On the bluestone pavement of Guang Street, Yao Qige and Wu Yongfeng have become two dried corpses.

Chen Boya picked up the bells and copper rings that fell on the ground, slowly walked in front of Wu Yongfeng, took out a sharp blade from his cuff, squatted down and broke his abdomen.

She stretched out her hand and took out a fist-sized crystal from the other party's qi sea position, then packed it in a cloth bag and stuffed it into her arms.

"This is a good thing for refining weapons and alchemy."

She licked the blood stains on her hands, and her beautiful and holy face revealed the hideousness of a rakshasa.

"You're Feng Ping?"

Chen Boya kicked Yao Qige, who was also dead, and for the sake of insurance, she didn't dig up the crystallization of this person.

Wu Yongfeng is her old acquaintance, and she knows exactly what hole cards the other party has.

But this one in front of you? That's different!

She walked into the small shop under the sealed plate and glanced at it briefly.

Very small.

It's not as big as a room in Dengsenkaku.

There was rice and noodles outside the house, but it didn't look like it was going to be a business.

Chen Boya opened the big box in the outhouse, lifted the thatch, and saw that it was tobacco and suddenly lost interest.

Walk into the back room, a bed, a charcoal stove.

It's also incredibly rudimentary.

"The one at the door doesn't seem to be Feng Ping, how can a monk be mixed up like this?" Chen Boya raised her eyebrows lightly and said to herself, "It's better to die." ”

Suddenly, she glanced at a pamphlet.

"Huh?"

Chen Boya stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull out the book under her jacket.

"The Twelve Methods of Qi Refining? Sure enough, it's you! ”

Just as he was thinking about what to do with this bold man, the jade hand that Chen Boya held the book began to rot at a terrifying speed!

"Dan, erysipelas!"

Chen Boya was frightened, but unusually calm!

She raised the knife in her hand and directly cut off her right arm by the roots, and her body, which was already full of qi and blood, suddenly blood soared!

At this time, she no longer bothered to investigate the reason, and sealed her bleeding right arm with aura, and the figure flashed and rushed out of the store.

It's important to save your life!

Chen Boya didn't understand why there was erysipelas on the book "Twelve Methods of Qi Refining"!

Moreover, this lethality is at least the Poison Spirit Root Golden Pill Realm!

Although at this moment, she has broken her arm to survive.

But if it can't be dealt with in time, the sea of qi will be damaged, and there will be no more progress, and there will still be worries about your life!

……

The first month of Shuntianfu is destined to be not peaceful.

Feng Ping wrapped himself in a velvet coat, walked through one alley after another, and returned to Guang Street.

He didn't dare to show his face.

He stood at the westernmost end of the street, looking towards the shop at the east end......

The moon is very dark on winter nights, and the cold moonlight is sprinkled on the quiet streets, which makes it difficult to see.

When I got closer, I still couldn't see clearly.

Bring it a little closer......

There was footsteps ahead!

Feng Ping turned his head and ran!

However, after running for about ten meters, he realized that something was wrong.

That footstep sounded like a struggle!

In addition, if it was really a Taoist surnamed Yao, he would not be able to escape at this time!

"Zhang Mazi?"

A figure instantly appeared in Feng Ping's mind.

He turned and walked in the direction of the shop.

Thirty meters later, I saw a figure limping in the direction of the store......

"Damn, it's him! Bigger than me! ”

Zhang Mazi hid for about half an hour, during which he returned home several times, but there was no trace of Yao Qige.

Over and over again, his courage became bigger and bigger, and he admired Feng Ping's plan more and more in his heart! This trick drives the tiger and devours the wolf, it is really domineering!

Now that everyone is dead, what is he afraid of?

At this time, if you don't go to the shop to explore, if you miss the opportunity to make a fortune, then don't regret dying?

So, Zhang Mazi walked with painful steps and returned to Guang Street.

Feng Ping stopped behind him again.

After making sure that Zhang Mazi was not dead, he walked up quickly.

Syllable!

He slapped Zhang Mazi from behind, and the other party was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground.

"Spare my life, spare my life, I was just passing by... Passing by..."Tonight, he was frightened too much, and any wind and grass could scare him out.

"You're really dead."

When Zhang Mazi heard this familiar voice, he immediately raised his head excitedly and looked at it.

"Sealed... Feng Ye, you... You're back. ”

"I would like to ask you, why are you here? Do you still want to make a fortune? ”

Feng Ping looked ahead, and the two dried corpses were lying on the ground, their bodies completely dehydrated.

"I... Am I worried about you? Zhang Mazi smiled and struggled to get up.

Now, he has been completely convinced by Feng Ping.

Especially after being beaten......

"I advise you not to touch anything, or you will die, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Feng Ping admonished and stepped forward.

The two dried corpses, one he recognized, was the Taoist surnamed Yao who came with Zhang Mazi a few hours ago.

The other was dressed in brocade clothes, and he didn't look like a gang.

"Huh? Fight like Kilkenny cats? ”

Feng Ping was puzzled.

It stands to reason that if the monk on the left is the monk behind the Zhao family? Then at least one of him and the Taoist surnamed Yao can live, right?

"A third party?"

He squatted down and picked open Wu Yongfeng's shirt with a dagger, which contained nothing but a money bag.

Feng Ping opened the money bag, only took the three silver tickets inside, and the remaining broken silver was given to Zhang Mazi behind him one by one with the tip of a knife.

He eats meat, so he has to make people drink soup, doesn't he?

After all, he was beaten so much and did the most dangerous work.

"The position of the sea of qi has been broken, and the bugs inside should have been taken away, no wonder the mimicry system has not responded."

A thought flashed through Feng Ping's mind, and then he came to Yao Qige's corpse.

The same dagger was used to cut open the shirt, the same money bag, the difference is that this person still has two pamphlets in his arms!

Before he had time to look through it, a familiar and cold prompt sound sounded in Feng Ping's ears again.

[Eggs of the Ether during hatching have been detected.] 】

[Mimic system starts.] 】

【Ether genes and traits are simulated in the ......】

[Insufficient data......]

[The simulation was successful. 】

[Activation of the top-grade water spirit root. 】

[The crystallization realm opens.] 】

"The water spirit root corresponds to the Ether Zerg?"

"Sure enough, as long as you touch the insects, you can simulate the corresponding realm! Wouldn't that be able to touch the corpse of a primordial infant old monster and cultivate to the primordial infant realm by yourself? ”

"Wait, the crystallization realm is already the hatching stage of the eggs, then the golden pill should be the larvae, the yuan baby ......"

Thinking of this, Feng Ping shuddered.

Even if the host body dies, the insects in the sea of qi may still be alive!

"No wonder the old monster can take it away!"

Feng Ping decided that unless he had the strength of the Crystallization Realm, he would never touch the corpse of the Jindan Realm!

He opened the money bag as usual, took one of the silver tickets inside, and allocated the remaining broken silver to Zhang Mazi on the side.

"Sealed... Feng Ye... Blood... Look there..."

Feng Ping looked in the direction Zhang Mazi pointed......

Boy!

"Don't run yet!"