Feng Zhuyue smiled slightly, took the bottle, looked at it carefully in his hand, looked at the little old man's painful and distorted face, and smiled: "You cherish your useless pills so much, will you cherish the figs?" Distressed, right? If you feel distressed, you will feel distressed, what is generous, you take another bottle out, I don't want more, you also have credit, we are half of us. ”

Feng Zhuyue retracted the sentence she said before that she only needed one, she originally thought that there were two or three at most, but she knew that there were twelve.

Besides, this little old man is stingy, the elixir on his body can be eaten as candy, and he is reluctant to eat it, this fig is such a precious thing, it is also a waste to leave it with him.

Violent destruction of heavenly things is an act of heavenly punishment.

The little old man listened to Feng Zhuyue's words, and without saying a word, he took out another black bottle from the jade pendant on his chest, snatched the fig in Feng Zhuyue's hand, carefully counted half of the black bottles that were poured into his own, and then happily returned the remaining six to Feng Zhuyue.

Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes helplessly, this little old man won't hide it?

Pouting helplessly, Feng Zhuyue put away the black bottle.

Feng Zhuyue looked at the clean sky in the sky, and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened.

"Cang, I'm coming back."

"You're leaving?" The little old man was still immersed in the joy of figs, and suddenly heard Feng Zhuyue's words that he was leaving, and his face immediately became excited.

Feng Zhuyue glanced at him and pouted: "I'm leaving, don't think I'll stay here with you, it's impossible." ”

"Okay, I won't stop you, but you don't have the ability to pass the miasma on this, you wait for me."

Feng Zhuyue looked at the little old man curiously, and the little old man began to take care of the only time in his life for so long.

He collected all the overwhelming medicinal materials here into his jade pendant, and Feng Zhuyue found out that it had always thought that the other side had been piled up into a mountain of dry firewood, but it turned out to be discarded medicinal residue!

How many pills has this little old man refined here?

The little old man burned the dregs directly, and after sorting out the other things, he said to Feng Zhuyue: "Go, little girl, I'll send you out." ”

The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched: "Crazy old man, you're not mistaken, right?" You're going to send me out? ”

The little old man shrugged: "I'm tired of staying here, I'm going to go out for a walk too." For example, go out and find someone to try my medicine. ”

Feng Zhuyue felt that this little old man finally wanted to open it, and the miasma on it, she really didn't have the ability to cross over and fall without dying, that was her fate.

The most important thing is that she met the little old man, otherwise, she would definitely die.

Feng Zhuyue didn't refuse, the little old man gave her a pill and asked her to eat it, saying that it could resist the miasma.

The little old man's pill Feng Zhuyue believed, and besides, his pill was so good, he was reluctant to give it to others, if she didn't eat it, it wasn't for nothing, if she hesitated, maybe he would immediately go back and don't care whether she lived or died.

But it's a little troublesome to go up now, no matter how good her light skills are, she doesn't look at the possibility of flying over this abyss to reach the top of the mountain.

When he was thinking about it, a flying carpet had already fallen in front of Feng Zhuyue's eyes, and the little old man was standing on it.

"Little girl, come up."

PS: Update three chapters first, have something to do in the afternoon, and come back in the evening to continue the update. I recommend to you a new book of my friend Silver Rice Ball "10,000 Days of Indulgence in the Last Days: The Corpse King's Strong Favorite Wife"