"Miss, do you want to continue to investigate Su Gongzi's traces?" With her hands on her sleeves, the maid Biyan lightly supported her own young lady, and asked slowly, the fairy-like young lady in her eyes, the Su family was really unworthy, and I don't know what kind of idea the young lady had. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The beautiful eyes flowed, Zhu Shu'er picked the bright red flowers that stretched into the corridor with one hand, twisted his fingers lightly, and the fine fallen flowers fell into the small pool in between, and the water waves were a few points red, and soon disappeared.

"Let him escape from his family affair with my wish, won't he let others laugh at him." Her face was pale, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression in her tone, "The years of cultivating immortals are long, and family affairs are not important to me, when he is in my hands, heh, play slowly." ”

He ran away from his relatives, she did not give up, and public opinion was ultimately biased towards her. When he is in her hands, she will torment him as much as she wants, and let him know that her temperament is something he can't afford to provoke. What kind of family affairs depends on whether he has this life, she will never let him go if he spoils her three times or twice.

A few days of work, in the blink of an eye, to the third day, in the dim room, the man lying on the long collapse turned over, his body was soft, he opened his eyes, and remembered in a trance that someone seemed to say that he would come out within three days, raised his head slightly, and then lay down again, his eyes were half-closed.

If she doesn't come out, he's going to starve to death—

Su Jing reached out and touched his stomach, which was no different from before, and he felt that his stomach was deflated.

There was a sound at the door, and he slowly got up from the collapse, and took the spiritual liquid that was routinely sent every day, as well as the cooked meat of the demon beast that he had specially ordered to prepare.

He raised his head and drank the spiritual liquid, the liquid peeking out from the corner of his mouth, slid all the way through his chin, and when he drank it, he threw it away, and the bottle rolled to the corner of the wall, and fell with a bunch of friends.

In fact, the spiritual fluid could already meet the needs of the body, but he did not feel full, he swallowed a plate of meat, and nested back on the collapse.

By the end of the third day, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

When he woke up on the fourth day, as he expected, the woman who couldn't say three days had not yet come out.

He thought, it should be half a month, if she doesn't come out, under such conditions, her body can't hold it at all.

And the cost of spirit stones can only last for this month.

On the fifth day, he was disturbed.

As soon as Su Yaozhu returned to the Kaaba, he saw Su Jing wrapped in an animal skin blanket on the long seat, and when he walked in front of him, his eyes were closed, and the edges and corners of his original face became soft in his sleep, like a hibernating mink.

Using a strand of his hair to tease his eyes, there was a slight movement on his face, but there was no response, but she moved to the tip of his nose, and when it reached his upper lip, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit the tip of his hair.

His eyes were still closed, his lips moved, and he immediately spit it out again, and before she could react, he stretched out his long arm and grabbed her neck.

In a moment's second to her senses, she was pressed against his chest, her neck was hugged by him, her head was buried in his neck, and her lips touched the skin on his neck, soft and nice to the touch.

Because she had been in the scorching heat for more than four days, she felt that his body was very cool and comfortable.

She frowned, trying to break free from him, and then heard a murmur coming from his nose, and inexplicably felt his dependence, he hadn't fully woken up.

"Su Jing, let go." She struggled to break free, but his other arm tightened her waist.

"Don't let go."

He hugged her tighter, making her a little breathless, and the tip of her nose was filled with the breath of his body, which made her feel a little flustered when she had never hugged a man so closely.

"Let it go!" After speaking, she opened her mouth and bit it, and the moment she bit down, Su Jing's body trembled.

Su Yaozhu was also stunned, what she was holding in her mouth was his soft earlobe.

For a moment, she really wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Su Jing finally let go of her, she quickly got up from him, suppressed her uneasy mood, and secretly despised herself, Su Yaozhu, you stupid, you actually went to bite another man, and you are still so embarrassed and sensitive! Do you still want this old face?

"Are you looking for death?" Her tone was not good, as if to hide the discomfort she hadn't adjusted to.

Su Jing pouted: "What about the three days you said?" I've been waiting for you for so long, I'm dying of hunger, and you're still murdering me......"

She thought of his huge appetite and the level of consumption here, so she didn't say anything for a while, only warned him: "Don't touch me casually next time, otherwise you will chop off your claws." ”

"Well, okay, you have the final say. Sister, where is the elixir you refined? ”

What can be refined in such a short period of time?

Take the general high-level alchemist as an analogy, refining high-grade pills, it takes two days to refine a furnace, the success rate is only half, and the output is at most five or six, if you change to refining low-level pills, it is no problem to refine twenty or thirty furnaces a day, and the success rate reaches more than ninety, and eight or nine pills in one furnace are good.

High-level alchemists are considered to be very rare, and only major sects can cultivate them.

Even the Feng family, who has always been willing to smash spirit stones to cultivate talents, is estimated to have only a few people before they fall, and they can be counted on one hand.

And the pills that can be sold at a sky-high price are nothing more than soul-nourishing, spiritual awareness, quenching the body, washing the marrow and changing the quality, and those that can be sold at a high price, and there are also pills that can be sold at a high price, such as improving the realm of cultivation and beauty, even if the quality is not high, the price is definitely not low.

And some pills, even if their pills are rare, the price is not high.

Su Yaozhu didn't answer his words, but just took out a bunch of jade bottles in response to him, she still remembered that she saw the word "for sale" on the jade screen of the transaction, and immediately rummaged through it, and the sale was divided into two types, one was the night market purchase, and the other was listing and auctioning.

Su Jing saw that there were about twenty or thirty jade bottles she took out, so he was not interested, he could refine so many quantities in these four or five days, but he was afraid that they were all low-level pills, and no matter how good they were, they would be medium-level, so he leaned on the seat, a little lazy, just watching her busy.

He couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "You just came out, and you look very tired, it's better to rest for a while, don't be in a hurry for a while." ”

As he spoke, she chose the night market to buy.

"The purchase price given by the night market is generally 30% lower than the market, and only monks who are eager to get rid of what they have in their hands will choose." Su Jing said again.

Su Yaozhu placed the jade bottle in his hand and sent it to the conveyor port in the house for value appraisal.

Then she turned and walked over, and sat down on the other side of the seat, resting against it.

Little by little, time passed.

Su Jing looked at her with a tired face on the other side, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Until I heard the sound of the night market, a number box appeared on the phantom, and the number appeared in the most eye-catching place, and the number that appeared changed quickly and was blurred.

Finally, a clear string of numbers appears in the picture.

Su Jing, whose gaze swept casually, was dumbfounded, indicating that he was surprised.

Immediately, he evoked a self-deprecating laugh.

Also, how could she, an alchemist, understand the value of the elixir she refined, and what was he thinking before? (To be continued.) )