Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 50
When Shangguan Jinyan woke up in a daze, she touched her chest conditionally, and found that the clothes were intact and the things hidden in the clothes were not lost.

She couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Then, there was a wave of nausea and powerlessness.

It's Heisha's zombie poison.

Shangguan Jinyan suddenly remembered the palm that Heisha slapped her.

Who saved me, Heisha?
This black and white pair of evil spirits can also be regarded as a famous casual cultivator killer within a radius of five hundred miles.

They are hyenas by profession, they specialize in robbing low-level rogue cultivators, and occasionally act as assassins, but the asking price is extremely high.

She originally thought that she was unlucky this time, and met the Shuangsha Tribulation Dao.

But what Heisha said before revealed that she had been targeted long ago.

As for why she was targeted and how she was found, now she has the answer in her heart.

She touched the location of the storage bag, wanting to take some antidote first.

What about storage bags?

Shangguan Jinyan stood up abruptly.

"Sister Liu, you're awake."

A hurried voice came.

"It's you."

Shangguan Jinyan looked at the girl running towards her and recognized her as the daughter who ran away with her father before.

But Shangguan Jinyan didn't blame her.

She was implicated in the first place, and she didn't want to escape before, but she couldn't hold back her father.

Now that the girl's father is dead, it would be too unreasonable for her to blame others.

That's why she saw that Heisha wanted to attack the girl, so she did so in time.

The middle-aged man's death is his own fault.

Obviously everyone met together, but he didn't even try to resist, and was about to abandon them.

In that case, if she could remind her, it was already worthy of the companionship.

Girls are somewhat innocent.

"That little girl saved us, where is she?"

Shangguan Jin Yan asked.

Hearing this, the girl showed embarrassment on her face, and stammered:
"She left after bringing us here. By the way, she left you medicine."

As she spoke, she took out a few pills from her cuff.

"This is the Jinfeng Yulu pill from my Shangguan family, how could she have it?"

Shangguan Jinyan was taken aback for a moment, then reacted abruptly.

"She took my storage bag?"

The girl nodded and said: "Well, not only yours, but also the black and white Shuangsha and the two casual cultivators before, he took them all."

Shangguan Jinyan ate the pill, and with the circulation of mana, the toxin was discharged little by little.

"how about yours?"

The girl showed an embarrassed expression and said:
"She didn't want mine. She said that it was because of you that she suffered such an innocent disaster, so she took your storage bag as a small punishment and a big warning."

In addition, she also said something poor.

But the girl didn't dare to convey this sentence.

"Am I implicated?"

The images of several teammates flashed in Shangguan Jinyan's mind.

"who is it?"

However, there are some sundries and a few spirit stones in the storage bag, as well as some personal belongings of the girl's house.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Jinyan's face suddenly became hot.

If she remembered correctly, the temporary teammates were all men.

"Sister Liu, don't blame her. I think she is a good person. She killed both black and white and avenged my father."

The girl said weakly.

Shangguan Jinyan smiled and said: "I don't blame her, she was able to kill Black and White Shuangsha and save my life, so why not give her some foreign objects."

Not to mention, that person didn't take away her most important thing.

Even if you have a conscience.

Fang Chang, who had been paying attention silently, watched the two girls, one big and one young, recover from their injuries. After gaining the strength to protect themselves, he quietly retreated without meeting them.

……

Whoosh!
With a flick of Fang Chang's fingers, a wisp of spiritual power shot out like a bullet, and shot through a gray rabbit running in the mountains.

However, the power of this spiritual bullet was really weak, it only hurt the gray rabbit's hind leg, not even a piercing wound.

The gray rabbit that had lost its mobility just limped and turned into a handful of barbecue in Fang Chang's hands.

Although there is no soul seasoning, the pure natural hare has a special taste.

Fang Chang leaned against a big tree stump, counting the days while eating barbecue.

Today is already the fifth day since he left Qingniufang City.

For five days, he stayed on this unnamed mountain without moving, drank spring water when he was thirsty, beat a rabbit when he was hungry, and practiced the newly acquired spiritual skills while practicing, time passed by in a flash.

This mortal-level high-grade spiritual power is one of them.

In addition, there are also a series of spiritual arts such as controlling objects, avoiding dust, soft voice, restraining breath, and turtle's breath, all of which are covered.

Although it is not proficient, it can be regarded as understanding, and it can be casted.

There is one thing to say, Fang Chang feels that although he is not very good at fundamentals, he may not necessarily be a genius in spiritual arts.

After all, these mortal spiritual arts can be used at a glance.

