"You, what do you want?" The golden eagle asked cautiously.

"Sold you. Shen Feishuang replied, grabbed the void with his right hand, and grabbed a dark blue three-inch vial. She shook the wine bottle in front of the golden eagle, smiled and said, "Come, the wine fairy invites you to drink." ”

"Don't ga! Uncle Ben don't! Help!" Shen Feishuang rarely laughed like this, but the golden eagle didn't feel honored at all when he saw it, but was crazy about it.

His pair of wings that were pinched and tried to flapp, but the big hand was a spirit spell cast by the Vientiane Immortal, how could he break free? After screaming for a long time to no avail, Shen Feishuang had already put the vial next to his beak and poured the pale black transparent liquor inside.

Before the golden eagle could struggle to spit out, a wisp of soft mana sent the wine directly into his stomach and melted it into his whole body.

He Yi watched from the sidelines, not knowing what the intention of the wine fairy was, but it seemed that he was helping himself.

After a while, he saw the golden eagle burp, and a pale black air stream came out of the bird's beak, floating in the wind. Look at the golden eagle again, although it is still awake, it is no longer noisy.

He fell to the ground and convulsed. That look, like a girl who has just been insulted by hooligans, is pitiful.

"Senpai, what did you give him a drink?" He asked.

"It's called Soul Snatcher. Shen Feishuang replied lazily, and the golden eagle's body trembled obviously.

Soul Snatcher! I won't be poisoned!

He Yi was shocked. Although he was angry, he didn't think about killing the golden eagle, at most he would beat him up and pluck out a few feathers.

"Don't worry, you can't die. She blinked lazily, grabbed her right hand again, and pulled out a small white bottle, almost identical to the one she had just had. Handing the bottle to He Yi, she said, "Drink this, you can control his life and death with one thought." ”

He looked at the bottle in his hand, uncorked it and sniffed it, smelling a faint fragrance.

Can this be drunk? What if it's fake?

Shen Feishuang didn't care if he drank it or not, turned his head to the golden eagle and said, "The Seven Evil Monarchs have locked you up for ten years, and the effect of this bottle of Soul Snatching Soul Seeking Wine is also ten years. Come to Jiuxian Mountain again when you have time in the future, Changkong said that he misses you very much. ”

After speaking, she leaned her neck and took a sip of the wine in the pot, lazily stepping on the void, the green silk flying, and her body swaying towards the north.

He Yi watched her go away and was stunned.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he hurriedly grabbed the jade bottle in his hand and put it into the Sumeru ring.

The golden light flashed by.

"Ahh

The golden eagle, which failed to capture it, floated in the air, and was able to fly before its wings were opened.

"Do you think I'll believe you?" He Yi, who had suffered two losses, already hated this golden eagle, and at this time, the golden eagle's life was in his hands, so he couldn't help but feel happy and laughed.

"Uncle Ben can swear! If you don't agree, Uncle Ben won't tell you anything!" The golden eagle landed on the roof, flapping its wings and screaming.

He Yi thought about it, the wine fairy is a master, and he is a master with a pure heart and few desires, and only loves fine wine, since she helped him, there is no reason to harm him. And it is certainly not unreasonable for the golden eagle to be so jealous. Thinking of this, he took out the white bottle and popped the cork, and drank the fragrant wine directly in one gulp.

The bottle was small, and there was very little wine, and after entering the mouth, a clear stream slid into his stomach, and then slowly dispersed into a piece of clear air, which merged into his blood, and then swam down the blood vessels to the top of his head, turning into a small piece of extremely thin white membrane attached to his brain, and then absorbed and disappeared.

In He Yi's sea of knowledge, the shape of a golden eagle suddenly appeared. There are three chains on the golden eagle's body that connect his consciousness, and he subconsciously knows that those three chains represent flesh, soul, and life. Trying to torture the golden eagle's body and soul, or let him die, is just a matter of thought.

This drink is amazing!

Joy turned into smugness, and He Yi suddenly couldn't help but burp, and a breath of white air came out of his mouth, floating in the air.

The golden eagle stood not far from him, his head bowed, and even his brilliant golden wings dragged to the ground.

"Hehe...... He Yi walked over with a wicked smile, touched the head of the golden eagle, and said proudly: "What else can you do now?"

"Ga, Uncle Ben won't give in!" The golden eagle shook his head, shook off his hand, and said: "Uncle Ben even dares to turn the daughter of the Seven Evil Monarchs, and he has never been afraid of death!

Being refuted by his righteous words, He Yi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and thought: Yes, fortune telling is in his own hands, but if he doesn't say it, what can he do? It's not the same as no answer to kill him!

