The black cat quickened the pace of leaving: "Phew, you ruthless and unrighteous bald old witch! ”

After poking Zhao Fushuang's sore spots, Lao Hei scolded and left.

Zhao Fushuang was not annoyed, and walked to the creek and leaned over.

Tsk, one more glance is a hurt!

She was stunned and touched her head without any grass, and she really became a bald old witch.

The old face, the rickety back, the bald head that does not grow a single grass, and a white shirt.

With an old and ugly face and strange clothes, he lives like a terrible ghost who died unjustly.

Walk to the nearby village and borrow a coarse linen dress to change into, so as not to make yourself look so frightened.

After changing her clothes, Zhao Fushuang was a little silent, and her originally bright eyes, with the melting of the essence and blood all over her body, completely lost their light at this moment.

Without that young and beautiful skin, she really lived like a bunch of walking dead.

She has a bad reputation, but fortunately, she has a good family background, and the world no longer looks down on her, so in order to please her father, she still praised her for her beautiful crown.

Now that there has been an accident, she has lived for 300 years, and today she has even returned the little skin given by her father.

Zhao Fushuang's rough voice was vicissitudes and sadness, "This terrible ghost looks good, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, the ghost asks for debts, and fights to wipe out, and it has to change the result." ”

With bamboo as a cane, Zhao Fu staggered on the muddy path without stopping, all the way to the next village.

She was like a marionette that looked like she was about to fall apart, but miraculously she could walk forever.

In January, she finally arrived in Yuxi Village.

Step by step, I climbed hundreds of stone steps and came to a very clean and tidy farmer's yard.

Stopping and listening, a woman's painful whimper faintly came from the room in the courtyard at this moment, "Senior brother, I'm unwilling, I don't want to be reincarnated, I just think of you, I don't want to be reincarnated endlessly." ”

Zhao Fushuang knew that it was Guo Rongyin, the fourth apprentice of the former head of the Yunding faction of Mayfly Mountain, and the fourth junior sister of Yi Huang.

Guo Rongyin is also her father's fourth sister and her mother's sister.

She once followed Yi Huang to quell the rebellion of the demon clan, and at the critical moment she blocked Yi Huang's mortal move, and fell into the demon clan's eternal reincarnation curse.

This eternal reincarnation curse is hateful, because it does not kill people all at once.

When the attack occurs, the whole body is shrouded in demonic energy, and if there is a strong person who can use his cultivation to cross it into reincarnation, he can survive.

Wait for the next reincarnation, continue to attack, continue to reincarnate, so it is called the eternal reincarnation mantra!

And the Seven Rank Pill Mi Mantra Pill that she refined with all her essence and blood is the antidote to this eternal reincarnation curse!

After a long time, Yi Huang's cold and low sigh came from the room: "Rongyin! ”

The woman seemed to be getting more and more painful, and her voice was getting weaker and weaker, "Senior brother, I am so painful from the tragic death of my life, I really want to be freed, senior brother, can you give me a relief?" ”

The man's voice in the room was low and determined, "Wait a minute, the antidote is only two flavors away, at most two lifetimes, I will take you back to Mayfly Mountain." ”

Yi Huang's voice, Zhao Fushuang remembered it until he died!

She smiled, pushed herself open the door on crutches, and staggered in.

She spoke: "Having said that, but how should you obtain the thousand-year-old golden clematis and the 10,000-year-old heavy building?" The lack of medicinal plants on this continent is not a day or two, haven't you searched for these medicinal materials for thousands of years without success? ”

The hoarse voice is like a broken gong, which is really not good.

Hearing her voice, Rong Yin, who was originally lying on the bed, looked up.

The black face shrouded in black smoke was full of tears, and the three thousand green silks were still visible, even if the face was black, just looking at the facial features, it was not difficult to see how delicate and lovely a woman's skin was when her skin was normal.

Zhao Fu glanced at Rong Yin before turning to the man standing beside the bed.

