Chapter Seventy-One: I Was Spit Up

Yang Xiaobao walked over and looked at the gray ash who was sleeping with his teeth bared, and asked suspiciously, "Was it really poisoned by Ning Furong?" ”

I don't even know my own master anymore, isn't it crazy or something?

Why did Ash go crazy? Why did Ning Furong provoke Ash again? Looking at the things all over the ground, I knew that it was Ning Furong's storage bag that was scratched by the ashes.

The corners of Yang Xiaobao's mouth smiled weirdly, if Ash Ash went crazy, would Ning Changkong give up Ash Ash?

Can I find a system to treat ash and ash drugs? Can you bind Ash?

Qiao Lan looked at the corpses and debris on the ground, not knowing what to do.

Ning Changkong sighed and stuffed the ash into his clothes.

Smelling the familiar smell, Ash finally stopped tensing his body, relaxed his muscles, closed the corners of his mouth, and slept without baring his teeth.

"What to do? Senior Brother Ning? Qiao Lan looked at Ning Changkong pleadingly.

"Everything on the ground was picked up, and the three of us divided it."

"Well, I'm worth a lot, and I even have a few storage bags.

This storage bag is all low-grade spirit stones, tens of thousands. This storage bag is a medium-grade spirit stone.

Tsk, Senior Brother Ning, your former Ning family is really rich.

But you're poor, hahaha. ”

Yang Xiaobao couldn't help but joke.

"Senior Brother Yang, don't mention the past in the future." Qiao Lan hurriedly reminded.

"It's in the past, it's okay." Ning Changkong said as he picked up something.

Qiao Lan glanced at Ning Changkong a little distressed, when he came, he was as thin as a humanoid ribs, not to mention that there were spirit stones on his body, and even his clothes did not fit.

If it weren't for the disciple's clothes, she was afraid that he wouldn't even have a change of clothes.

The three of them quickly cleared the site, and even the animal carcasses on the ground were burned.

The blood on the ground was also burned away.

Ning Changkong saw a pile of carrots in the pit, and the corners of his mouth twitched, why are there so many carrots here?

Looking at the gray ash sleeping in his arms, he was completely sure who did the lost elixir in the elixir garden in the back mountain.

The three returned to their residences after dividing the spoils in place.

Yang Xiaobao ran to practice the sword with great interest.

In the Zongmen Torture Hall, Ning Furong's face was full of tears, the white cloth belt wrapped around her face was also wet with tears, and the curtain on her head hung low, covering her face.

"My spatial ring is gone, you have to help me find it, all my things are in it!

Woo, my fairy grass is also in it, as long as the sect helps me find it, I am willing to give the eight-petal fairy orchid to the sect for free! ”

When Cui Qin, the head of the torture hall, heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, he must find it back, and it is his credit to find the Eight Immortal Orchids back.

Cui Qin asked, "Was there anything different or strange about that time?" What did you see before you fell unconscious? ”

"Woo woo, I'm woken up by the stench, I've never smelled it that bad.

I was stinking and I saw the pillow jump out of bed.

I was knocked unconscious before I could react! ”

"That smells so bad!"

Ning Furong cried so much that everyone trembled, she really didn't understand, who was so hateful, and put such a stinky smoke into it, it could smoke people to death.

"Didn't you close your sense of smell at the time?"

"I just woke up, and I was knocked unconscious before I could react!"

Cui Qin had a little headache, calmed Ning Furong for a while, and then took a few torture hall disciples to the place where Ning Furong lived now.

Walking into the house, there is indeed a stench.

Several people carefully examined it, and there was no trace of the dilapidated windows, the doors and windows were intact, and there was nothing else on the ground except a pile of vomit.

How do people come in such a place?

Ning Furong said that the latch of the door in the house was also locked at that time, and the prohibition at the door was not broken.

Cui Qin felt that it was a little difficult for him to make meritorious contributions, so he could only probe from the outside to see where a new eight-petal fairy orchid had appeared recently, and he was trying to find a way to catch the holder of this eight-petal fairy orchid.

The matter of the eight-petal fairy orchid appearing in the sect must also be blocked, and it cannot be spread out.

Back at his residence, Ning Changkong checked Ash Ash's whole body and found no problems, but he was still not at ease, so he quietly came to the Imperial Beast Peak and bought a lot of elixirs that spirit beasts needed.

Ash slept for three days in a row and woke up three days later.

Lin Chuyue, who woke up, felt that her head was dizzy, her eyes couldn't see clearly, she walked with her back foot on her front foot, and rolled her ass front and somersault when she was fine.

Otherwise, it will be like a drunken man, crooked.

Qiao Lan hurriedly heightened the bamboo basket, strengthened it, added flowers, and circled the ash in the bamboo basket.

"Senior Brother Ning, why did you say that eight-petal fairy orchid disappeared?" Qiao Lan thought that in the past few days, the sect had been looking for the eight-petal fairy orchid that had disappeared.

The rooms of these disciples were searched over and over again.

Cui Qin offended the disciples of the sect and didn't know how many people.

Cui Qin was also anxious, a few elders put pressure on him, he could only do more superficial work, he couldn't check the storage rings and storage bags of the disciples one by one, right?

Ning Changkong took off the two rings on Ash Ash's wrist, one was the space ring he gave Ash Ash. A ring he didn't recognize.

And he removed the ring ban, and after his divine sense entered the ring, he gasped.

He actually got a utility vault + treasure house.

His family is really a treasure hunter.

And the bunch of high-grade spiritual weapons and armor in the treasure house, he knew at a glance that this was the most precious and valued thing for the imprisoned monks in Xiao'an Town, and it was all in this ring.

There are many things that he can't look at now, but when they are put outside, they are all things that various cultivators are fighting for.

And there are a lot of very fishy pills in it, I don't know the ingredients, but just that smell, he knows that it is not a good thing, it should be an evil pill made by evil cultivators with the blood of monks and ordinary people.

Fortunately, he collected the gray ring first, otherwise one day this thing would have opened the space ring, and his roof would have been lifted off, and the whole house would have been buried.

A lot of things are useless, give them to the sect? This is the storage ring that the sect has been looking for Leng Xiangqing, Leng Xiangqing died, but his storage ring was not found.

Ning Changkong didn't expect it to be in Gray Ash's hands.

There are really a lot of resources in it, and if he hands over some of them, he has no way to explain the source, so let's stay all, go out on a mission one day, and then secretly sell those things that are not useful.

Rubbing Ash Ash's stomach to help it digest, Ning Changkong thought about how to make Ash Ash cultivate, it couldn't rely on brute force like this anymore, and it couldn't even open the storage bag.

Listening to Yang Xiaobao's complaint, Ash used his spirit talisman as a cannon point, and one-tenth of the effect was not achieved, and it destroyed the heavens.

He knew that it was Yang Xiaobao showing his goodness in front of him.

"Meow Meow Me Suddenly, the gray ash under Ning Changkong's soft fingers suddenly sang a very rhythmic cry.