Chapter 8 I can't go any further

The cold light flashed, and the Thunder Beast let out a faint roar and fell heavily to the ground, quickly covering itself in a thick layer of ice.

Hua Bing shook a little, held on to his breath, stabilized his body, and moved forward step by step, his right leg was dripping with blood, almost revealing the white bones, and the broken muscles and flesh dragged on the ground with his movements, leaving rows of sticky blood. ”

With a bang, the scattered stones were swept down with a strong force, and Hua Bing, who was full of embarrassment, finally crossed the snow ridge and climbed to the top of Jiufeng Mountain, exuding a soft halo of Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass swaying with the wind, sending a faint fragrance, Hua Bing suddenly lifted his spirits, used his last strength, and struggled to climb closer, slowly holding the emerald rhizome of the fairy grass. ”

"Hehehe...... , Hua Bing let out a low, dry and hoarse laugh, his stiff five fingers were tightly closed, he finally stole the Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass, as long as he ate it, the destroyed meridians could be completely repaired. ”

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Lin Zhihui knocked down the last word, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he was quite complacent in his heart, although according to the requirements of the medicine refining boy, let the protagonist Hua Bing become a waste, but this is a fantasy text where everything is possible, and only need to arrange a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum grass to easily solve this problem.

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Lingxian Island.

Pharmacy.

Dressed in a red robe and a silver-haired shawl, the Antarctic Zhenjun stood on the ridge, looking at the medicine field in front of him, which was ruined and ruined, his handsome face was cloudy, and his right hand was holding the dragon's head cane vigorously, and the green tendons were faintly visible.

White and tender, like the medicine boy Linglu and Linghe, who are like dolls in the mortal world, lying at the door of the medicine garden with their shoulders bent, looking at the Zhenjun who was about to explode surrounded by clouds around him, worried.

"These guys are really getting too much, and they come to steal medicine every once in a while. Linglu puffed out his cheeks and shouted for his master.

"It's just stealing, our true monarch is soft-hearted, and he knows that it is to save his life, and he never cares. Linghe clenched his little fist and was indignant: "The most hateful thing is that they don't count after stealing, but they also want to destroy, these elixirs are all cultivated by the real group, we water and fertilize every day, how much effort has been spent, and it is all wasted." ”

The more Linghe spoke, the more angry he became, his voice couldn't help but raise a few points, Linglu frowned, waved his hand at him again and again, and lowered his voice and said, "Be quiet, don't let Zhenjun hear it." ”

The corners of the mouth of the Antarctic True Monarch, who had his back to the two of them, twitched, and he didn't lose his mana, how could he not hear the broken thoughts of the two little guys, since he let go of the white snake spirit who came to steal the fairy grass, the reputation of soft-hearted people spread in the fairy world, so that no matter what cat or dog, as soon as there is a need, they will come to Lingxian Island to steal medicine, and if they can't find something to use, they will wreak havoc, it is really hateful.

It's just that for the sake of face, he can only swallow his anger, and he can't do anything to these guys, even if he sues the heavenly court, because the incident back then set a precedent, and no one will care about this gossip.

When he was full of resentment and was about to burst him, Antarctic Zhenjun's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he stretched out his palm with a calm face, and a half-foot square water mirror slowly condensed in mid-air.

"It's Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass again, it's because of you nonsense guys that you will get more and more brains to steal my immortal medicine. Antarctic Zhenjun's white face turned red, the aura around his body was chaotic, his slender fingers poked the water mirror hard, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This gentleman wants to teach you well, immortal medicine is not a grass, you can't eat it indiscriminately, especially you can't steal it, you will die a miserable death if you eat it, especially miserable." ”

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Lin Zhihui uploaded the new chapter as usual, and sure enough, the comment appeared immediately, the reader ID is Antarctic Zhenjun, it sounds lofty, this time he calmly opened the comment, but there was still a little expectation in his heart, the elixir or something, naturally the more the merrier.

is still a knowledgeable person throughout the article, and it is extremely easy for people to have the wrong perception of "I am illiterate". Lin Zhihui directly pulled the page to the bottom.

"Steal secretly, when you are in trouble, do you just want to get the stealing fairy grass? are all fools who have no common sense, do you know that the herbs can't be eaten indiscriminately, especially the fairy grass that gathers the aura of heaven and earth, Lao Jun only dares to refine the pill and then give it to the immortals, and a mortal still dares to swallow it alive, delusionally trying to repair the damaged meridians, that will only make you die more completely. To change it for Benjun, there is only one way to die by stealing fairy grass, and he will die a very miserable death, explode and die, there is no corpse to die, and he is so dead that there is not even a scum left!!"

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Lin Zhihui slid a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, looking at the last three exclamation marks with an expressionless face, and through the computer screen, he seemed to be able to feel the resentment on his face.

He couldn't go on.

Lin Zhihui dropped the mouse, why was it so unsmooth, he just wanted to make money by coding words, how did he provoke these immortals, all of them were like mothers, when the protagonist was about to be cool, he jumped out and pointed fingers, picking bones in the eggs, how could he write down!

This is a brainless cool article, that is, the protagonist's halo is blind, and it is necessary to open up without saying a word, otherwise how can it attract readers, so far, his protagonist has not encountered a pleasant thing, he himself is about to vomit blood, not to mention the readers who read it, if anyone still reads this article, for this, Lin Zhihui is almost desperate.

The rich are the uncles, as long as the gods give rewards, I will serve them.

Lin Zhihui hypnotized himself for a long time, took a deep breath, and silently turned off the computer. He needs to be quiet, quiet, or he's afraid that he's going to do something incredible, and if he goes crazy, he's scared.

After sitting for a long time, Lin Zhihui decided to go out to breathe, and went downstairs with his wallet and mobile phone, the time was still early, he ate a bowl of noodle soup at a roadside stall, and after calming down, he thought that Li Ping had not returned overnight, and he didn't know where he had gone.

Eating another basket of steamed buns, Lin Zhihui wiped his mouth, paid the money and got up and went to the bank, he is also a person with savings now, he plans to go to the bank to withdraw money first, get a new mobile phone, and then change a notebook, if there is still money left, he and Li Ping will find a place to have a big meal and fight tooth sacrifices.

After coming out of the bank, Lin Zhihui had an extra 5,000 yuan on him, and now he already believes the sentence on the manual, "The reward is sent in kind". Do the math, he received a total of red thread and a drop of quenching fluid. The red thread is missing, and the quenching fluid has been used up. And the 5,000 yuan in his hand was rewarded by the reader whose ID is a four-leaf clover, that is to say, only she is an ordinary person, and she is her real reader, thinking of the inexplicable love letter, Lin Zhihui couldn't help but tremble, although it doesn't seem normal, but it's always better than nothing.

Turning the corner, Lin Zhihui saw a communication business hall across the road, and planned to buy a mobile phone first, he remembered that not far in front of him was the luxury network club where he landed yesterday, and when he raised his eyes, he was suddenly stunned.