"There should be no problem now, five days is enough to run a thousand miles."

Fang Chang obeyed the call in his heart, he didn't feel that he could do it just because he had Little King Kong, even if the famous black and white Shuangsha died in his hands, he didn't dare to be proud at all.

Honestly nested here for five days, waiting for the aftermath of the Qingniufang market to dissipate.

"But just in case, let's stay for two more days."

Fang Chang wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth and made a final decision.

He extinguished the fire, kicked out a small hole, buried the bones and the fire, and then moved the palm of his hand, and the surrounding dust rolled in, and buried it in a short while, and there was no difference from the surroundings at all. .

"Well, be careful."

Fang Chang was very satisfied with his stability.

Of course, I didn't forget to clean up my footprints.

Back to a cave, Fang Chang's temporary shelter.

He took out a storage bag and started the unpacking session that he liked to hear.

For five days, he opened a bag a day, bringing a little fun to his boring practice life.

This is the last one today.

On the first day, he opened Shangguan Jinyan's bag.

Still got poor reviews.

On the contrary, some bold dresses and small toys inside opened his eyes, and secretly sighed that the ancients really knew how to play.

Unexpectedly, this Miss Shangguan is not very good-looking, but she is quite good at playing.

Of course, Fang Chang looked at all this with a critical learning attitude.

On the second and third day, there were two dragon suits that didn't even leave their names. Inside were more than a dozen spirit stones and two bottles of Qi Yang Pills, which were worth less than the bags.

But I can also understand that in this line of work, the head is hanging on the waistband of the trousers, and whoever does the work brings a lot of money.

On the fourth day, it was Baisha's storage bag.

Fang Chang was not disappointed this time, although there were only about 15 spirit stones inside, [-] yuan of them were medium-grade spirit stones.

Then there are a few bottles of pills used for cultivation and healing, which can also be worth dozens of spirit stones.

A stack of talismans that I didn't have time to take out was worth dozens of spirit stones.

There is also a high-level spiritual art—"Soldier Armor Spiritual Art", which can infuse spiritual energy, mana, and even one's own spiritual will into the magic weapon, forcibly reaching the realm of the unity of human and weapon.

This is why Baisha's bow and arrow are so powerful.

In addition, he left the big bow and seven bronze arrows.

The big bow is a high-grade magic weapon, named Daxue, and the bronze arrow is a low-grade magic weapon. A small amount of refined iron was added to the arrow refining, making it extremely strong.

As for Bai Sha's practice skills, they were not kept in the storage bag.

Now it is Heisha's storage bag.

Fang Chang wiped his hands and called Xuanbuchang.

As soon as the spirit moved, the faint spiritual imprint on the storage bag was washed away, and all the contents inside were poured out.

There are several spirit stones, about thirty or so, and they are all middle-grade spirit stones.

There are several bottles of pills, all of which are ordinary pills.

There is also a crystal bottle, which contains a drop of pale silver blood, even through the bottle, it exudes a faint evil spirit.

"Identify!"

Fang Chang was not polite at all.

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【Blood of Silver Zombie】

[Introduction: A drop of blood essence from the body of a silver zombie, after ordinary people take it, they can have the blood of zombies, turn into zombies, and have the ability to be incorruptible and indestructible.

Taking low-level zombie blood has the possibility of advanced breakthrough.

The blood is still hot and fresh. 】

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Fang Chang: "..."

Bronze Zombie is used to refine Qi, Iron Zombie is used to build foundations, and Silver Zodiac is used to benchmark Jindan.

So it's another Jindan old monster.

Fang Chang let out a sigh of exhaustion.

Your family's ancestor is a golden core, what kind of robbery are you going out to rob, it's exciting.

Fang Chang threw the blood of Silver Zombie into the storage bag, preparing to train a zombie puppet in the future.

Anyway, they are all enemies, so let's wait until his ancestor finds him.

In addition, one cannot make random judgments based on a single drop of blood.

Then there is Heisha's kung fu, a kung fu called "Faltering Stiffness Dafa", which has been judged to be a middle-level method, which is the same as his technique of drawing qi into the body.

And then, it's gone...

Not even a magic weapon.

Fang Chang suspected that this guy relied on his body of copper stiffness, so he didn't look up to ordinary magic weapons at all, and all his wealth was spent on that drop of silver zombie blood.

This made him less afraid of Heisha's background.

Really good background, shouldn't be so poor.

Fang Chang packed up the contents of the five storage bags, strung them into a belt, and tied them inside his clothes.

Now he too is a man with seven bags.

(End of this chapter)