In this way, the united front of friendship established through the meal was gloriously reached.

One old and one young ran the ideological strategy of helping others and being happy, and wantonly helped many monks in prison to devour the soul of the peak, in the name of letting you live a few more days, but they wanted to go first.

The doctors looked at each other with strange expressions, staring intently at the old and the young.

But everyone still looked down on these two old and young people who had forgotten their old friends, and they didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience, and they were still there to discuss their thoughts after the meal, yes, their thoughts after the meal.

"I feel that today's peak soul is a little bitter, and it is less sweet than before!" the old man in the green shirt frowned and continued to pick his teeth with a toothpick.

"yes, I feel the same way, not as good as the previous days!" Du Ming responded, leaning against the wall in a more comfortable way.

Eventually, the crowd fell silent.

Can't be compared to these two freaks.

This guy is not here to go to prison and die, but to enjoy the cliff.

"Old man, how long have you been here?" Du Ming asked with a slightly lazy feeling after dinner.

"Not long!" the old man sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this kind of food that is so good for the soul in a few days." ”

Du Ming thought that the Bone Court would soon take a way to let them voluntarily sacrifice their soul energy, but he could only remain silent.

Now that the Silent Blood Sand has been initially cultivated, there is no chance at the moment, so he has to get out of this prison door.

He looked at the old man, and thought in his heart, if there was a chance, he would create some opportunities, if not, he could only try his best to escape, because even if he was not completely sure, how could he help the old man.

"What, boy, are you scared?" asked the old man in the green shirt with squinted eyes.

Du Ming knew what he was talking about, because he was afraid of the impending death.

Du Ming shook his head: "No, I'm just wondering if this peak soul scatter can still be eaten for a few days!"

The old man in the green shirt was stunned for a moment, and then his face appeared with a touch of joy, and he said: "Haha, very good, you have a very good appetite for me, I thought you would say something else, but I didn't expect it to be the same as what my old man thought." ”

Du Ming also smiled a little, and his starry eyes were bright.

"By the way, I'll give you something, I see that you have a good appetite with me!" said the old man suddenly, with one arm stretched behind his back, as if groping for something.

Du Ming was stunned, the old man in the green shirt had a strange temper, he was already a dying person, and he was still in the mood to give gifts, seeing the old man stretching his arm behind his back and groping, Du Ming felt some anticipation in his heart.

"Hey, where did you put it!" The old man suddenly said suspiciously, his arm still groping.

A large number of black lines emerged on Du Ming's head.

But then this speechlessness was dissolved with the old man's words.

"Found it!"

The old man's arm was stretched out, and there was a brush lying in his hand, which was white and unstained with dust, and there was nothing strange about it, just like an ordinary scholar's thing in the mortal study.

"Well, take it, it seems to be a doctor's pen, which you doctors need, and I got it by chance and gave it to you," the old man said.

"Doctor's pen?" Du Ming was puzzled, but he still took it, he turned it over, and there was nothing strange about it, and then he found a few small words on the barrel of the pen.

"Wasteland pen!" "What is the wasteland, the last few words are completely unreal.

Open up the pen!

Suddenly, Du Ming's heart was shocked, his brain roared, and he woke up, could this be a kind of pen that composed one of the wasteland pens.

It's a treasure!

This old man actually has this thing.

However, Du Ming really needed this thing, because in his ring, there was a doctor's pen.

Destiny Pen!

"Okay, I'll take it!" Du Ming spoke, his palm moved, and a burst of white light flashed, and the pen disappeared.

"Well, yes, don't be pretentious!" the old man in green shirt praised, Du Ming's behavior is more in line with his appetite, and he wants it, this is the real temperament.

After a few days of hard work, the soul energy in the sea of Du Mingzhi was not refined even a little, and he didn't know how many stages he could reach at this level.

Qingcheng is so small that not even a doctor can be seen, and only one Guhe is still from other places.

I heard that there is a special physician association in each field that is similar to the physician organization, and they will judge the overall rank of physicians based on their achievements in various aspects.

Physicians are not like monks, and every time they ascend to cultivation, they can be sure.

Because there are many things involved in doctors, such as elixirs, ancient prescriptions, and secret techniques, they are more complex and comprehensive, so there must be a special place for judgment.

On this day, Du Ming was cultivating with his eyes closed, but there was a low sound of footsteps outside the prison.

"It's coming!" Du Ming's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, a large number of black-clothed men gathered outside the cell door, holding a fluorescent rope in their hands.

One of the leading figures, with his white arm, pointed at Du Ming and the old man in green shirts: "You and you, come out, it's time for you to sacrifice." ”

The hearts of the people were silent, and the two of them were about to die, sacrificing soul energy, and this kind of predictable death made people fearful.

They had expected it to be these two people.

Because they eat a lot.

Yes, I ate a lot, replenished a lot, and improved my soul energy a lot, but by now, Feng Soul Scatter may not have the slightest effect on the two of them.

Du Ming patted the dust on his sleeve and stood up, without the slightest fear or tiredness.

He glanced at the old man, and the old man in the green shirt still looked indifferent, and took a toothpick where to pick his teeth.

"Sure enough!" Du Ming said secretly in his heart, he had already guessed that the old man looked like this, didn't it matter?

The two looked at each other, very calmly.

Then he walked out.

The man in black tied a reflective rope to the two men, closed the cell door and walked towards the so-called place of sacrifice.

Du Ming touched the old man as he walked, and the old man in the green shirt looked at him suspiciously.

Du Ming gestured with his eyes, glanced at the rope on the old man's body, and blinked slightly. Does it mean that the rope can be untied?

The old man was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Du Ming to ask this, but he nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Du Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was good to be able to let go.

Several people walked a few steps one after another, but then an exclamation made the man in black disrupt.

"What about people?" said the leading man in black in a hoarse voice.

The rope that originally bound Du Ming suddenly fell to the ground, and Du Ming disappeared out of thin air.

Extinguish the Blood Sands!

The body is like sand, the shadow is like the earth, and it can be hidden and blended in with the surrounding environment.

Boom Boom!

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