Thinking of this, he had to temporarily suppress his intention to get back two bad breaths, and said, "It won't do me any good to ask for your life. Well, how about you tell me where there is Thoreau fruit, and I will guarantee with my life that I will never use the effect of the Soul Reaper Drink?"

"Don't! You relied on the help of the wine fairy to subdue Uncle Ben, and Uncle Ben is not convinced! Unless you do something amazing to show Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben will not tell you the news of Solo Fruit when he dies!" The golden eagle bird's beak was wide open, and it had the meaning of preferring to die unyieldingly.

When he said this, He Yi also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It has been less than a day since he came to this Zhonggu City, and he has already fallen into the trap of the golden eagle twice, and he almost put his body into it. If Shen Feishuang hadn't felt it in time, let alone catching the golden eagle, he probably wouldn't know how to be abused by Miao Yun now.

"Then you say, what do you want me to do to tell me?"

As long as you don't run, sooner or later there will be a way for you to speak!

Hearing him ask, the golden eagle's golden eyes turned, and then quacked: "There are still more than twenty days, and it is time for the ten years of the Holy King to give medicine, as long as you can get the holy water and give it to Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben will tell you where there is Solo fruit!"

The Holy King gives medicine?

He Yi's heart moved.

He had heard about it for a long time. It is said that the 33,333 zhang tall statue of the Thousand-Faced Holy King in Zhonggu City will produce a drop of holy water every ten years, and the holy water can cure all kinds of diseases and strengthen the body. It has a history of millions of years since the establishment of Zhonggu City, and the amount of holy water produced is extremely large, so it is not precious. However, the medicine given by the Holy King every ten years has gradually evolved into an opportunity for the rising stars of the Thousand Faces Holy City to show themselves. At that time, many masters at the level of the gods will also pay attention silently, and even watch it on the spot. If you behave well, you may be accepted.

Although there is no explicit rule, everyone tacitly acknowledges that only those who are below the god can participate in the pillage. The place where the holy water is produced is in the treasure bottle of the first hand on the left of the statue of the Holy King, and the treasure bottle is very large, but the real production of the holy water is a pit less than the size of the bowl, and the process of snatching it will be very fierce every time.

"What do you want holy water for?" The dignified peak demon, even if you drink a pound of holy water, it's useless, right?

"Uncle Ben likes it! The first time he grabbed the holy water, he couldn't beat others, and the second time he was locked in a cage by the Seven Evil Monarchs! Uncle Ben didn't accept it! Uncle Ben must eat a drop of fresh holy water!"

He Yi thought about it, with his current strength, he was not weak in the Yuan Infant Stage, and in the melee battle in the treasure bottle of the Saint King statue, he would have a great advantage, maybe he could really grab it. As for the golden eagle, what he is best at is speed, and he is not strong in combat, and he is competing with a large group of people in the case of a large number of people, and it is completely understandable that he can't grab it. He nodded and said to the golden eagle, "Okay, I will go and snatch the holy water when the time comes." But my ugly words are ahead, if you lie to me again, the Soul Snatcher will not spare you!"

"Okay! Dare to rob yourself that you have a bit of backbone! You can rest assured, Uncle Ben has not taken advantage of the immortals, I don't want to die so fast, I won't lie to you again!"

"It's better to be like that. He was still a little relieved. But there is no way, if the golden eagle really doesn't say it, he will torture him with the Soul Snatcher Liquor at most, and he can't force him to tell the whereabouts of Solo Fruit.

It's an interesting thing for the Holy King to give medicine, and he is quite interested in it, this time since the golden eagle has mentioned it, he must go and join in the fun!

The statue of the Thousand-Faced Saint King is more than 200 miles high, and it takes a long time to fly up from the ground! The treasure bottle in his hand is actually not small, more than ten miles long, and the mouth of the bottle is more than 200 zhang wide. However, the size of the place depends on the number of people, and when it comes to the Holy King's medicine, the Yuanying monks who went to compete for it are not 30,000 but 15,000, and it is said that the maximum number of people is even as high as 100,000! So many people grab a drop of water in a bottle-shaped space more than ten miles long, and the narrowness and difficulty of the place can be imagined.

He Yi didn't dare to say that he could grab it, the number of geniuses in this Zhong Ancient City almost accounted for one-fifth of the number of the Ten Thousand Immortal Continent, his ability was nothing at all, he could only say that the ascetic had a slight advantage. Anyway, I went to grab it first, and if I couldn't grab it, I would find a way to get the golden eagle. Now that there is a soul-snatching wine, I don't have to worry about having no chance to deal with him.

Saying goodbye in twenty-two days, the golden eagle flew directly to the Moon Worship Tower, and He Yi had nowhere to go, so he went back to the Ignorance Inn first.