An angular face, but ruthless and warm.

I haven't seen him for three hundred years, he is still the same, white clothes are better than snow, floating out of the dust, who is not shocked when he first sees him.

It's been a long time, it's sanctimonious, human-like, cold-hearted dog!

The master of Mayfly Mountain is easy to fence!

"Who are you?" Yi Huang's voice was clear and cold, without emotion, completely devoid of the half-point softness he had just now towards Rong Yin.

Zhao Fushuang smiled and reported to his home, "Zhao Fushuang." ”

After Zhao Fushuang finished saying his name, the expression on Yi Huang's face did not change for a minute, "How does the old lady know that I need a thousand-year-old golden clematis, a thousand-year-old heavy building?" ”

Old lady?

Zhao Fushuang really laughed this time.

He seems to be like this, he doesn't seem to remember her?

Heh, how dare he not remember her in the three hundred years that she has been in pain?!

Zhao Fushuang said slowly: "Young man, with your appearance, it's not an exaggeration to call the old body an aunt, right?" ”

Zhao Fushuang, who was lying at his feet three hundred years ago, would not have blasphemed this person like this, no matter how bold he was!

But Zhao Fushuang, who has lived for three hundred years, dares to do so, she is fearless, she is afraid that words will not be able to poke people more!

Yi Huang's cold eyes seemed to be dissatisfied, Rong Yin was already dissatisfied, endured the pain, gasped and scolded, "Where did you come from, dare to be so disrespectful to my senior brother." ”

"Heh, your senior brother Emperor Laozi? Seeing it, do you need to kneel three times and bow nine times? ”

"My senior brother is the mountain lord of Mayfly Mountain, even if the emperors of the countries of this Junwu continent see it, they have to call the mountain lord respectfully, what are you?!"

Zhao Fushuang smiled: "Therefore, there are many blind people in the world. ”

A person like Yi Lian, who has been in a high position all the year round, and has his own immortal aura away from the hustle and bustle, he should have never heard others disrespect him in his life.

Didn't you have to bow carefully to him back then?

Now that I think about it, who is not a person in the red dust, she was also very blind back then!

"You!"

"Senior sister." Yi Huang didn't care to stop Rong Yin.

Being able to come here at this time, and still be able to clearly say that he has been looking for drugs that have been unsuccessful for many years, can this person still not know who he is?

Knowing his identity, but still speaking disrespectfully, he came prepared, how could he distinguish right from wrong with her in a few words!

Why bother with a pointless fight!

Yi Huang turned to Zhao Fushuang, and his voice was still calm: "What is the reason why the old lady came here this time?" ”

"Don't worry, your junior sister won't be able to die for a while, I'll tell you slowly." Zhao Fushuang struggled to sit down on a bamboo stool in the room.

This old woman is not good at speaking, and she is full of tricks, and she is clearly here to find fault!

Rong Yin's face was hideous as she was tortured by demonic energy, "Senior brother, I don't want to see her, let her go!" ”

Yi Huang suppressed Rongyin's displeasure, "Let's listen to her!" ”

Looking at Yi Huang's eyes, how could Zhao Fushuang not know that this sanctimonious hypocrite didn't take her in his eyes at all, and he naturally didn't care about her disrespect.

"Not only are you short of these two herbs, you also need an alchemy furnace."

"If you want to refine the mantra pill that lifts the curse of eternal reincarnation, you must have a cinnabar pill furnace, but cinnabar is afraid of fire and cannot bear the earth fire of Chiyan purgatory, you can't get a fireproof cinnabar pill furnace, no matter how many precious medicinal materials you make, the pill will be useless to solve the curse."

"Moreover, even if you have collected all the things, the only eighth-grade alchemist in the world, Bai Huanheng, has soared three hundred years ago."

"Therefore, the chances of your little sixth-grade alchemist being able to successfully refine this spell pill are not more than two layers."