Ten days passed quietly.

Wan Qing didn't know how many herbs he had eaten, let alone where he was, but he didn't know where he was lying down.

After ten days of hard work, the cracks of Wan Qing's divine thoughts have also decreased by sixty percent, and the viscera is no longer soft, and has the original shape, which can drive the body to function normally, and the heart is the fastest to recover, after all, the existence of heart fire is of great help to the absorption of essence.

Wan Qing's recovery is on the right track, the weasel fell into a dormant state again, during this time, the consumption of the weasel is too great, if it weren't for Wan Qing's body can't function normally, otherwise the weasel would have fallen into a deep sleep.

"Xiaocao, thank you! It's just a D-level herb, even if it's a hundred, I'll get it for you!" Wan Qingpan sat down and whispered.

There are a lot of medicinal herbs around, and these are all collected by Dakui.

As for how Dakui collected it, it would be relied on stealing it from the Mo family, no, the lifetime silk they took, as long as it was within the scope of the lifetime silk, one person was involved at one end, and the two of them could find each other along the lifetime silk.

At first, Wan Qing didn't hold out this hope, after all, the tweets were lost, Wan Qing didn't want anyone to go missing, but the green weasel couldn't hold on, and Wan Qing only had a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but he didn't expect it to be really successful.

Seeing that the ten fingers were full of silk, Wan Qing smiled slightly, and was a little moved in his heart.

A large number of herbs were swallowed by Wan Qing, the digestive exercises were running, the stomach and intestines turned on a violent mode, and they were frantically absorbed, and the impurities were directly eliminated from Wan Qing's pores.

After an hour, the ten people returned one after another, and as soon as the space bag was poured, piles of medicinal herbs appeared, at least of which were B-grade medium-grade, and as for those with relatively low grades, they were left for Erdan to practice.

Now, except for Mu Lei, who has never been out of the Aoki space, it belongs to Erdan, this kid is now crazy, and he is fully committed to the study of ghost drawing talismans, and now Erdan doesn't need the guidance of the abyss, and he can fully understand it by himself.

And Erdan's alchemy talent was perfectly displayed, and in just three days, he broke through to become a second-grade alchemist. The herbs that everyone collected everywhere during this time turned into pills in the hands of Er Dan, and the success rate was almost 100%.

For a natural alchemist like Erdan, Wan Qing can only say 'convinced', in the face of this kind of person who almost has an eighty percent success rate of Shoudan, how can Wan Qing not be convinced.

Wan Qing thinks that he is already awesome in alchemy, with a success rate of more than ninety percent, but the success rate of Shoudan is not high, and it can be compared to forty percent.

Shoudan has a forty percent success rate, which is already awesome for other alchemists, but in front of Erdan, it is scum.

However, the only drawback is that Er Dan can't refine the best pill, and Wan Qing doesn't dare to casually pass the green ferret's jade fire lotus seal to Er Dan, after all, this is the green ferret's thing.

Just when Wan Qing was refining the complete medicinal herb, there was an abnormality on Ah Qi's side, and the silk of his life actually trembled very much.

Wan Qing's other nine fingers flicked, and the other nine people immediately put down what they were doing and ran back.

This Sansheng Mountain can't use the transmission note, Wan Qing has already discussed it with a few people, once he pulls the silk of his life, no matter how high-grade the herbs he encounters, he must quickly retreat.

"Ah Qi's position, let's go!"

Wan Qing waved his right hand and led the nine people towards Ah Qi's position.

"Outsider, why do you have the breath of my princess?"

A man in golden armor clamped Ah Qi's neck with one hand, and his falcon-like eyes exuded a chilling murderous aura, as long as Ah Qi's words did not satisfy the man, his right hand would directly pinch Ah Qi's neck.

"I... I... Phuket Island..."Ah Qi hurriedly responded, seeing the man's eyes, Ah Qi continued with all his strength: "Don't, you have to give me a hint!"

Seeing Ah Qi in a panic with doubts, the man thought in his heart, the princess of his clan has been missing for a hundred years, and it is normal for the person in front of him not to know the identity of the princess, but this person has the unique taste of the princess, and it is still very fresh.

"The princess is near here!" the man's eyes lit up, and his face was full of joy.

"Come on, what women have you around you lately?" The man's right hand was slightly used, and a chill appeared in his falcon-like eyes, enveloping Ah Qi.

"Ahem, ahem, I... There are only men around me, and we have accidentally stepped into this place to find a way out, and there are no women at all!"

Ah Qi coughed violently, his face flushed, like a boiled crab.

"Still not telling the truth?"

Bang!

The man's left index finger flicked on Siton's abdomen, silently.

Ah Qi only felt that all over his body, every place was hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was incomparable.

"Boss, don't come!" Ah Qi slowly closed his eyes and said secretly in his heart.

"Ah Qi!" Wan Qing exclaimed, and the pale yellow flames of his fists suddenly jumped out of a height of more than four zhang, and the surrounding white mist was dispersed, vacating the space of thirty zhang.

