Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 8 Interest Exchange
Almost at the moment when Mi Ju Dan was thrown out, Yi Huang's figure disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, a lingering bamboo in his hand transformed into eight, and everywhere it passed was overwhelming pressure.

Zhao Fushuang, who was in the room, felt her scalp tingling and her breath not stable.

Yi Huang's white clothes flowed around, eight bamboos stopped eight people, and the elixir easily fell into his hands.

Squeezing the palm, the eight bamboos turned into eight bamboo arrows, the sharp arrows shot out through the dust, piercing the bodies of eight people like broken bamboos.

Eight people from the Mozu who were pierced by the bamboo fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

The eight bamboo arrows turned back immediately in mid-air, merged into one, and fell into Yi Huang's hands again.

Everything flowed smoothly, as quickly as if he just crushed a few ants to death.

His combat style was so vigorous and resolute that it ran counter to his demeanor like a banished immortal.

Her parents and brothers all said that she was conceited, but now it seems that compared with him, she is insignificant!
Knowing that the people of the demon clan were secretly ambush, but he didn't kill Rongyin first and then reincarnate, it only shows how conceited this person is in his bones!
Yi Huang walked in with the pill with a calm expression.

Zhao Fushuang recovered from the shock, and clapped her hands mockingly, "It turns out that people who are full of immortality bend their waists for profit, just like us mortals!"

Yi Huang looked at Zhao Fushuang, since she threw the Mi Cursing Pill to attract him to take the initiative, he admitted that the old woman was willing to let go.

He originally wanted to wait for her to make a request before making a decision, but now it seems that no one has a chance of winning in a game with someone who can ignore his biggest bargaining chip.

At that moment, Zhao Fushuang finally saw the brief attention from Yi Huang's dark eyes!
Even if there is no warmth in this attention.

What a turbulent Yi Huang, didn't he lose his composure because of a elixir?
She also pulled him down from the altar, didn't she?
Rong Yin was furious: "Senior brother has never bowed his head in this life, how dare you force him to come here!"

Zhao Fu nodded, "Yes, as long as you are noble, I rushed to send the antidote, and finally begged you to accept it, which is reasonable."

Rong Yin: "You came here with the antidote, isn't it because you want to ask us? If you say it, we will agree if we can agree, and if we can't agree to discuss it again, why do you want to humiliate people?"

humiliation?

Is it humiliation to take the initiative to ask for a pill?
"Yes, I have something to ask of you, but so what?" Zhao Fushuang took the antidote and turned around to leave.

In the end, Yi Huang stared at Zhao Fushuang, bowed his hands, and bowed down, "The owner of Mayfly Mountain, Yi Huang, seeks the old lady's antidote."

"Senior brother!" Rong Yin groaned!
Yi Huang has never begged anyone in his life!
But he has to bow his head to this wicked woman for her sake!

Yi Huang's voice remained unchanged: "If you ask for help, you should use the attitude of asking for help. It's not shameful."

Before, he just didn't know her intention. Now that he knew that she just wanted him to beg her, compared with Rong Yin's life, he didn't feel that it was worthless.

Zhao Fu looked at Yi Huang firmly.

Finally, how she begged him 300 years ago, he begged her today!

Seeing him win the snow in white clothes, seeing his black hair like ink, watching him finally bend the waist of the banished fairy and beg her.

At that moment, Zhao Fushuang couldn't tell what he felt.

After thousands of complex emotions flowed through, they turned into deep fatigue!
With heavy steps, she placed the antidote on Rongyin's bed, and said hoarsely, "I have only one condition, take me to Mayfly Mountain."

Hearing this, both Yi Huang and Rong Yin were taken aback.

It's that simple?
Bringing a person into Mayfly Mountain is an easy task for the disciples of the Yunding Sect.

Yi Huang asked: "When you enter Mayfly Mountain, do you become a disciple of the Yunding Sect or just enter Mayfly Mountain?"

Zhao Fu sneered, "Your Yunding Sect has all the younger generation, I still don't like it!"

Rong Yin bit her lip, how dare a mere mortal speak wild words? !
Dare I ask, how many people in this world are unwilling to become disciples of the Yunding Sect?
Yi Huang glanced at Zhao Fushuang, and said clearly: "I am the owner of Mayfly Mountain, and it is just a matter of raising a hand to bring a mortal into Mayfly Mountain. With your current situation, even if you enter Mayfly Mountain, there is not much time left. In exchange, I can give you a hundred years of life."

