"This is Hangzhou Mansion?"

Looking at the blood-red ocean in front of them, everyone's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Hearing that Hangzhou Mansion had become a Ze country, although they were surprised, they did not have any specific concepts.

But when Zhao Yujian led everyone to Hangzhou Mansion, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Where is this ocean, it is simply a sea of blood!

Instead of a flood wave, a sea of scarlet blood swelled below.

"A Thousand Demon Blood and Tears ......"

Zhao Yu looked at the sea of blood surging below, and whispered to himself.

Unexpectedly, everything was exactly the same as the memory in my mind.

It's just that now when you look at it, it's red, and you can't see a trace of the original appearance of Hangzhou Mansion at all, let alone any Leifeng Tower.

And Zhao Yu knew in his heart that the Divine Stone could only be placed between the Dark River and the Thousand Demon Blood and Tears in order to completely separate the two.

Between the two, the most obvious sign is the Leifeng Pagoda on the side of the broken bridge in West Lake!

"Leifeng Tower?"

Bu Jingyun frowned slightly, and then subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sun in mid-air.

When the others heard Zhao Yu's words, they were all confused.

At this glance, it was all scarlet waves, and where was there still the slightest shadow of a building?

Finding a collapsed stupa here is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Minutes and seconds passed.

That is, Zhao Yu, with the immeasurable support of Yuanji Moke, the internal strength is almost endless, otherwise according to the terrifying consumption of the Flying Immortal Realm, their group would have been planted headlong ago.

Zhao Yujian swept through the sea of blood, looking for it from morning to evening, but there was still not the slightest clue.

"...... in that direction"

Just when Zhao Yu couldn't help but be irritable in his heart, Bu Jingyun, who had not spoken, opened his mouth coldly.

Looking along the fingers of Bu Jingyun, it was the direction of Jin Wuxi.

Everyone else felt a little inexplicable, but Zhao Yu didn't hesitate at all, and swept away in the direction that Bu Jingyun pointed to.

After a stick of incense, everyone finally found the clue.

In the huge waves of the sea of blood below, there is a water surface like a spring, protruding a line.

"Demonic Origin!"

Zhao Yu saw the blood that kept coming out and understood that they had finally found the right place.

It's just that he was a little curious, how did Bu Jingyun guess it?

"Huojiazhuang, just ...... in Hangzhou"

Without waiting for Zhao Yu to ask, Bu Jingyun spoke first.

It's just that Zhao Yu still pouted.

Even people who live in Hangzhou all year round probably don't know where the West Lake is.

And the demon in front of him can find the right place just by relying on the direction of the sunset.

Or say that they are the protagonists!

Zhao Yu slowly stretched out his hand, and the white divine stone appeared in Zhao Yu's palm.

A gritted tooth, a ruthless heart.

Zhao Yu threw the divine stone in his hand towards the spring as if he were cutting meat.

The Divine Stone fell straight down, and when it came into contact with the sea of blood, the white light around the Divine Stone instantly spread.

That line of blood was forced back by the white light emitted by the divine stone, and with the fall of the divine stone, the surrounding sea of blood also poured back downwards like a long whale absorbing water.

"Heaven and earth are created, unbelievable......"

Looking at the sea of blood pouring into the divine stone, Jian Chen couldn't help but exclaim.

Not to mention Jian Chen, even Zhao Yu, who boasted of having seen the world, unconsciously widened his eyes.

……

The flood in Hangzhou has been eliminated, but it will take some time for the sea of blood to pour back.

Even if the sea of blood dissipates, if you want to restore Hangzhou Mansion to the level of prosperity it used to be, it will not be possible to do it in a year or two.

After Zhao Yu and his entourage left Hangzhou Mansion, they went straight to the capital.

At this moment, Zhao Yu couldn't wait to see what the situation of the War Division in charge of Ah Fa was.

Even the improvised two-propelled rocket launcher has been concocted, and Ah Fa may have hidden some terrifying private goods!

When the group was halfway through, Erha, who was secretly sent out by Zhao Yu, also appeared.

"Got something?"

Zhao Yu looked at Erha, who was in the dust, and asked with a smile.

"Hands on it!"

Erha grinned, and then took out two huge sheepskin wine bags from his arms.

Zhao Yu took it in his hand and put it into his arms with satisfaction. Only then did he whisper to Erha and asked, "What I asked you to do, did you do it well?" ”

"Don't worry, there is no half drop in this world except for the two water bladders in your hands!"

Erha patted his chest and replied very firmly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yu nodded.

At night, after everyone had rested, Zhao Yu pulled Meng into his room.

"Gong ...... Childe, this ......"

Looking at Zhao Yu, who was anxious, dreaming of such a yellow flower girl, she was somewhat at a loss.

She didn't expect that Zhao Yu would be interested today.

"Shhhh

Zhao Yu didn't seem to notice the shyness on Meng's face, but whispered to Meng like a thief.

The more I listened to the dream, the more wrong my tone became.

But...... If Zhao Yu wants to do bad things, why does he have to choose here?

Is it because the feng shui of this inn is good?

Just when the dream was thinking wildly, Zhao Yu stretched out his hand, and a sheepskin wine bag suddenly appeared in his hand.

Dream recognized this thing, which was brought to Zhao Yu by Erha today.

"Bring me a cup."

Zhao Yu carefully opened the skin bag, and a pungent smell burst out.

Zhao Yu, who was unprepared, was almost fainted.

"What does this smell like?!"

Zhao Yu held his breath and stared at the wine bag in his hand with some frowns.

"This ......"

On the contrary, it was a dream, and the hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and then sniffled, with a look of shock on his face.

"Childe, you pour out the contents of your skin, I'll take a look."

Dream stepped forward, put the teacup in his hand on the table, and Zhao Yu, who was breathing, carefully poured out some of the black viscous liquid in the skin bag.

"Erha, this bear thing, don't you take the wrong thing, right?"

Looking at the sticky substance that exuded a pungent smell, Zhao Yu once wondered if Erha's deflated calf had made a mistake!

Dream put on silver gloves, stretched out his fingers and gently dipped a little of the objects in the cup, put them under the tip of his nose and sniffed them gently.

"Childe, this ...... It's ......"

sniffed the dream slightly, turned his head and looked at Zhao Yu with a shocked face, and said two words.

"Heavenly Medicine?!"

Heavenly medicine?

Zhao Yuyi frowned, and then thought about it carefully in his mind, as if it had been recorded in the book, this thing was called Heavenly Medicine before.

"That's right!"

Listening to Meng's shocked inquiry, the disgust on Zhao Yu's face faded.

The disgusting thing in front of him is the artifact that Zhao Yu asked Hei Tong to find, and then asked Erha to secretly pick it up.

The dream called it a heavenly medicine, but in Zhao Yu's memory, the place where this thing was loaded was called the 'Yaksha Pool'!

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