"What are you a thousand-year-old spirit fox? Do you see cats and dogs everywhere?" As Mu Ziru's voice landed, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting on the other side of the white jade table, only replied to Mu Ziru with such a faint expression and surprise without hesitation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With just this rhetorical question, Mu Ziru instantly understood what Zhu Zimo meant.

So, I saw Mu Ziru suddenly raise his left hand and cover his heart tightly, while looking at Zhu Zimo with a sad face, he also said to Zhu Zimo in a very distressed tone: "Ah, Ah Mo, you, don't talk first, I want to be quiet, let me be quiet......

Mu Ziru is not telling lies, nor is he joking with Zhu Zimo, but he really needs to be quiet now!

For ordinary people, the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox may be just the blood of a beast, but for Mu Ziru, who is studying medicine, the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox is simply a more cherished medicinal material than the thousand-year-old ginseng and the thousand-year-old lingzhi!

Thinking that at the beginning, when Mu Ziru knew that Zhu Zimo's master had such an unavoidable thousand-year-old spirit fox, Mu Ziru had no other ideas, and he didn't care about how Zhu Zimo's master got the thousand-year-old spirit fox, Mu Ziru only wanted to get a few drops of thousand-year-old spirit fox blood to make medicine!

If the owner of the thousand-year-old spirit fox was someone else, even if it was the emperor who lived in the palace forbidden, Mu Ziru would definitely not say a word - he would go directly to kill people and seize treasures.

It's a pity that the owner of the thousand-year-old spirit fox is the master of Yan Ziming, Zhu Zimo, and Lin Xiaoyang!

In this way, whether it is overt robbery or covert robbery, Mu Ziru, whose martial arts are inferior to Zhu Zimo...... Obviously, he can't fight the old master who is mysterious but terrifyingly powerful!

So back then, Mu Ziru could only retreat and cheekily stepped forward to ask for a few drops of thousand-year-old spirit fox blood.

But Mu Ziru's good words were exhausted, and the old master, who had broken into the Wu clan alone and saved Mu Ziru's life, still refused Mu Ziru's request without hesitation......

was rejected by the old master without hesitation, not only could Mu Ziru not be angry, but also had to lick his face and smile, just begging the old master to suddenly feel better, and mercifully reward him with a few drops of thousand-year-old spirit fox blood......

It's a pity that the old master is really true to his word - if he doesn't give it, he won't give it!

was repeatedly rejected, although Mu Ziru was unwilling to give up in his heart, but Mu Ziru really had no choice but to take that old master's family - just Mu Ziru's three-legged cat kung fu, but it was still taught by the old master!

In particular, Mu Ziru is self-aware - in the eyes of the old man, in the eyes of the old master, he is afraid that it is just a fist embroidered leg. In this way, what did Mu Ziru do to fight with that old master?

Therefore, after all, Mu Ziru could only helplessly and salivate as the master of Zhu Zimo and the others walked away without getting dusty with the thousand-year-old spirit fox shoes with smooth and shiny fur......

After that, every time he thought of this incident back then, Mu Ziru couldn't help but want to beat his chest: That's a thousand-year-old spirit fox!!That's a thousand-year-old spirit fox blood!! how many magic medicines can be refined by a drop of thousand-year-old spirit fox blood!!!

Mu Ziru begged for the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox but couldn't, and then he was very depressed and uncomfortable for a while.

During that time, Mu Ziru simply didn't think about tea and dinner, and all he thought about was the thousand-year-old spirit fox and its blood, so that during that time, Mu Ziru was uncomfortable looking at anything, and he was not happy to see anyone! And it was during that time that Mu Ziru became known as the "impermanent ghost doctor......

Now recalling the past, Mu Ziru just wants to say - the past is unbearable!

To be honest, after so long, Mu Ziru's thoughts about the thousand-year-old spirit fox raised by the old master have almost faded, but today, Mu Ziru heard Zhu Zimo from Zhu Zimo say that he slaughtered the thousand-year-old spirit fox raised by his master...... Slaughtered...... Slaughtered!!!!

Therefore, Mu Ziru really needs to be quiet.

If he didn't calm down, Mu Ziru was really afraid that he would uncontrollably pull out his sword and slaughter Zhu Zimo!!

