The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

Feng Jiu was startled, "Ah? Why don't you know me! I only worried about you when you were friends, and followed you all the way—"

So, is it their responsibility that he is like this now?Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er keenly heard the meaning behind his words.

Unexpectedly, being stared at by the two at the same time, Feng Jiu felt terrified in his heart.

My mother, why did these two people put him under no less pressure than the group of skull demons just now?

Facing the two people's gazes, Feng Jiu's voice gradually weakened, "Actually, we can make friends. Before, I cleared up a lot for you..."

Speaking of this, Qu Tan'er remembered, "The kits you gave out just now, what's in them?"

Feng Jiu showed reluctance, "Actually, it's not a very good treasure, but it's not unusual..." He faltered, and finally added, "Actually, it's just something that is helpful for practicing secret arts. .”

Qu Tan'er became impatient. After all the talk, there was no substance at all. What kind of answer is this, "What exactly is it?"

Feng Jiu shook his head and told her, "Blood essence."

Qu Tan'er thought she heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

Feng Jiu replied again, "Blood Essence Po, you...you don't know yet?" He hesitated, looking through Qu Tan'er, and cast his eyes on Mo Liancheng.

Mr. Mou took it easy, washed it clean, stood up, walked in front of Feng Jiu, and reached out his hand very bluntly, "Bring it."

Feng Jiu took a step back, "What, what?"

Mo Liancheng glanced at him lightly, "Blood Essence, in exchange for the kindness you owe us."

Qu Tan'er also walked over with a smile on her face, and only then did she understand why a certain master asked Feng Jiu to repay his favor just now.

She never liked to owe others, and naturally, she didn't want others to owe her either.

This Feng Jiu is a little weird, and it is best to keep clean with him in this way.

Moreover, in the Cloud Tribe, many people are practicing secret arts, but unfortunately they have been stagnant at a certain stage. What they lack may be these low-level and easy-to-digest blood essence souls?

After making up her mind, it is even more impossible for Qu Tan'er to let Feng Jiu go.

Feng Jiu shook his head with a pale face, and at the same time, backed up again and again, "You, are you robbing in broad daylight?"

Qu Tan'er snorted, "Could it be that you think that your little life is worth a few bags of blood essence?"

Feng Jiu roared angrily, "We are friends!"

Qu Tan'er rolled his eyes at him, "That's your wishful thinking."

Feng Jiu glared at her, then at Mo Liancheng who nodded in agreement, and finally, unwillingly, took out six bags of kits and muttered, "You grab everything from your friends, you are not enough friends!"

Qu Tan'er thought it was funny, does this person not understand human speech?However, I didn't bother to correct him, so I just weighed the kit in my hand, the small kit contained two and the big kit contained three, I took them out and counted them, a total of fifteen blood essence souls.

Compared with the blood essence of the bald eagle she refined, it is much smaller in size and dull in color.

Qu Tan'er rubbed it twice secretly, um, it's not very smooth, and it's not hot.

Last time, the blood essence soul of the bald mountain eagle was packed by old patriarch Yun in a box, which was very hot, but later he snatched it from other tribes, including the blood essence soul carried by Feng Jiu today, but just casually Packed in a bag, much more ordinary.So, can she understand that these blood essences are not as advanced as the bald mountain eagle?