Chapter 379: Speculation

Chapter 379: Speculation

The purple-robed old man and the red-robed old man flew far away from the Qingyun Palace, and then returned to the cave of the two before they relaxed.

"Recently, that adult's temper has become more and more irritable, and he needs so many resources, if he wants to recover his strength quickly, he must sense something. The purple-robed old man said slowly.

The red-robed old man touched the goat's mustache on his chin and said, "We are just using him, and when we get rid of Luo Qingyu, there will be no need for him to exist." ”

"Yes, does he think that we have summoned him back and left no follow-up? The purple-robed old man smiled mysteriously.

"I'll give you the elixir this time, and you will come out with the spirit stone. The red-robed old man began to assign tasks.

Thinking of the large amount of resources that Luo Shuiyu needed, the purple-robed old man felt a pain in his flesh, and after thinking about it in his mind for a while, he thought of a way.

"The treasure building under our command happened to make a lot of money some time ago, and now use the spirit stones there to make up for the loopholes. ”

"Yes!" the red-robed old man agreed without much thought.

As the order was transmitted, the shopkeeper of the Treasure Building began to sort out the inventory and record the number of all the spirit stones.

"Hey, the bet on the last martial arts recruitment conference, why didn't anyone come to get it back. The shopkeeper asked.

A deacon behind him said: "Those are all pressed on Zheng Feng, I don't know why, the owner of the bet has not come to take it." ”

The shopkeeper understood the situation, nodded and said, "You go to the account room to get a hundred top-grade spiritual essences, and I want them now." ”

At this time, a figure appeared at the door of the Treasure Building, and the shopkeeper recognized it at a glance that this person was Luo Qingyu's henchman.

Luo Qingyu has been in the limelight recently, competing for power with the two ancestors, and he has firmly gained the upper hand.

Among them, there are many children of the family who have taken refuge under Luo Qingyu, and the person who just came in is Luo Qingyu's very trusted subordinate.

The contradiction between the patriarch and the two ancestors is basically torn apart, and many people can see it.

"Go to the counter and see what they're doing here. The treasurer commanded the deacon behind him.

Jubaolou is the property of the two ancestors, and the other party, as Luo Qingyu's henchman, will actually appear here, which makes him feel a little puzzled.

"The shopkeeper has already made it clear, and the other party has taken a lot of vouchers, all of which were won by Zheng Feng, and came to exchange for spirit stones. After a while, the deacon came running and said.

The shopkeeper narrowed his small eyes slightly, rolled his eyes, and ordered: "You go and tell the guy at the counter that all the vouchers in his hand are fake, and call them out for me." ”

"Ah...... I just glanced at it, and it seems to be genuine......" The deacon froze in place.

"I said it's fake, it's fake, don't do it quickly!" The shopkeeper's eyes widened, and the deacon immediately ran away.

Castle Lord's Mansion

Xinghai Emperor Luo Qingyu sat on it, looking down at his henchmen with blue noses and swollen faces below, and suddenly his heart was surging with anger.

Jubaolou directly beat his people out, and slandered him for going to deceive the spirit stone, which was directly slapping him in the face.

"Good! good!" Luo Qingyu laughed angrily, waving his hand to pull back his henchman with a blue nose and swollen face, but his heart was filled with endless anger.

He didn't do this well, he had to give Zheng Feng an explanation, but sixty top-grade spiritual essences, Luo Qingyu's accumulation over the years, he could barely get them.

Zheng Feng is not in Luoshui City now, so he took Luo Hanyan and the three of them to the location of the sage ruins early in the morning.

Rongwu Mountain, more than 3,000 kilometers away from Luoshui City, it takes three to five days for ordinary monks to travel.

Zheng Feng took Luo Hanyan and the three of them directly on the back of the Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle, and when they hurried with all their might, they could arrive in half a day.

The area of Rongwu Mountain is not large, it can only be regarded as a small mountain, and there are no spiritual veins in the mountain, so there are no monks living in seclusion here.

The lush Rongwu Mountain, because it is rarely visited, so the trees and weeds grow very luxuriantly, and the roar of wild beasts can be heard from time to time.

At the foot of the mountain, there are twenty or thirty villages that live hunting all year round, forming a small village.

Today, all the villagers in the village hid in their houses, quietly closing their doors and windows, not daring to make a sound.

In a huge village, there is no sound of chickens and dogs barking, and it is 10 o'clock in the morning, and the sun is very warm.

If it was usual, the villagers would have come out to do farm work, but today in front of the ancestral hall in the center of the village, a few strange figures came.

In front of the ancestral hall of the village, there is a large open space, where the prey that is usually caught is pickled and dried.

But now, all the wooden poles and bamboo strips were scattered around, as if they had been swept by a gust of wind.

In the open space in the middle, there were already three figures standing, one of whom was tall and mighty, and his face was full of evil energy.

A deep bony scar stretches from the center of the eyebrows to the chin, looking very hideous and terrifying.

And this person doesn't have a right ear, and the location of the wound is uneven, as if it was bitten off by some terrifying demon beast.

This person exudes a terrifying demonic aura all over his body, and ordinary people will be afraid when they look at it from a distance.

Mountain Ghost Xiong, the cultivation of the peak of Yuanying, is a demonic monk, ruthless, unscrupulous, and also famous in the Central Domain.

In the open space to the left of the mountain ghost, there stood a bewitching woman, dressed extremely bewitchingly, with only a thin gauze covering her body.

The gauze coat as thin as a cicada's wings can barely hide the fiery figure, and the graceful posture exudes an alluring atmosphere.

The wonderful carcass is almost exposed to the air, and if you look carefully and in large quantities, you can vaguely see the mysterious scenery.

But Suzuki Hana didn't mind at all, and the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the blazing gaze of the mountain ghost, the undisguised desire.

She let out a coquettish laugh, and straightened her body slightly, the pair of fullness on her chest trembled slightly, and the eyes of the mountain ghost male who looked at it lit up.

However, he didn't make the slightest move, and he just feasted his eyes and took advantage of a small advantage.

The name of Suzuki's fancy spider is not blown out, and the cultivation of the peak of the Yuan Infant is not weaker than the mountain ghost Xiong.

Moreover, she cultivates the way of yin and yang replenishment, and often seduces male monks to make supplements.

Mountain Ghost Male swallowed his saliva, such a woman can only look at but not eat, if anyone dares to sleep with her, he will definitely be sucked dry.

On the right stood a half-grown child, only as tall as a mountain ghost, and looked to be only six or seven years old.

However, neither Yamaki Xiong nor Suzuki Hana dared to underestimate this person at all, the other party seemed to be just a child, but in fact he was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years.

Because of his cultivation of the exercises, Kongkong Yu will always maintain the appearance of a child, but his cultivation is the highest here.

Although it is also the peak of the Yuan Infant, the Void Dao controlled by the Empty Fish has already stepped into the Transformation Stage with half a foot, and its strength is unfathomable.