Back at home, Su Han held the "Totem Sutra" in his hand, but he couldn't see anything in detail, the immortal bird is still an immortal bird, no matter how you look at it, there is no feeling that it is about to come out, or it is as mysterious as Manhua looks, containing a great thousand shijie.

"Could it be that blood qi can be activated?" Su Han didn't say a word, took out the utility knife from his pocket, and slashed it on his fingers, the blood dripped drop by drop, dripping on the cotton cloth of the Totem Sutra, without the slightest effect, the blood scabbed over the cotton cloth, and nothing strange happened.

"Wow, it's useless." Su Han hurriedly removed his fingers, so as not to be ruined by blood.

Anyway, I can't figure it out, I just don't want to, Su Han rolled up the "Totem Sutra" and carefully put it in the inner pocket of his chest, the value of this kind of thing is only understood by himself, a spiritual imprint of a master in the incarnation period, even if it is placed in the cultivation realm, it is something that has been robbed.

Once the news leaks out, it may be that for a while, everyone in the cultivation realm will have red eyes, and they will want to kill the person with the treasure as soon as possible.

With this kind of treasure, Su Han's heart was even more urgent, if he didn't make a big breakthrough in a short period of time, he might really be in danger.

I couldn't sleep, so Su Han decided to refine the medicine.

It's late at night, it's quiet everywhere, and even the dogs in the village don't shout anymore.

He set up a medicine tripod in the courtyard, filled a pile of firewood under the medicine tripod, and after lighting it, he began to add half a tripod of water.

Water is the mother of all things, there must be this raw material in the refining of medicinal materials, and when the water is boiling and the smoke is misty, Su Han began to add medicinal materials, and today the ten medicinal materials of the Blood Evil Pill that Master Tang asked for were all put in.

Holding a small short stick in his hand and stirring constantly, after the medicinal herbs are integrated into the hot soup, they become viscous, and they look particularly ugly, like melted asphalt.

Su Han pinched his nose and kept stirring.

Manhua in the courtyard room was sleeping hazy, and his nose subconsciously smelled a foul smell, and he couldn't help scolding: "Who! Three watches pooping in front of our house in the middle of the night? Beware of the old lady cutting your little cock. ”

It turned out that she thought it was the ignorant child who was lying under her window and.

Su Han also heard the voice, and couldn't help but laugh, and the movements in his hands were even faster.

The smoke changed from pure white to dark, yellow, brown, and purple at the beginning, and then to pure black at Zuihou.

This is the color of the impurities in the evil qi, and the smoke is leaving with these impurities, and then the essence of the evil qi is retained, and it is fused together with the medicinal soup to become the blood evil pill.

After the pure black dissipated, there was still smoke, but the smoke had become a transparent color, and if it wasn't for watching the air above the tripod twist out a strange angle, it really wouldn't be noticeable.

The smell is no longer so smelly, but a strange smell.

Manhua in the room was still scolding, but he was hungry and seduced by the aroma: "Wow! Who's going to make the food? So fragrant? It can't be a man who gets up at night to make food, right? It's too unrighteous and eats alone. ”

She slowly got up from the bed, pinched a small bowl, and opened the door, she was determined to find something delicious, otherwise the feeling of her stomach rumbling was really uncomfortable, and when she groped out of the door, she saw Su Han alone in front of a small pot boiling something.

"Wow! Man, you really don't mean enough, stew such a fragrant thing at night, and don't say find someone to share it, why are you so stingy? Manhua hid a small bowl behind his back with one hand, and rushed over with his other arm.

"Don't, don't." Su Han hurriedly stopped Manhua: "I'm boiling medicine, not porridge, you go to sleep quickly." He was a little speechless, expecting that everyone was asleep, but he forgot about Manhua, the little gluttonous cat.

"No, you must be a good thing." Manhua lowered his head and looked into the ding, almost dripping into it.

The liquid in the ding, bursts of silk white color, mixed with a bit of rose, looks like a big appetite, and exudes a strange fragrance, more than 100 times more fragrant than the previous taste of roast chicken and goose.

"Hey! Vine, this is really medicine, don't move blindly, if it is boiled, I will find you trouble. ”

Bah! Manhua secretly took a sip in her heart, it was clearly a pot of good soup, and she didn't let me drink it, I wanted to drink it, she raised her little head and looked behind Su Han: "Wow! Man, that wolf dog seems to want to drink your soup. ”

"Where?" Su Han looked back and found that it was empty, and then turned his head, only to find that Manhua was holding a small bowl in his hand, biting the string of the bowl in his mouth, tilting his neck and pouring it anxiously, praising while drinking: "Wow!" Good stuff, the first time I've drunk something so delicious. ”

"Grandma, you're crazy." Su Han put down the stick and ran over, this is really not porridge.

Manhua saw Su Han running over, and she also ran, running around Ding, drinking as she ran.