The silence lasted for a long time, and suddenly I saw Mu Ziru slamming the table up, and with a hideous expression, he began to roar sadly at Zhu Zimo, who was sitting on the other side of the white jade table: "Millennial Spirit Fox! That's a thousand-year-old spirit fox!! that's a thousand-year-old spirit fox!!!! do you know how rare it is to meet a thousand-year-old spirit fox!!?!

Do you know how precious the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox is?!!! it can literally live dead human flesh and bones!! but you're unexpectedly, unexpectedly...... Zhu Zimo, you bastard!!You actually slaughtered the only living thousand-year-old spirit fox!!!Zhu Zimo, Zhu Zimo!, why didn't I think you were such a bastard before!!!!"

In the end, Mu Ziru beat his chest with a mournful face.

Looking at Mu Ziru's grief-stricken appearance, it is not difficult to imagine that if it weren't for the fact that the table in front of Mu Ziru was made of white jade, it was too heavy, I was afraid that Mu Ziru would not have slapped the table just now, but lifted the table!

And at that time, in the face of Mu Ziru's hideous expression and sad and angry roar, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting on the white jade table with a blue scroll in his left hand, replied to Mu Ziru with a calm expression after a short silence: "It was my master who asked me to slaughter it." ”

Before Zhu Zimo said this, Mu Ziru, who was propped up on the white jade table with his hands straight, began to roar at Zhu Zimo with a hideous expression: "Your master asked you to slaughter you, you will slaughter you! Your master asked you to die, why don't you ......" At this point, the voice was stunned, and then, only Mu Ziru could hear Mu Ziru's dumb cannon barrel, and asked Zhu Zimo in a low voice and with a stunned expression: "What did you say??!!!!?"

At that time, I saw Zhu Zimo nod his head lightly, and replied calmly: "Hmm." said that it was for alchemy, but the master didn't kill the old man, so he asked me to slaughter it on my behalf. ”

After hearing Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru's previous grief and anger dissipated instantly, leaving him at a loss.

Sitting back on the white jade bench behind him a little dejectedly, Mu Ziru held back for a long time, but couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "Your master is also a ......"

However, without waiting for Mu Ziru to say the rest of the words, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the white jade table with a straight back and a straight posture, glared at Mu Ziru fiercely, and warned Mu Ziru to be careful when he spoke.

And at this time, Zhu Zimo glared at him fiercely, and Mu Ziru's "bastard thing" that had rushed to his mouth suddenly choked in his throat, but in the end, Mu Ziru swallowed it back into his stomach with difficulty.

"Although that thousand-year-old spirit fox belongs to your master, you can't slaughter it so easily!!" A sentence that seemed to sigh and muttered came out of the mouth of Mu Ziru, who looked depressed.

Regarding Mu Ziru's accusation, Zhu Zimo answered disapprehantly: "You also said that the thousand-year-old spirit fox was originally raised by the master and his old man, how does the master treat the things he raised himself, how can I, as an apprentice, be qualified to put a beak?" What's more, the master's order cannot be violated!

In the face of Zhu Zimo's disapproval, Mu Ziru was also helpless, so he could only sigh and shake his head: "That's it, the slaughter has already been slaughtered, and I can't help it, the antidote, you can figure it out yourself!!" After speaking, Mu Ziru stood up again, raised his feet with a dejected expression and wanted to turn around and leave.

However, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting on the other side of the white jade table, saw this, but opened his lips and called: "Ah Huan......"

Xu was stimulated by what happened just now, Mu Ziru no longer saw the arbitrary chic of the past at this time, only stood still, looked at Zhu Zimo with a rather depressed expression, and whispered in a rather depressed tone: "What......'s the matter?"

At that moment, Zhu Zimo was silent for a few seconds with a thoughtful look on his face, and then suddenly asked Mu Ziru: "The blood of people who have taken the blood of the spirit fox for thousands of years...... Is that okay?"

Hearing Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru's expression did not improve at all, and he still looked depressed.

After a moment of silence, Mu Ziru, who was standing at the white jade table, replied in a low tone, "Well...... It's not impossible. Using the real dragon bone as a medicine guide is the best policy, using the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox as the medicine guide is the best policy, and using a whole bowl of the blood of a person who has taken the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox as the medicine guide is the best policy.

