Hei Liusi was aggrieved, "But Su Yuniang and the two of them are now subject to the prince, if the prince forces them to exchange, they have no way to resist the ......"

Before Hei Liusi finished speaking, She Changsheng opened his mouth with an admiring expression.

He said with great admiration, "Liwang is of high character and the most upright person, how can he take something of unequal value to force others to exchange?" A person like him would never do such a coercive thing at all! ”

Glancing down at Hei Liusi, She Changsheng said, "If it weren't for his good character, you snake king, I would volunteer to follow him as a little follower?" No matter how attractive the True Dragon True Blood is, if he misbehaves, I won't follow him! ”

The Black Snake sisters thought so, their snake king was a grumpy person who couldn't rub sand in his eyes.

If Murong Li knew that She Changsheng was once again "impressed" by his noble character behind his back, he would definitely be ashamed to think-

You're thinking too much.

Why don't I go with them?

Because it's not necessary, anyway, I don't need to take out the true blood now, and after a few decades, I will become a dragon, and I will have a lifespan of tens of millions of years, what is the loss of a few drops of true blood for them?

Half an hour later, Murong Li stood outside Murong Zhen's courtyard.

Su Yuniang's body was still there, and no one moved.

There was a fierce battle last night, and no one in the Qing Mansion dared to show their heads and run out to see the excitement, but today it was dawn, and the people from the Qing Mansion had not come out to sweep the courtyard, which was also strange.

Suddenly discovering a faint ghost aura not far away, Murong Li looked back and saw that it was the old man Qing's family of three who were there to block the slave from approaching by hitting the wall with ghosts, and he suddenly realized.

No wonder it's so quiet here.

He greeted the old man Qing from afar, and the old man Qing guarded him from letting people in, so he sat cross-legged in front of Su Yuniang's fox corpse and popped out a spark.

The spark burst down on the cold corpse, instantly igniting a three-foot-high flame.

Su Yuniang watched her bones slowly burn in Mars, endured the scorching pain of her soul when the body was destroyed, and said calmly, "Since my bones have been destroyed, there is no need to deliberately retrieve my skin and bury it with it." ”

After a pause, she said to Murong Li, "If you find my fox skin, then the fox skin will be given to you." ”

Murong Li nodded, "Okay." ”

He thought that Su Yuniang was a white fox, and that white fur should be very good-looking.

Since she didn't want it, it would be nice for him to make a fox fur for Seventeen.

Seventeen will definitely love it.

It took a quarter of an hour for the raging flames to completely burn the huge fox corpse, leaving only the ashes in the ground.

Murong Li looked at it, and the gray-white ashes were mixed with a hint of gorgeous red, which should be the true blood of the nine-tailed fox.

With a movement of his fingertips, the thread flew up from the ashes, and soon suspended a foot above the ground.

He pinched it and gathered it together.

The strands of red thread began to converge as if they had an autonomous consciousness, fused with each other, and finally turned into two drops of blood.

These two drops of blood are different from ordinary human blood, it is bright red with a faint gold, viscous as chalcedony, and you can know at a glance that it is the best of the best.

He stretched out his hand, and two drops of blood fell from mid-air into his palm.

He wrapped these two drops of blood with his true qi, closed his palms, nodded and said hello to Old Man Qing from afar, and then returned to his courtyard with his brother and sister.