When he was caught by Su Han, Manhua held the bowl upside down and said angrily: "What do you see? It's already finished, don't look at it. ”

"You!" Su Han's mouth grew into an O-shape, his eyebrows twisted into a piece, and at the same time, he looked at Manhua and swallowed his saliva: "Dry?" ”

"It's done! One sip is stuffy, I can drink a lot of wine, let alone a bowl...... What about a bowl of porridge? Manhua suddenly threw the bowl in his hand to the ground, and the small bowl of high imitation blue and white porcelain fell on the loess and fell apart.

Manhua hurriedly ran into the room: "It's so hot, it's so hot." ”

Su Han looked funny, but he didn't care, he picked up the wooden stick and continued to stir the medicinal soup: "If you don't drink it, you have to drink it, you will die of a snack." ”

Anyway, there aren't too many useful ingredients in these potions, and even if you drink it, it is estimated that it will be strong for a while.

It's better to keep going.

"Su Han! Su Han, what did you drink for your mother? It's so hot. ”

"Hot? Kill you with heat, who told you to touch my medicinal herbs? Su Han was complacent, whistling, and working comfortably.

Manhua's voice shouted louder and louder, and Su Han's heart was confused.

Don't be distracted when boiling medicinal materials, you must stir according to the rhythm, not too slow, not too fast, being shouted like this, where do you still have the heart to stir well?

"It's really troublesome, let's see if you dare to taste my medicinal herbs in the future!" Su Han said with his mouth up, but his feet walked towards Manhua's room, and he still decided to use his energy to dredge Manhua's excess medicinal power.

Otherwise, don't even think about refining the Blood Demon Pill all night.

As soon as he walked into the door, Su Han felt a cold air rushing towards his face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that it's really too hot to stand." "At night, the temperature was moderate, neither hot nor cold, and Manhua turned on the air conditioner to the lowest setting.

"Hot! The heat died. ”

"Don't shout, I'll help you get rid of the heat." Su Han closed the door and walked to Manhua, who was lying under the air conditioner and kept blowing cold wind.

Manhua is hot inside, and cold outside definitely can't solve the problem, the cold wind blows on the body, and the skin is cool, but the inside of the body is like a small fireball, pouting back and forth.

"Turn around, I'll heal you." Su Han hooked his fingers, and a needle had already appeared in his hand.

Fortunately, this thing can be used as a blade, and it can also make people know that they are tattooed people, and they can even be used as weapons, a real good thing to kill three birds with one stone.

As soon as Manhua turned around, his consciousness was already a little blurred, and he suddenly took off his pajamas: "It's hot, it's hot." ”

Burst! Su Han almost had a nosebleed, Manhua's figure was really too good to be better, his arms were slender and slender, his skin was firm, and two huge little white rabbits were constantly swaying on his chest, if it weren't for the black lace cups tightly restrained, the little white rabbit would have already broken free.

A pair of beautiful legs were slender and straight, and they suddenly appeared in front of Su Han, which stimulated the lust in his lower abdomen very much, and he burned upwards and his whole body was hot, and the lace black lace panties loomed, and it seemed that he could see the juiced black forest at any time.

"Oh my God." Before Su Han could react, Manhua had already pounced.

His hands hugged Su Han's emaciated back, and his feet wrapped around Su Han's legs like a long and dexterous water snake.

The full chest rubbed in front of Su Han.

"It's a good thing from heaven." Su Han even shook this thought in his heart, and his hands also responded, clamping Manhua.

"Hold me tight, hold me tight, I'm hot." For Manhua, who was hot all over, Su Han was tantamount to a large natural ice cube, and he felt even more cold when he hugged it.

The pair of big things on the chest completely changed shape under the tight embrace of Su Han and Manhua, perhaps because he felt that this would be restrained, Manhua let go of his hands, hooked his long forearms to his back, and removed the iron hook on his corset.

Smack!

The two back straps of the corset were scattered, and the shoulder straps hung casually on the shoulders, which looked a little more charming.

Perhaps trying to maximize the heat in her body, Manhua kept shaking her body to make sure that every place could be cooled.

In Su Han's eyes, he was very charming, he knew that those audience weishenme liked to watch pole dancing.

They imagined themselves to be steel pipes.

Su Han faced Manhua's writhing, and really wanted to give up the feeling of struggling, and wanted to use the hardest body parts in some special moments, push into Manhua's body, and enjoy a fusion of ice and fire, and the touching of ice and fire.

Holding Manhua in his arms, a soft and boneless model, Su Han's nostrils are always filled with pure fragrance, hooking this inner trick, especially the other party's long and smooth calves, when hooking himself, even through the thick pants, he can feel that trace of delicacy.

"Totem Sutra, no wonder you want to absorb the manhua into it, even I can't hold it." Su Han shouted wildly in his heart.