Chapter 92: Heroine, I'm Poor in the World
Fang Zhun spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"You... Waiting for meγFengyun Mountain's reportγγγ Complex. After saying that, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was completely out of breath.
Fairy Tale completely ignored the cruel words he had put down at the end, and turned to look at Fang Mao, who still maintained the posture of bowing his head and squatting after the formation was withdrawn.
This person has been squatting there for a long time, and there has been no movement, she has been on guard for a long time, Fang Zhun is dead, this person has not made a move, should it... I still want to cheat.
The fairy tale turned her head to find something to test it, but found that there was nothing convenient except for dead snakes all over the ground.
"He's long dead. On the stone not far away, Wan Tao, who had just seen Fang Mao's front, replied affirmatively.
"Just dead?" Fairy Tale was a little surprised, this person's strength was even stronger than Fang Zhun, Fang Zhun could still live well, why did she die.
Wan Tao: ......
Listening to your tone, it seems to be disappointed?
It's too ruthless, people are like this, what else do you want.
This woman is simply terrible.
What the fairy tale didn't know was that there was a fight just in the morning when Fang Mao led the people and Feng Yunshan and the others to meet, Fang Mao and Wei Guang, who was on a par with him in strength, were both injured, and it was not easy for Fang Mao to hold on until he withdrew, and Wei Guang would have died long before he saw it.
"We..."Wang Yizhi's face turned pale.
"Let's go see the golden willow. "She was going to see if the woman was still alive.
Wang Yizhi: ......
Wan Tao glanced sympathetically at Wang Yizhi, who was still bleeding from his leg, took off a small dagger from his leg and threw it to him.
This woman is too terrifying, in comparison, there is still a Wang Yizhi who is more secure, and it is better not to have an accident.
Fairy Tale walked up to the golden willow and looked down at her.
At this time, Jin Liu completely lost the charm of the day before yesterday, the whole person was lying on his side by the river, his broken right leg was attached to the ground, oozing a pool of blood, and countless thin cuts hung on his black dress, which were soaked in blood and stuck to his body. His face was as pale as paper, the corners of his lips were bloodless, a pale black blood slid down his cheeks, and a strand of long hair was even pale, and the tips of his hair fell into the water, swaying slightly with the current.
Somehow, seeing Jin Liu like this, the fairy tale was a little unbearable.
"Are you alright?"
The eyelids of the man on the ground twitched slightly, and his eyes were half-opened.
"You won. β
A fluttering voice came, and Jin Liu's whole body exuded a sense of calm.
The fairy tale doesn't speak, just looks at her.
"I grew up in the Golden Bell Sect, grew up with my sister, and before the age of eighteen I was accompanied by the beasts in the back mountains, and my sister said that I was the genius of the Golden Bell Sect once in a hundred years. Jin Liu gasped slightly, and another line of blood spilled out of his mouth.
"My sister never let me go down the mountain, she protected me very well, and I stayed in the sect to practice the golden bell of the beast until I met him at the imperial auction house in the capital that year. Jin Liu said peace, and looked up at Wang Yizhi on the stone not far away.
"I just met him, he never remembered me, I... Jin Liu's voice became lower and lower, and the fairy tale was a little inaudible.
Jin Liu coughed heavily, and stretched out his hand with difficulty.
Fairy hesitated for a moment, crouched down slightly, and approached her.
"Can you help me with the - go to death. Jin Liu propped up his body slightly, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, his right arm suddenly propped up his body, and his left hand was raised quickly.
Bang β
A gunshot shook the fairy tale's ears slightly.
Fairy Tale looked at Jin Liu's wrist held by herself, and her heartbeat calmed down for a long time.
"You hate me so much. β
The fairy tale couldn't understand why her voice was so calm, as if something was finally pressing on her heart and finally moved away.
"You ruined me, shouldn't I hate you. Jin Liu sneered, as if he had heard some joke.
"I was going to let you go. β
"Let me go, I'm the way I am now, it's better to live than to die, surnamed Yan, I have already told my sister about the matter here, sister, she won't let you go, you just wait for the family to be ruined, I'll wait for you below, we will meet again soon." β
After saying a word, Jin Liu stopped breathing, his eyes widened, and he looked at her.
Fairy Tale stood there in a crouching position for a long time before reaching out and slowly closing her eyes.
"Yes, then I'll wait, but you're afraid you won't be able to wait for me, if your sister dares to come, I'll let her accompany you." β
Kindness that shouldn't be there really can't be had.
Fairy Tale got up silently, bent down and gently picked up the soft sword on the ground.
The sword body was about two feet long, extremely sharp, and with a flick of the wrist, the sword body made a slight buzzing sound, and a cold light flashed.
The soft sword is extremely exquisite, and the fairy tale gently pats the soft sword on the waist, and the soft sword instantly becomes a belt, and the tip of the sword is stuck under the hilt, which looks quite beautiful.
She walked back slowly, glanced at the three of Jishimen casually, jumped on the tallest stone in the formation eye again, took out the bamboo flute and poured it into it and played it.
The three people of Jishimen, who were a little frightened by her glance, didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that this woman would not like her, so she sent herself and others to accompany those people lying on the ground.
Seeing that she ignored herself, the three of them were silently relieved, and wondered if they had heard this song somewhere.
