Chapter 240: Fifteen days of the goal

"Don't bother, you and I should be mutually beneficial. I'll help you cultivate, you follow my mantle, work hard, and point to you for the teacher to be famous all over the world! Ha ha. ”

Wu Xiangling smiled brightly.

When Hua Rou Wu heard this, he didn't dare to take it seriously, and coughed twice: "Master always makes fun of me." ”

Wu Xiangling raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not joking, you have surprising qualifications, those old men don't know the goods, and they happened to be bumped into by me, then you are my person, hehe." ”

After speaking, there was a fairy light in the sky, as if there was something to find her.

She pinched her fingers twice, her face was as usual, and she only said, "There are still some things outside that need to be dealt with." You have a good rest, don't work too hard in the past two days, there is something to let the immortal bird pass the message. ”

With a wave of his hand, a purple light flew out of the window in an instant.

At the same time, there was a "bang", and the purple light seemed to have hit something, but he didn't turn his head and left.

Flower Fat Mist walked to the window, looked down, and saw the immortal bird that had finally flown back, which was knocked on his back and lying miserably on the ground of the Eight Treasure Pagoda.

……

"Oh my way, the deity has never been abused like this, woo woo! It's all your fault, if you hadn't come, the witch bell would have hit the deity, would you not even react? ”

A certain bird is lying on the floor on all fours, in the shape of large characters, with an expression of wanting to cry without tears and having no love.

Flower Fat Mist held back a smile: "Maybe it is." ”

"Bah, the noble little body of the deity is about to fall apart! How can I say it, Wu Xiangling also has to hold the deity kissing and hugging high, comforting and comforting, isn't it? The immortal bird rubbed his ass and said.

It was dusk, and the sunset was slanting, shining in through the window, and silently falling on the soft collapse of the flower fat mist, and she stared at it, as if smiling.

Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, the immortal bird turned her head and looked unhappy: "Hey, yellow-haired girl, I didn't expect you to be a sick seedling." Like you, when will you be able to complete the ten-layer fire system? ”

After listening to it, the flower fat mist lying on the couch raised an arm, stored it in his fingers, and threw it into the belly of the Qingxuan Iron Furnace.

Whewβ€”β€”

A beautiful flame burst forth.

The immortal bird was really stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, his face was full of horror, and he reacted with excessive fright: "What's the matter, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, Ganghuo was refined so quickly?" Come on, come on, you spit a few more mouthfuls......"

"Go away." Flora Mist waved his hand, "This is the power of the breakthrough." ”

"Huh? Yuan Baby? It's just a third-order primordial baby, don't say it's a breakthrough, even if you're a fourth-order or fifth-order, it's nothing! ”

Hua Fat Mist propped his chin, holding the mutton fat white jade bottle left by Wu Xiangling in his hand, and said while looking at it: "Anyway, as soon as I break through, I feel that my spiritual power is more stable." ”

I broke the cork and sniffed it, it was the smell of conjuring water.

In the event of a human life, you can take the soul water in time, lock the soul in the body, and then after treatment, you can bring the dead back to life in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, the conjuring water is very precious, the secret recipe is passed on alone, and others can hardly know it, so generous? Grab a bottle?

Dip a drop of the flower fat mist and taste it with the tip of the tongue, the bitter and cool taste spreads from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue, and even the long-lasting bloody gas is suppressed.

"It's amazing." She blinked, looking at the bottle.

"Taste it, the deity wants to taste it too."

The immortal bird jumped over and circled around her, the mung bean eyes kept staring at the small bottle, the heart left by the owner must be a good thing, since it is a good thing, if you don't taste it, it's a big loss!