What's the matter with me! ”

Ming Yan jumped out, with withered grass in his mouth, his eyes shining with thief light, and whispered, "I'll help you carry the head!" ”

Su Luo slapped him with a palm, everyone knew that the head was worth five hundred credits!

Zhao Xin smiled bitterly: "Just kill someone, you don't need to cut off your head!" ”

"What should I do if I don't admit it?" Su Luo said calmly.

Zhao Xin: "......"

He can't laugh or cry, the school can still rely on you for 500 credits!

Zhao Xin said again: "You leave the elixir and give me the ancient scroll, this thing is very important, after the military department knows about it, it will definitely send someone to ask for it." ”

Su Luo glanced at him, and he didn't have the heart to turn it in at all.

Zhao Xin was stunned, what does this look mean, he wants to swallow it privately?

That's not going to work!

Not to mention that Su Luo can't protect it, it is difficult to do it here at Chuzhou Technical School, they can look at things, and they can secretly print a copy, but they must not stay.

Su Luo didn't mean to turn it in, there was no benefit, he left the things.

The two Mingxin Fruits were really beyond Su Luo's expectations, the spiritual power contained in them, one was more than ten elixirs, and it also had special uses.

Tonify the kidneys!

On the surface, the Ming Heart Fruit is good for the heart, but Su Luo knows that it is even better for the kidneys.

With the two Bright Heart Fruits, it should be able to help him condense the fifteenth Qi Cloud.

At present, there are still ten Zhu Fruits, two Purple Bodhi, and two Mingxin Fruits left on Su Luo's body.

There was no need to mix up the next task, Su Luo returned to the Lotus Peak, sat cross-legged, began to regulate his breath, and opened his mouth to swallow a vermilion fruit.

The pure spiritual power poured into the sea of qi, turning into wisps of true qi and pouring into the fourteenth qi luck, like a little fat dun who was full of food and was so big.

Su Luo was not in a hurry, opened his mouth and ate another Zhu Guo.

In the eyes of Ming Yan, he scolded vigorously: "Big dog, it must be deliberate, be careful of miserly ghosts, everyone has been brothers for so long, I have never tasted the taste of Zhuguo, you take one bite at a time, and you have to face it!" ”

Boom!

Su Luo's hearing was sensitive, and he took a bite of the vermilion fruit and threw the rest into his mouth.

It's not kindness, it's the chatter of the Ming Mourning, which affects his cultivation!

Ming Yan didn't dislike it, he took a big bite, staring at Su Luo with his eyes, and felt the aura of danger, which made him creepy.

In the past, Su Luo was self-styled, collected his body's qi and blood, and did not leak it at all, similar to ordinary people.

Now that he wanted to condense the fifteenth qi cloud and his breath leaked out, Ming Yan felt that there was a terrifying force in Su Luo's body that could easily destroy him.

Of the ten vermilion fruits, Su Luo ate nine and one bite, took out a bright heart fruit, and swallowed it with his mouth open.

The spiritual power suddenly became ten times stronger, and a trace of flushing appeared on Su Luo's face, and then the powerful spiritual power rushed into the sea of qi, and the Heavenly Replenishment Technique operated, as if the comer did not refuse, and all the refining into true qi poured into the chubby luck.

Click!

With a slight bang, it's finally going to split!

The fourteenth luck flower, like a cell, split from the middle, and the big fat boy turned into two little fat men, and there was a faint feeling of hunger.

The corners of Su Luo's mouth twitched slightly, this consumption was even more evil than Xiao Ling'er's big devouring body.

The last Mingxin Fruit, Su Luo swallowed it ruthlessly, and the two small white clouds were larger, the same size as the surrounding white clouds, which could be regarded as stable.

Su Luo let out a sigh of relief, stood up and had sharp eyes, his cultivation had indeed improved significantly, and his strength had improved a bit.

If Wei He was here, Su Luo would definitely be able to kill him with one blow of the dragon slayer.

But this consumption is really a bit big!

Su Luo also had a headache, the fifteenth white cloud cost two Mingxin Fruits, nine Vermilion Fruits, and the consumption of nearly thirty elixirs was nearly double that of condensing the fourteenth white cloud!

According to this increase, if the sixteenth white cloud wants to condense, it needs at least sixty vermilion fruits!

That's 6,000 credits!

Fortunately, there is a Chuzhou Technical School, which is placed outside, Su Luo's little money is really not enough to toss, and it is difficult to find so many resources!

Su Luo frowned slightly, if it goes on like this, District 37 really has to go over, Zhao Xin said that there are a lot of elixirs in it, and he really wants to go and see what it is like when the time comes!

Wei He took out the ancient scroll on his body, and Ming Yan probed over and said, "What kind of bird text, can you understand it?" ”

"I understand it a little, it's a bit like the words of the Flame Clan."

Su Luo has a wide range of knowledge, and faintly recalls a kind of writing in his mind.

He was a little surprised in his heart, the Flame Clan, but there is another universe far away from the starry sky, and there is a strong clan over there, and all the related things cannot appear on the earth!

However, this question is indeed a little different from the text of the Lieyang clan, but I can roughly understand part of it.

"The emperor descended, and returned to Tianchi ......"

Su Luo muttered quietly, it was more like recording some kind of event, and it was not a secret technique such as exercises at all.

What is Wei He stealing this thing for?

However, Su Luo thinks that few people on the earth can understand this thing, maybe Wei He stole it as a rare treasure, thinking that it was a peerless miracle!

Ming Yanhu said suspiciously: "You can really understand, you won't fool me, right?" ”

Su Luo ignored him, put away the ancient scrolls, Zhao Xin said that it was very important, then he should be able to take it back and exchange it for some credits, and he didn't ask for much, give three or five thousand credits, and hand over the ancient scrolls.

If Ming Yan knew, he would definitely risk his life to rob it.

The mission period is one month, time flies, Luoshan is full of fog, and a large number of new students have a little more maturity on their faces, two less immature, and they are returning one after another.

But there are people who will never come back in their lives!

There is a task to arrest murderers, such as Wei He, if the strength is not enough, it is not difficult to understand that he will lose his life.

Martial arts is not a game, nor is it a child's play!

Death is always accompanied, even Su Luo will not be determined that he will not fall!

Life is sometimes fragile, and it is the sigh of ordinary people outside.

However, the warriors who are stronger than them sometimes have more fragile lives and higher mortality rates!

Except for those who are wasted, who have lost their martial arts heart, and are greedy for pleasure, few martial artists die of normal old age.

Warriors accompany battles, and death is always accompanied, it's really not child's play!

At the end of the mission, seven people died, and it was a team that encountered a strong man and was almost wiped out, and later it was the mentor who intervened and saved one survivor.

Thirty-two people are disabled, and two hundred and seventy-six are of varying injuries!

It was hard to imagine that in the future, how many of these people would come out alive and how many would come back intact.

Su Luo looked at the seven columbariums at the school gate, and said softly: "Ming Yan, why don't you drop out!" ”

"What's that?"

Ming Xuan exploded, with a sad and angry face, in fact, according to the relationship, Su Luo and Ming Xuan are really what, Ming Xuan is Su Luo's family.

With Su Luo's current dazzling performance, if he secretly helped Ming Yan drop out of school, maybe he could really do it.

Ming's little face is dark, and he will not drop out of school.

Su Luo couldn't help it, and sighed inexplicably just now, if Ming Yan wants to go down the martial arts road, then it's up to him!

Heroic man, why not be afraid of a battle, not afraid of war, not afraid of death, what you fight for is martial arts!

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