Zhao Fu snorted and laughed: "You obviously hate me, but you still want to be fair, you are so hypocritical!"

Rong Yin was very angry, "Wicked woman! Do you have a long mouth to attack people? Didn't your mother teach you to speak well?"

Zhao Fushuang: "I advise you to be more polite to me. I can give up this antidote, and I can take it back!"

Rong Yin: "Who cares, you take it! I will never want your things!"

Yi Huang stopped Rong Yin's pointless fight, and remained calm when facing Zhao Fushuang, "I don't think disgust and justice are contradictory."

"Then you are amazing. I can't do it. I begged so much back then, but the person didn't agree, so I always wanted to chop him up and feed him to the dogs!" After saying that, Zhao Fushuang wanted to leave.

Since she asked, so far, Yi Huang has no reason to be persistent. He picked up the curse pill and frowned after examining it carefully, "Why does this pill have a fishy smell?"

It is rumored that the body of the Mi Curse Pill is red all over, and it will release wisps of delicate fragrance when it is stored naturally.

Zhao Fushuang became interested, stopped and hesitated: "Can't you?"

Rong Yin stepped forward to smell it and frowned, "If you don't believe me, you wouldn't use fake medicine to deceive people, would you? If so, I will drag you to die with me today."

Zhao Fu waved her hands: "I don't want to smell it anymore. It was picked out of the cat's mouth. It is reasonable that the cat has never rinsed its mouth for eight lifetimes, so it should still smell bad. Why is there only fishy smell?"

Rong Yin stared at Zhao Fushuang: "."

How could there be such a bad person in this world?She is more hateful than those monsters who have been pestering her for thousands of years!

Zhao Fushuang smirked, "Just kidding, there's no such thing, don't worry about it."

But when she turned to go out, she whispered again in a voice that everyone could hear: "The cat is not particular about it, it will eat any dead mouse, so it shouldn't be a serious illness."

Rong Yin: "..."

It is said that the kindness of sending charcoal in the snow is unforgettable, but the antidote that Zhao Fushuang sent at this time is particularly hateful!

Yi Huang waved his mana in his hands, washed the elixir, verified it again and again, and confirmed that it was the curse elixir and handed it to Rongyin.

Rong Yin wanted to resist at first, but thinking of how much her senior brother had been humiliated for this pill, she had to take it!

After the elixir entered his abdomen, the thick black energy on Rong Yin's body dissipated, revealing his snow-white skin, which showed the immediate effect of the medicine.

And the effect of the medicine was so good that Yi Huang was surprised again.

No one can understand the Mantra and the Curse Pill better than him.

He has read all the ancient books, and there is no chapter that says that the Mi Curse Pill can cure diseases like this. Most of them take the antidote and supplement it with clearing spells for decades before they can completely eliminate the remaining spells in the body. .

Even though Yi Huang was surprised by the efficacy of the curse pill, he did not dare to be careless, and cast the spell on Rongyin again and again.

Because Yi Huang didn't use up his cultivation for saving people this time, no one from the Demon Race would dare to seek death.

Chiyan Purgatory divides the territory of the human race and the demon race into two, and seals off the demon race.

Now, even if the demon king knew about the existence of the medicine, he was powerless to take the pill!

It's only been nine days, Rong Yin has recovered Qingcheng's appearance, her expression is peaceful, and she is sleeping peacefully like a child.

The pain that has been haunting for thousands of years can be eliminated in just nine days. The effect of this medicine is really incredible!
Rong Yin woke up in the morning.

Feeling the lightness of the body, a delicate face was printed in the bronze mirror. At this moment, Rong Yin's dissatisfaction with Zhao Fushuang's playfulness mostly disappeared.

She tugged on Yi Huang's sleeve and smiled, "Senior brother, long time no see."

Yi Huang looked over, and his expressionless face was also tinged with tenderness.

Reincarnated for thousands of years and unable to return to the teacher's school, Rong Yin couldn't wait to return to Mayfly Mountain once he recovered.

Walking out of the small courtyard, looking up, I saw the crooked old woman under the root of the tree covering the sky and the sun directly opposite the small courtyard.

With one hand resting on her head and a bamboo cane beside her, she slept very casually, and the mottled light spots from the branches of the trees sprinkled on her old face.

It is so peaceful that it seems to have gone west.

(End of this chapter)