Familiar tones.
Wang Yizhi, who had just dug out the bullet and was bandaging his leg, felt bad when he heard this tone.
It's here again.
Wang Yizhi unconsciously accelerated the speed of bandaging.
When the second half of the song was blown, everyone found that it was completely different from the previous one, and this time the second half of the tune was very soft and cheerful.
If there is anything in common with the previous song, it is that I don't understand what is expressed.
Time passed little by little, the fairy tale's face gradually turned white, and after blowing it for the fifth time, he put away the bamboo flute, sat cross-legged on the stone, and took out a Hui Yuan Dan and swallowed it.
It was only then that she had time to pay attention to the three people who survived the battle.
Being looked at like this, Zhao Xu felt a sigh in his heart, and he had a very bad premonition.
What to do, a little square.
"I heard that you are a master of medicinal herbs. β
Whoever said that, stand up and I promise not to kill you.
Zhao Xu felt bitter in his heart.
The whole world thinks that Jishimen is rich in medicinal materials, and this one really thinks so.
But their own family knows about their own affairs, and they are about to be unable to open the pot.
"No, no. Zhao Xu decided to tell the truth.
"Huh?" Fairy frowned.
It was useless to waste the effort to leave these three people alone.
Fairy Tale looked at the three of them dissatisfied, and what she thought in her heart was clearly expressed on her face.
Zhao Xu felt that his legs were weak and he almost sat on the ground.
"Really, there is no falsehood in this statement, although I Jishimen is a medical cultivation sect, but there is basically no business before, the cost of planting medicinal herbs is huge, Jishimen can't make ends meet, there are not many medicinal herbs, we came this time, the cheats are partial, but also to pick more herbs, in the door... There are not enough herbs in the door. Zhao Xu swore and said, and swore an oath.
When the two Jishimen disciples behind him heard this, they both bowed their heads deeply.
Although this is all the truth, the ugliness of the family is not publicized, the third senior brother, you just say it, even if you have to say it, they also feel panicked on their faces.
Fairy Tale looked at Zhao Xuwang's sincere eyes that couldn't be more sincere, and was a little speechless.
I thought I could make a lot of medicinal materials, but I didn't expect this Jishimen, the legendary divine doctor sect, to be so poor.
......
"Then what can your sect come up with to ransom the three of you? β
The fairy tale is very depressing.
These three people followed this group of people to kill themselves, did they just let them go?
Fairy tales say don't even think about it.
What is the redemption?
Zhao Xu thought carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more desperate he became.
They are really poor.
The fairy tale saw that Zhao Xu was about to burst into tears in the next second, and felt his temples jump suddenly.
"Think about it, I can't think of it, I'll help you think about it, the three of you have a total of 30 million, send a message back and let someone send the same amount of things over, speed. "Fairy Tale felt like her patience was running out.
"By the way, if it's herbs, I can give you a nine-percent discount. β
Million!
Zhao Xu was about to vomit blood.
Thirty million may not be anything to other ancient martial arts sects, such as Chongyun Villa, it is not a matter to take out a few thirty million in a minute, but they are different, they are as poor as Jishimen, and if they take out one or two hundred million, their hearts will drip blood.
"More?" Fairy Tale looked at Zhao Xu's constipated face, and said a little impatiently: "Could it be that Jishimen is unwilling to come to redeem you." β
Fairy tale's eyes narrowed slightly, is Jishimen really poor like this?
"No, no, I am the son of the Great Elder, and they will definitely redeem me. Zhao Xu hurriedly said, for fear that this person would feel that he was useless and tear up the ticket.
"The son of the Great Elder?" Fairy Tale was surprised, and was willing to let it out: "I see, great, I changed my mind, you are thirty million, and there are two ten million left, a total of fifty million." β
The fairy tale smiled and immediately increased the price.
Zhao Xu: ......
Not with such.
Let your mouth owe, anxious to show what identity, now it's okay.
"Woman. Zhao Xu looked at the fairy tale with tears in his eyes: "Is it okay to have 10 million before?" β
"Yes. "Fairy Tale generously agreed.
Zhao Xu was overjoyed and was about to send a message.
"Then you directly ask them which third of you they need, I will divide it among them, and I will keep the rest and wait for the balance of the transaction. β
Smack, the phone fell to the ground.
Zhao Xu picked it up with trembling hands and told his father the sad news.
It rose by another 20 million.
Fairy Tale looked at Zhao Xu with a bitter look on his face and began to send messages again, feeling the almost recovered inside of his body, and began to blow away the song just now.
The Guwu Sect can survive until now, even if they are poor, they can really be poor, and 50 million will make them feel distressed for a long time, but it will not really hurt their muscles and bones.
By the time the inside of the experience was exhausted again, the moon had already hung up.
"Yan Nuxia, Uncle Men and they are raising money, and they will turn around tomorrow morning at the latest. Zhao Xu saw that the fairy tale stopped playing, and hurriedly said.
"Hmm. Fairy whispered and looked at the night sky.
It has been more than ten days since she came out, and five days later, it was the engagement banquet between her and Bei Yan announced by Uncle Wang.
After such a long time, no trace of the colored snake was found, and I don't know if I will be able to rush back in time.