As one of the few powerful forces, the Feng family, the Hua family, the Ye family, and the Jun family once jointly defeated the Blood Soul Sect once, but since that time, the Blood Soul Sect has disappeared in the Eastern Regions, hiding its body.

And the so-called alchemy in Feng Huayuan's mouth sounds like it will make people's scalp tingle, because the raw material of alchemy is a young child.

This is the Blood Soul Sect's main means of controlling the Blood Soul Master. Once a living person takes the Blood Soul Pill, they will turn into a corpse, and their soul will be cultivated by the Soul Sect, turned into an evil spirit, and fostered in the Soul Eater Banner to be used as a powerful combat resource.

Because its methods are too cruel and simply exterminate human nature, it is difficult for anyone who is infected with the Blood Soul Sect to end up well.

"I hope this little guy is okay!" Feng Huayuan said to himself.

"What are the opinions of a few brothers?" Feng Huayuan turned around, looked at the few people behind him, and spoke.

"Brother Huayuan, my Jun family will send the Iron Armor Praetorian Guard to help find the Flying Rain Friend!" Jun Yunyun said, and was about to leave.

"Yunyun, don't worry, let me think about it!" Feng Huayuan raised his hand and said.

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"Morning dew, morning dew, fresh morning dew, no money if it's not fresh!" a hawker was selling the little morning dew he had left.

"Boss, don't you really want money if it's not fresh?" asked a small child, standing in front of the peddler's eyes.

"Guaranteed freshness, if it's not fresh, I'll pay you!" the vendor laughed, took out a bottle of morning dew water, and handed it to the young man.

"Then, bring me a bottle that is not fresh!" said the child, as he opened the bottle in his hand.

Hawker: "......!"

"Do you know where this is? Dare to blackmail here, be careful that I report it to the guards!" the peddler began, and then viciously snatched the bottle of morning dew from the child's hand.

"Cut, the dew of the day before yesterday, dare to take it out and say it's fresh, if I tell the guards, I don't know how they'll punish you?" said the child, tilting his head and looking to the other place.

"The old man doesn't sell his body, he doesn't sell his art, he only sells a burning stick! Don't be ashamed, don't want money, as long as someone really watches! If you are destined to be here, please come and watch quickly!" The old man shouted, and the wooden stick in his hand kept shaking in the air with his shouting.

"Xiao?" said the child to himself, then stood up and was about to walk there.

"Wait, you just said that my morning dew is not fresh, do you have proof?" asked the peddler, stopping the child's figure.

"Come on, come on, let's see, someone has been in business for more than ten years, and for the first time I heard someone say that something someone sells is not new, everyone testifies to someone, if this kid is wrong, someone wants him to serve someone for ten years!" The hawker's shouting voice quickly attracted a lot of people.

Everyone gathered around, looking at this overly young child, all pointing fingers.

"Philistine!" said the child, then glanced at the vendor with disdain, and walked straight to the old man.

"Old man, how do you sell this burning stick?" the child began.

"Not for sale!" the old man's words were crisp and sharp, and did not seem to resemble his sloppy appearance.

"If you don't sell it, why not?" asked the child, reaching for the burning stick.

At this moment, a relatively thick arm flicked the child's fingers away.

"Come on, come on, it's him, everyone testify to someone!" the peddler continued to pester, pestering the child.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" the child was annoyed, but on the surface he looked like he was ignoring it.

"I want you to prove to so-and-so, how could this morning dew be the day before yesterday! This is obviously just picked before dawn this morning!" Although the peddler said this, he did not know the bottom in his heart.

"Is it?" said the child, looking at the lively crowd around him, and said, "Then, everyone should also give me a testimony, if I can prove that this morning dew is really not fresh, everyone will cut him immediately!"

"Good~!" "Good~!" "Good~!"

"Little friend, I don't know how you can identify it, or the old man will be a witness!" the old man said, and the burning stick in his hand was also put away.

He poured himself a sip of old wine and said, "Okay, you can each make a statement!"

"A certain family has nothing to say, it has been doing business here for more than ten years, and its reputation must be absolutely guaranteed!

"I don't have anything to say, I just want to prove that he's lying!" said the child, looking at the peddler, "Mommy said that it's not a good boy who lies!"

"Poof~!"

"Haha~!" "This kid doesn't have any teeth, right?"

In the crowd, there was a burst of laughter from time to time.

"Well, since you all have nothing to say, let's get started!"

"Everyone knows that there are three levels of moisture in the morning dew!" said the child, looking very cute.

"The first level, that is, the worst level, is the morning dew water picked directly from the plants, without any purification, or transformation!"

"The second level, that is, the middle stage, is a kind of processing and improvement of the first level of morning dew water, except for gas, there is nothing else in it!"

"Level 3 is the cleanest level! There won't be any impurities in it, or anything else that shouldn't belong to the morning dew water!"

"So!" After a pause, the child looked at the vendor and said, "I want to know, what grade of your morning dew is?"

"Level one!" replied the peddler crisply.

"Good!" the child didn't say much, and after saying yes, his figure left the crowd.

Just when everyone was guessing what he was going to do, his figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

And in his hand, there is an extra lotus leaf.

The moment the vendor saw the lotus leaf, a bad instinct rose, and out of instinct, his figure gradually moved towards the edge of the crowd.

"The first level of morning dew, the worst level, has not undergone any treatment, then, between them, there will be a phenomenon of mutual exclusion, that is, there will be a lot of bubbles to separate them. ”

"Po!" a bottle of morning dew was instantly opened by the child with one hand.

"Let's go!" a few drops of water fell into the lotus leaves.

The figure of everyone is eager to stick to the lotus leaf, wanting to see the changes.

"No bubbles!" I don't know who shouted.

The child did not panic, patiently observing the changes in the lotus leaves.

Time passed minute by minute, but the lotus leaf still did not change at all, and even there was not a single bubble that could be seen.

"Haha, there are no bubbles!" said the vendor happily: "Although there are no bubbles, this just proves that the quality of morning dew water in a certain house is better than that of others!"

"Alas, this kid is still too young!"

"Bai has been waiting for so long! I thought I would meet a genius, but I didn't expect that he would also be a fool!"

"Don't worry, everyone, be patient!" the child said, gently shaking the lotus leaf in his hand.

"Wait, there's a change!"

The crowd instantly burst into flames and squeezed towards the child's position.