The tall portico, the wide passageway, the structure of the castle is as ornate and extravagant as the banquet hall, the red carpet of fine wool covers the floor, the sides of the cloister are covered with huge paintings, and within a few steps there is a curling yellow light flying, illuminating the tall cloister as if it were daytime

Xia Zuo secretly calculated along the way, according to the size of the castle and the density of these lights, this is the sleeping house of the Earl of Sidwar, and the amount of lamp oil burned every day is a huge amount.

"My lord, this is your room!" the beautiful maid in a neat dress saluted decimorely, "If you need anything, you can pull the pull tab next to the door, and I will rush over as soon as possible!"

"I'm sorry to go down!" The iron-clad oak door panel, with the same strong defense under the gorgeous exterior, faintly heard the voice of a person in the door, waved down to let the maid go down, and waited until the maid walked around the corner, then pushed the door open.

Sure enough, old Griffin, who had no time to attend the banquet to avoid the two clergy, was lying lazily in his room sipping fine wine, along with another acquaintance of Xia Zuo, the blind bald boss of the bookstore.

I don't know how he appeared here through the layers of the castle's tight defenses, and the one-eyed glanced at Xia Zuo faintly, and continued to hold the wine bottle in his hand, gurgling and pouring every drop of precious wine worth a gold coin.

Mira, who was also reluctant to attend the banquet, was in the room, pouring wine from time to time for the old Griffin who was enjoying himself.

Old Griffin burped comfortably, and pointed to the strong old man next to him with a little intoxication, "You already saw him last time." This old bastard with only a violent mind is called Mu Cha, one of my few old buddies!"

"Thank you for your gift last time, which helped me a lot, Mr. Mu Chamu!" The old man in the old Griffin's mouth is only the people who participated in the Elia Revolution and survived, and Xia Zuo still has some respect for such people.

"It turned out to be this kid you chose!" The terrifying one-eye, which was almost completely occupied by the whites of his eyes, swept lightly from Xia Zuo, "The mind is okay! It's just that the strength is too poor! I just gave you some gadgets last time, don't thank me!"

Regarding the other party's evaluation, Xia Zuo could only listen respectfully, after all, he was silent about the people who appeared here through the rubbing guards. Xia Zuo's strength really can't be on the table.

"Don't pay attention to this old ghost who is full of violence!" old Griffin rolled his eyes disdainfully. He has always advocated using his head to solve all problems: "How is the banquet?"

"It's perfect! I have to admire the power of the Fox Maiden, those greedy guys, their eyes are about to fall off, and they swallow saliva. The foot bath fills the Bison River Valley!" Xia Zuo admired with a slight admiration. The power of those four weak Fawkes after changing their clothes. made Xia Zuo have a few moments of heartbeat.

"That's good, but that's not enough!" Old Griffin touched his chin and said with a little worry, "The greedy ** of humans will drive them to do a lot of crazy things, in order to prevent other nobles from doing the same crazy things as Sidwar did before. We must show our strength properly, and fear will help us to sober up those jealous heads!"

I have to say that the cunning old Griffin is indeed a treasure by Xia Zuo's side, although he is unreliable many times, but he is never ambiguous on key issues.

"Xiu Xiu" As the two were talking, Mu Chamu's nose suddenly shrugged slightly in the air, and his one-eyed eyes quickly locked on Xia Zuo, "What a familiar smell, boy, what good things do you have on you?"

"Oh! it's this," Xia Zuo sounded the good thing in his arms, and reached out to take out the blood flower.

"Flame Blood Flower?" The phantom flickered, Xia Zuo didn't even see the slightest movement trajectory at all, only felt that his hand was suddenly empty, and Mu Chamu's low voice came from his ears, and the Flame Blood Flower that was still in Xia Zuo's arms just now had appeared in his thick hand at some point.

"This is the Blood Flower, this is a good thing that can be bought at a sky-high price, how did it come about?" Old Griffin quickly turned over from the sofa and sat up, his eyes shining with gold, and he rushed towards the Blood Flower.

But seeing Mu Chamu suddenly swing out with a palm, hitting the chest of Old Gree, his thin body immediately flew out upside down, but when it touched the back of the sofa, it slipped silently, and even the sofa did not tremble.

"What kind of monster is this!" Xia Zuo secretly smacked his tongue in his heart, such a sharp blow, but with such a delicate dark energy, with the small body of the old Griffin, as long as Mu Chamu had the slightest deviation, the strength was enough to blow him to pieces.

"Sidwar sent it!" Xia Zuo became more and more cautious, unlike the treacherous and cunning old Griffin, even if he was tricked by the other party, Xia Zuo could use his own strength to retaliate back, but Mu Chamu, a monster with terrifying strength, once he was provoked, even if he beat Xia Zuo, Xia Zuo did not have the slightest temper.