Because it is the last policy, when the medicine is refined, the effect of the medicine will drop by one percent. Although the efficacy of the medicine is still guaranteed, the effect is far less powerful than that of the medicine that is refined with the true dragon bone or the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox. Moreover, if you take blood for more than ten months, it is useless. ”

As Mu Ziru finished explaining, Zhu Zimo nodded slightly, frowned slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Okay, I know, I will send the blood to you tomorrow." ”

As soon as he heard Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru, who was still depressed at first, suddenly had a bright eye, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Listen to what you mean...... Do you know someone who has taken the blood of the thousand-year-old spirit fox?!! who is that person??"

After asking these two questions, Mu Ziru stared at Zhu Zimo intently, with an excited expression of "Tell me quickly!" written all over his face.

In the face of Mu Ziru's strange excitement, I don't know what Zhu Zimo thought, his face suddenly sank, and he said in a serious tone: "I advise you, it's best not to beat that person's idea, otherwise if our master knows, I am afraid that your ability to cultivate with great difficulty will be abolished." ”

At this moment, hearing Zhu Zimo's undisguised warning words, Mu Ziru, who was standing at the white jade table, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Zimo with his hands on his chest, and said in surprise: "Why is this matter related to your master again?"

At that time, Zhu Zimo slowly lowered his eyes when he heard this, and when he spoke, his tone revealed a little astringency: "She...... It is the person whom our Master named to protect. Although you have not been accepted by our master, you have dealt with our master, and you probably know the temper of our master. ”

Regarding Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru did not deny it, but nodded obediently, indicating that he did know.

However, because Zhu Zimo's eyes were lowered, Zhu Zimo didn't see Mu Ziru nodding in agreement, so Zhu Zimo was still whispering: "Master, although the old man doesn't ask about everything, if the master names the person to protect, who will move ......" The voice suddenly paused, and when Zhu Zimo spoke again, his tone was full of warnings: "Who is unlucky." ”

"Then you just move?" Zhu Zimo's words were finished, and Mu Ziru, who was standing on the white jade table, raised his eyebrows with his hands on his chest and looked at Zhu Zimo, asked rhetorically.

Without waiting for Zhu Zimo to answer, Mu Ziru said in a slow tone: "After the thousand-year-old spirit fox blood enters the human body, the medicinal properties will be gradually absorbed by the human body until it is completely integrated into the person's bone and blood after ten months, and it cannot be refined at all. Therefore, using the blood of a person who has taken the blood of a thousand-year-old spirit fox as a medicine guide is not enough for a few drops of blood, but a whole bowl of blood must be put in! That is not something that can be replenished by just eating a few chickens!"

However, at that time, in response to Mu Ziru's reminder, Zhu Zimo was silent for a few seconds and then replied to Mu Ziru in a calm tone: "I naturally have my own way." ”

Zhu Zimo said this, obviously unwilling to tell Mu Ziru his method, but Mu Ziru didn't seem to hear the meaning of Zhu Zimo's words, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What way?"

Faced with Mu Ziru's questioning, Zhu Zimo naturally did not tell Mu Ziru his method bluntly, but said in an astringent tone: "Your medicine, in the final analysis, is also refined for that person, if she knows that it is to save that person, she should ...... They will be willing to cut flesh and bleed. ”

As soon as he heard Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru, who stood at the white jade table and raised his eyebrows with his hands on his chest and looked at Zhu Zimo, suddenly showed a light in his eyes, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Listen to you, the person who has drunk the blood of the spirit fox for thousands of years should be a woman?"

Zhu Zimo naturally didn't answer Mu Ziru's words, only looked at Mu Ziru coldly, and said coldly: "I said, if you want to live in peace, don't beat that person's idea." If you don't listen to my advice and move your mind that shouldn't be moved, then the master and his old man will be angry, even if I and the third junior brother are together, we won't be able to save you. ”

was repeatedly warned by Zhu Zimo, Mu Ziru disagreed in his heart, but verbally he still followed Zhu Zimo's words: "Okay, okay, I remember, don't hit that person's idea, don't hit that person's idea!!"

Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the white jade table with a straight back and a blue scroll in his left hand, glanced at Mu Ziru, who looked disapproving, and said in a cold tone: "You'd better really remember." After that, Zhu Zimo lowered his eyes and looked at the blue scroll he was holding in his left hand.

At this time, what responded to Zhu Zimo was a sentence that Mu Ziru spit out with an evil smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely remember!"