The clouds fell down the mountain.

Makeshift inns, tea shops, and an endless stream of guests.

Famous families, major sects, descendants of royal families, chivalrous people in the rivers and lakes, and people in Baiding.

"Little master, it's here."

"Overnight, it's done."

Feng Xiaoli got out of the carriage and knotted the copper coin to the groom.

"You can take the carriage back, we don't need it, we are tired and hard along the way."

"The girl is in love."

"You're giving too much."

"Take it, it should be."

The groom shirked, and when he saw that the other party would not give in, he had to accept it and leave with the carriage.

"Shadow, in a heavy continent, how many copper coins are a bun."

Feng Xiaoli frowned, there was a bun shop in front of him, and asked.

She doesn't understand the exchange rate of the First Continent, the Nine Continents use purple gold coins, crystal nuclei, crystal coins, and real money and silver as currency, there are no copper coins and silver tickets, and the ingredients are specially bred spirit animal meat.

"Master, the meat bun is 8 copper coins, the vegetarian bun is 5 copper coins, the groom's salary is very low, according to the local price, you have 500 copper coins, which is really more."

"Buy a few buns, let him flip a few heels, and then give it to him." She pointed to the hungry skinny beggar, "His eyes are confused, there are alms next to him, and he overturns, he would rather starve to death than eat the food that comes from him, his clothes do not match his temperament, he has backbone, and he should be in the middle of the family." ”

"Master, there are many people who are suffering, and you can't help them."

The shadow was not happy, but did so.

The boy was filthy and stinking, and no one wanted to come near him, his lips were chapped, his face was boneless, his arm was discounted, his movements were slow, and every step seemed like walking on a spike.

"It's a bit of a shame that such a good talent was scrapped."

She stepped forward, and he lowered his head and ate tastelessly.

Dark elements are rare in the mainland, and it is a pity to abandon them.

"Think about getting back on your feet?"

She appeared in front of her like a ray of light, and her glamorous and beautiful contrast with the unkempt him.

"What's the matter?"

He is alienated and indifferent, unwilling to approach anyone, and his baggage is exposed, some useless books.

"The future is bleak, and the future is bright, which one do you want?"

For your own use, you will have one less enemy.

"You're wrong, I don't have talent, I've let you down."

He didn't want to think about it, so he refused.

A bad life, fearless in life and death.

This woman is nosy.

"What about the backbone of the Formation House?"

"The disciples of the family are all talented and high-spirited, how did you come here, self-defeating and willing to fall."

This person is a formation mage, and only a formation mage will carry a special jade pendant with a looming spiritual power on it, which is used to set up a formation to kill the enemy, and one is ten.

The shadow caught a glimpse of the half-cut jade pendant in the young man's arms, plus what Feng Xiaoli had just mentioned, and suddenly realized.

"Little master, my subordinates know this mark, the Jiang family's youngest son, Jiang Wangyou's unique jade pendant, the Jiang family was destroyed by a mysterious person, and none of them survived, how did he escape."

"Where did the Jiang family come from?"

"The Jiang family is a well-known family in Bishui City, and its strength is unfathomable, ten days ago, the Jiang family was slaughtered overnight, and the people who did it have not been found until now, some people say that it is the royal family, and some people say that it is to offend the hidden master, and no one in the Jiang family has dared to collect the corpse so far."

"Why?"

"The Du family and the Jiang family are world friends, and they sent someone to collect the body for burial, but before they went, they were intimidated and warned, and the old man Du did not believe in evil, so he let people continue to go, and the person who collected the body died violently on the spot."

"Later, an nameless fire burned the Jiang family to the ground, and no one dared to investigate this tragedy."

There is resentment, chagrin, guilt, and self-blame in the eyes of the teenager.

Feng Xiaoli squatted down indifferently, ignoring the young man's struggle, took his hand and examined it with a tiny rattan.

"The spiritual root is wasted, there are toxins spreading in the body, and the body is suffering from severe losses.

He endured not to vent his emotions, and he was burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, but there was no way out.

"I can detoxify, and I can repair your spiritual roots, if you believe me, go with us."

She doesn't know anything about formation, but the formation is the top priority, there is a formation mage by her side, and in the future, the formation will block part of the heavenly thunder, and the survival rate is high.

There are almost no formation mages in the Nine Continents.

The world is afraid of the power of the array mage, and follows the spirit realm forces to wipe out the array mage, or imprisons the array mage in one place, drawing the ground as a prison, and only serving themselves.

The array mages on the lower continent, without exception, were all eliminated or accepted as puppets.

The sect once had a formation mage, and it was her third apprentice, Qing Dufeng.

Forced by the pressure of the sect, threats, and the enclave of public opinion, the three apprentices were expelled from the sect by her, and he was a powerful cultivator, and it was not a problem to survive outside.

Unexpectedly, the sect borrowed her name to let the apprentice take the Death Spirit Pill, cut off his legs, and take the Puppet Pill, which became a tool for them to kill.

"Jiang Wangyou, you should be glad that you are like him."

It may be that the fate of master and apprentice is not over, this young man is very similar to her three apprentices, both of whom practice formations.

"Shadow, hold him down!"

Seeing that he didn't believe him, he took out the silver needle, and after a while, he was pierced like a hedgehog.

The silver needles turn black, and the toxins in the body are eliminated through the black blood.

"You...... Incredible, no pills, no herbs, just silver needles! ”

The white-clothed man who was resting for a while next to him occasionally looked here, and when he saw Feng Xiaoli successfully detoxifying, he stepped forward and applauded, if it weren't for the large number of people, he would have to apprentice on the spot.

"Peony, a disciple of Lingshan under the medicine, was ordered to come here to meet the opportunity, and the little girl's method of rescue, I saw it and felt incredible, can I ask the girl to explain it."

"No."

She shook her head, ignoring it.

He examines the teenager's injuries.

"Eat it, and the spiritual root can be revived."

The last time she had tinkered with an extra medicine to repair the spiritual root, it came in handy now.

Jiang Wangyou no longer hesitated, and swallowed the pill directly.

This person is critical, he will not detoxify, and his intuition tells him that he can be trusted.

Take the pill.

His expression was hideous, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, twitching, and trembling all over.

"I can't bear this bit of bitterness, and I'm blinding my medicine."

The more the peony boy looked at it, the more curious he became, he stepped forward, this network is very messy, if there is none, there are people who are about to die.

"Can this really cure the depleted spiritual root?" The peony was very loud, he couldn't figure it out, the spiritual root was abolished, there has never been an example of curing since ancient times, this girl is not a fool, but her method of detoxification is extreme but effective.

Could it be that the black pill can really be cured?

"Childe knows, curiosity kills cats."

This movement attracted a lot of people.

"What spiritual root?"

"What were you talking about?"

Seeing this, Feng Xiaoli didn't want to be right and wrong.

This peony boy has a big mouth and speaks too loudly.

"Carry him on our backs, and we'll hurry."

"Yes, little master."

Peony was entangled, and when she noticed the girl's displeasure, she deliberately concealed it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am offended by the lower mouth, and I have been researching the antidote recently, but there is no result, so I am angry and say those untrue words."