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Yue Beibei glanced into his wooden barrel and took a sniff.

The liquid in that barrel had a strange fishy-sweet smell, and was slightly mixed with an ambergris aroma.

Mixed with the fragrance of wooden barrels, it looks like blue musk.

Eight Desolation God Dragon Blood! [

This turned out to be the legendary Dragon Blood of the Eight Desolation Gods!

Yue Beibei once saw a small bottle of this dragon's blood in Shigong's pharmacy.

I've smelled it before, so I recognize it.

He once heard from his master that the small bottle of blood was obtained after the original founder of Ziyun Sect cut and wounded a divine dragon with great effort, and he almost risked his life.

Baby's amazing.

Now Uncle Feng has brought such a big bucket!

How did he get it?

This killing dragon is no better than slaughtering loach, and it can be easily captured.

Yue Beibei circled around Feng Liyan, well, he couldn't see a single wound on his body, he didn't look like he just slaughtered Shenlong...

He suddenly seemed to remember something, and jumped up suddenly!

Where's daddy? !

Every time Feng Liyan brought strange medicinal materials to save his mother, his father would watch the whole process and even help out from time to time.

Why didn't you come this time?

Could it be - this dragon blood was taken by father? !

Dad didn't come this time, could it be that he was seriously injured!

So can't come?

Yue Beibei was very sad, very sad, she blinked her big eyes and almost cried.

Since Qi Luoer's soul was scattered, Yue Beibei not only felt sorry for her mother, but also transferred all her hatred to her father.

He refused to forgive Yue Wushang no matter what. [

Every time he saw Yue Wushang, he would put on a sullen face and ignore him.No one will listen to advice.

Every time he came back from practice, he would come here to accompany his mother.

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