"It's a pity it's not nine-petaled!" Just when Xia Zuo was cautiously worried about whether Mu Chamu would see wealth, and planned dozens of counterattack plans in his heart, including kidnapping Old Griffin, Mu Chamu finally made a move.

In Xia Zuo's frightened gaze, he casually threw the blood flower on the coffee table, his mouth full of regret and disdain.

"In Sarnia's remote resistance, the six petals are already very good!" Old Griffin sat up staggeringly, moisturized and asked Mira to pour him a glass, and glanced at Xia Zuo with a smile, "Didn't you think the stinky boy was poor just now? Now that things are in front of you, you as an elder, you must always look like an elder!"

Although the voice was as smooth as ever, it was even a little hoarse and ugly, but it was like a natural sound to Xia Zuo, and even Xia Zuo could swear to any Campas god he had never seen before, and this sentence was definitely the most heartfelt praise he had ever said since he met this old bastard.

If a strong person helps him refine and absorb this kind of treasure, the effect will be increased by several levels on the original basis.

A monster as strong as Mu Chamu can at least increase the medicinal effect of the Fierce Blood Flower by two or three levels! Xia Zuo secretly calculated in his heart, if Mu Chamu made a move, how much would his tenfold strength increase.

Xia Zuo couldn't help but snort with a cold look swept over, and before he could make any reaction, Mu Chamu had already come to Xia Zuo in an instant, and his fist with a faint golden light slammed into Xia Zuo's lower abdomen, making Xia Zuo twitch all over his body, and he wanted to do it, while the latter pinched Xia Zuo's open mouth, and the other thick palm easily kneaded the blood flower into black and red powder and stuffed it into Xia Zuo's mouth.

As soon as the powder was swallowed, it instantly turned into a hot magma-like torrent that rushed down the esophagus into the stomach, burning like a prairie fire, and spreading and boiling along the meridians and blood vessels of the whole body.

"Ah" Xia Zuo said that he was tough, and his training on weekdays was also hellish torture, but he couldn't help but exhale hoarse and painful in his mouth.

The body is as red as a bowed prawn, the skin of the whole body is undulating like a surging wave, the green tendons are like wriggling and twisting small snakes, and the strong muscles suddenly swell, more than doubling in an instant, which makes people worry about whether it will explode, and the scorching fury burns the impurities in Xia Zuo**, like being in a raging fire, and constantly refining Xia Zuo's powerful body.

"It's just a little pain, what are the ghosts crying wolf!" Looking at Xia Zuo, who was crying and wailing, pouted his lips disdainfully, Mu Chamu glanced at Griffin, who was looking at jokes, and Mira, who was worried, "You two go out!"

went up a few handfuls and tore off Xia Zuo's clothes, but Xia Zuo, who was as red as a red-hot coal, was exposed naked in front of several people, and Mira, who was still hesitating, suddenly blushed and almost caught up with Xia Zuo, and quickly dodged out, while old Griffin glanced at it secretly, and scolded a few words in his mouth and walked out quickly.

"Boy, don't cry wolf howls anymore, restrain your breath and absorb it with all your might!" Mu Chamu's low shout poured straight into Xia Zuo's head, and at the same time, his hands were glowing with golden light, constantly slapping Xia Zuo's body, and every time he struck it, it would suddenly make Xia Zuo can't help but wail and twitch violently.

The surging fire dragon surging opened Xia Zuo's meridians countless times, refining the bones to a crystal clear, flickering with a faint light, and every palm of Mu Chamu tore Xia Zuo's flesh and bones like an axe and a knife, making Xia Zuo want to release and scream.

With the slap of that palm, Xia Zuo could clearly feel the brilliant and mighty golden fighting energy, and his own mighty fighting energy was like the contrast between an endless ocean and a small puddle in front of him.

Every time the golden fighting qi entered Xia Zuo's body, it would always break up the hot medicinal power and turn it into wisps of blood and bones that merged into Xia Zuo's body, and the remaining fighting qi had no intention of turning around.

Gradually, there seemed to be a sweet spring left on the hot body, and the comfortable Xia Zuo wanted to moan, and he only felt that he was flying in the clouds.

I don't know how long it took, a burst of cold water poured on his head, which woke Xia Zuo up in a comfortable sleep, and the casual slap of his hand immediately caused a crisp sound of oak cracking.

"Boy, if you dare to move again, I don't mind letting you faint!" Mu Chamu, who was carrying a huge wooden barrel, said in a cold voice, looking Xia Zuo up and down with one eye, and casually threw him a wooden spoon, "Since you wake up, wash it yourself!"

Xia Zuo's body was covered with black stinking mud, it looked like a burnt potato that had just been pulled out of the fire, the shy Mira would definitely not come to make it clear for Xia Zuo, and the old Griffin was even more impossible, and in the end only Mu Chamu was left, and as the old Griffin said, let this violent old man come up with any gentle attention and decide that it was impossible, so there was a bucket of cold water poured on his head. (To be continued......)