A deserted park on the outskirts of the city.

Off the beaten track and extremely quiet.

In the scorching summer, the park is full of dead branches and leaves, coarse gravel, and even the temperature is obviously much lower than the outside world, and the cold wind gusts, if it is not for the clear blue sky you see when you look up, you would think that you have come to a different world in different seasons.

A dilapidated wooden plaque hung over a tall tree stump, with a broken horn, swaying in the wind.

The gravel-covered path was full of withered plants, and as far as the eye could see, it was desolate, lifeless, and lifeless.

Bailing doesn't know much about this nameless park, after all, there are too many parks. But if it is abandoned to such an extent, but no one has to deal with it, it is estimated that this is the only one.

Beyond a dry pond, a crow landed on the embankment, with blood-red eyes, staring at her for a moment.

Bailing went straight across the embankment, and in front of him was a cluster of wetlands, surrounded by yellowing reeds.

"Wow-wow-"

Suddenly, several crows sounded behind him.

Then a gloomy voice sounded—

"Master, do you think you are stupid, or are you too confident in yourself to dare to come to me alone."

Turning his head, Pisha, dressed in black, appeared behind him at some point, bent one leg, sitting on a thick stump a few steps away, quite a bit of hanging.

Next to him, several crows paced back and forth, occasionally making low chirps.

Bai Ling approached him with a complacent expression and asked, "This is another hiding place for you?" ”

"It's too ugly to say that there is a hiding place." Pisa looked at her grimly, "Here, but my casino." He stretched out his hand, and the crow on the ground flew away with a terrible cry.

Bai Ling was noncommittal, and raised her hand to throw him something.

Pisha grabbed it, her long narrow eyes narrowed, "This is your sneak attack skill?" ”

Bai Ling said, "Being injured by his divine power, even immortal grass can't heal your wounds. ”

"If he has murderous intent, you will die a miserable death." Her gaze fell on his other hanging hand, paused, and said to herself, "Trust me, I've seen it." ”

Pisa laughed sarcastically, "Sounds like you know what he is." ”

"How do you know I don't?" Bai Ling asked rhetorically, did not dwell on this topic, and continued, "What you are holding in your hand is the pill I made, which is mixed with the divine grass that Kunlun blooms once every ten thousand years, just eat it directly." ”

After saying that, he crossed him and prepared to return to the teleportation array to leave.

"You did it?" Behind him, Pisha's voice of distrust sounded.

She turned her head to meet Pisha's mocking gaze, "You're trying to poison me." ”

Bailing was too lazy to argue with him, "It's up to you whether you eat or not." ”

Then turn around and leave.

"It smells of blood."

Pisha's voice rang out again.

She paused and said, "Yes, there is Lady Ming's blood in it." You should remember her, the poor one you used as a vessel. She once ate Kunlun's Divine Pill, and I used her blood to save you once, hoping that you will not attack innocent people again in the future. ”

"I'm not in the mood to attack a mortal."

Pisa snorted coldly again, and then said half-threateningly, half-threateningly, "You better worry about yourself." ”

Bai Ling paused and walked away.

This time, Pisa didn't stop her, nor did she stop her.

He looked down at the small porcelain vase in his hand, sniffed it closely, and a complicated sneer flashed on his face, "Master, Master, you still like to deceive people so much. ”

Then he looked at the porcelain vase full of black powder and muttered, "If the pill has reached this level, it will basically say goodbye to the alchemy world." ”

Saying this, he gritted his teeth and threw the powder in the porcelain bottle up.

Then I couldn't hold back the feeling of choking, and with a "sneez", a lot of powder sprayed out of my nose.

“……”

His face darkened and he threw the vase into the parched pond.

The discomfort in the body like frost and depression disappeared a lot in an instant.

After a while, he jumped off the stump, walked to the edge of the pool, looked at the little porcelain vase that had rolled low into the gravel, and walked slowly over again, picked it up in silence, and wiped the dust with his cuff.