Sutra", and I didn't force you to come!" followed by a series of foul words, which made Ye Hong look embarrassed.

Finally waiting for Yin Jiuyou's foul mouth to come to an end, Ye Hong touched his nose and said cautiously: "I'm sorry, Yin Lao, I had a bad attitude just now because I was too lost, and you don't want to be like me." Think about it, could it be that you're mistaken, or if there's some other place to store something!"

Seeing that Ye Hong softened and apologized, Yin Jiuyou also calmed down his depressed mood: "I remember it very clearly, it won't be wrong, the Fog Blood Demon Sutra must still be in the secret room, let's look for it again." ”

In the next few hours, Ye Hong was like a dedicated cleaner working diligently, holding a torch in the secret room and blood pool over and over again, carefully inspecting every place, every corner, except for not priing up the rocks, almost all places were checked several times, and no abnormalities were found. In the end, after carefully inspecting the stone table where the Great Elder had sat and confirming that he had not received any clues, Ye Hong could no longer resist the invasion of fatigue, and lay on the stone table dizzily and fell asleep with a crooked body.

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