"Oh, presumably, you're more useful than this guy!" The corner of the man's mouth showed a slight smile, shook off Ah Qi in his hand, and looked backwards, and the next moment, a white shadow flashed, and disappeared into the white mist with the four tons.

"You're numb!" Wan Qing's whole body was about to crack, Ah Qi was taken away by the other party under his nose, and taking away Ah Qi's life, Wan Qing didn't even see his appearance, only knew that it was a white shadow.

"The smell on your body is stronger than the person just now, you should know where the princess is!" The man's sharp eyes looked at Wan Qing, and his face was suddenly shocked,

"Such a mortal injury can be recovered, this is too rebellious!" The man who saw through Wan Qing couldn't believe how the person in front of him survived, and his body had recovered two percent of his injuries overall.

"The bones are all cut one by one, and you can still have this kind of courage to stand in front of yourself!" The man couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration, and at the same time became more and more curious.

"Do you know where the princess of my Wood Spirit Clan is?" the man's words became calm, but with an irresistible momentum.

"Does this have anything to do with me, master?"

Wan Qing shouted violently, his fists moved, and the sparks sparked out, and one by one fist prints appeared, blasting out a sea of flames.

"Yes, this trick can still be eye-catching, but the level is too low!"

The man nodded slightly, quite agreeing with Wan Qing's strength.

"But with this ability, you just want to save people from my Jin Ling General?" The man snorted coldly, and directly self-proclaimed cultivation, directly suppressing himself to the level of the sixth order of the second rank.

Originally, the man wanted to press down further and have a battle with Wan Qing at the same level, but there was no way, the man's level was too high, and this second-level sixth-order was already a limit.

"Just let you taste what it's like to be crushed!" The man flicked his right hand, and a golden spear of grade B appeared in his hand, and the tip of the spear was cold and cold, as if shouting to the man.

"This gun was my Mu Xin's personal weapon when I was young, and today I will use your blood to soothe it and make up for my neglect of it for many years!"

The man said again, and the golden gun in his hand suddenly glowed with golden light, which was a little dazzling.

Looking at the golden light emitted by the golden gun, the man showed the warmth that only his lover had, and gently stroked the golden gun with both hands, comforting, and the light of the golden gun dimmed faintly.

"Mu Sanjin, this is a highlight of the attribute of gold all over the body, even the name!" Wan Qing muttered in his heart, his fists were still moving rapidly, faster and faster, and the sea of Yan in front of him became more and more condensed.

"Stop!"

"Sparks!"

The two of them drank at the same time and ran towards each other.

Mu Xin's move is the most basic move of marksmanship, and it is also a move that people who practice guns must be proficient in.

As Mu Xin, who has been immersed in marksmanship for many years, marksmanship is even more quintessence, as soon as the golden gun comes out, it is like a dragon born, with an incomparable sharp spirit.

Wan Qing is not a paper paste, although the injuries on his body are serious, but with a sense of anger, the momentum of his fists is like a tiger out of the mountain, and he is also domineering.

Bell bang!

Although it is just the same kind of weapon, the impact sound is different, and each impact is very pleasant, and each tone and timbre have a lot of changes, which is very expressional.

After just a dozen breaths, the two of them distanced themselves and stared at each other, their faces with a hint of solemnity.

"This little cub, his body is so seriously injured, he is still like no one!" Mu Xin said secretly in his heart, admiring Wan Qing even more, if it weren't for the smell of the princess on Wan Qing's body, the two of them would still be friends for the year.

"This person's sharpness is really too heavy, even if he relies on his cultivation to suppress it to the sixth order of the second level, it is still very scary, and he can only fight quickly!"

Wan Qing also thought quickly in his heart, this kind of way of paralyzing the body to eliminate the pain is only a matter of time, and the opponent must be solved as soon as possible.

"Eat my last resort!"

Wan Qing shouted violently, and the third stage of momentum appeared, wrapped in his fists, and two lion heads appeared, majestic.

"Awesome!"

Looking at the lion head of Wan Qing's fists, Mu Xin admired loudly, the younger generation of the Mu Ling clan, it seems that no one has been able to achieve this step of momentum and condense the real thing.

"I'm here to see how strong this move can be!" Mu Xin was also full of this fighting spirit.

"Take!" One of the most basic basic moves of marksmanship, like a galloping dragon, overlooking the world.

"Rhubarb spitting beads!"

Wan Qing shouted loudly and ran straight towards Mu Xin.

"What!" Mu Xin couldn't believe his eyes, the other party actually let his golden gun penetrate his shoulder blades.

Rumble!

"Armor Piercing Fist!" Wan Qing coldly spat out three words.

"How is it possible!" Mu Xin suddenly felt a burning heat in his abdomen, followed by a strong force that penetrated into his body, ignoring the defense of his armor, and directly bombarded the viscera.