Misty son hurried to Hei hei, smiled a few times, and then said, "don't dare."

But his eyes were still staring at the blood clots in the basin.

It looks like a baby.

It doesn't look like an expert, like a local ruffian.

It looks disgusting.

He Feng was a little impatient. His temperament was quite urgent. Looking at piaomizi, he couldn't talk or shit.

He Feng only felt sick for a while. He said impatiently to the misty son, "I said, old man, if you don't say it again, I'll do it!"

Let alone misty son, he is so TMD cheap.

It can be said that he Feng had a tendency to be abused. As soon as he Feng threatened, he immediately counseled, and then quickly nodded and bowed to He Feng.

"Don't introduce it. We have something to discuss, something to discuss!"

When talking, he was flattering and looked like a waiter.

Indeed, I heard piaomizi's beard repeatedly, and then said, "this is not an ordinary thing. Although it seems that he is useless, it is actually of great use."

"Talk less nonsense, pick up the key points and say what's the use of these things?" He Feng waved his hand and said angrily.

The old man is too wordy. He hasn't talked about the key points for so long. If he was allowed to go around here, he might go to bed at night and didn't hear the key points he wanted to hear.

Seeing that he was anxious, the wispy son quickly picked up the essence and abandoned the dross to remove those words that were merely rhetorical paving.

Then he said, "it's such a thing. This thing can be used for cultivation!"

"Oh." He Feng was short of interest and cultivation. It's ridiculous. Do you still need to cultivate my strength? You are telling a bully that you can improve your grades by reading this learning material.

Chicken ribs are tasteless. It's a pity to abandon them!

Seeing he Feng's expression, misty son immediately felt the opportunity, and then smiled and said, "since this thing is of no use to you, why don't you let me take it away?"

When talking, he couldn't help stretching out his claws.

Looking at the claws groping for himself, he Feng hates this episode. It's like salty pig's hands. He can't drive it away.

He immediately slapped on the back of the ethereal hand, and it turned red in an instant.

Then I heard him say angrily to the misty son, "I said, old man, if the world is really discussed, I'm the first and you're the second. Do you need to be so low? Do you need to be so interested in this thing?"

After listening to his words, piaomiko's heart suddenly became sour, his eyes were wet, and he always wanted to cry.

Second, what a ridiculous ranking. It's embarrassing. It has to endure the third firepower and the first pressure. It's just a mouse. It still stays in the bellows.

One word annoys both ends.

He smiled bitterly at He Feng and said, "this thing is really useful to me."

But as soon as his voice fell, he Feng only saw that he Feng had taken out a small porcelain bottle from the space, and then slowly squeezed the ice in the bottle with tweezers bit by bit.

Misty son's eyes were full of reluctance, but he couldn't refute or stop it. He had to look at He Feng with grief and put it into his bag little by little.

Strength is not allowed!

Pressure is the driving force. I secretly warn myself that I should mind my own business and stay at home for 10 years and 8 years.

Then he recovered his strength and buried himself in it for ten years. Ten years later, he Feng looked up and met him.

This sentence is a little familiar, isn't it? Indeed, it is what yuan Datou once said.

After cleaning up all this, he Feng held up the small bottle and said to piaomiko with a smile, "tell me what use this thing is. Maybe I'll give it to you as soon as I'm happy!"

Misty son made up his mind and didn't say anything. If he Feng knew what the use was, he would never give it to himself.

So he had to clench his teeth and keep his mouth shut.

Then find a chance to exchange other things from He Feng.

Well, that's good. It's a change.

He Feng is not the kind of person who will give things to others casually. He is used to being poor. He only takes everything and junk to his home. He can't take things outside easily.

You can't see that there are still dozens of broken cars robbed from the Musketeers in the space of mending the sky stone.

It's a waste of resources to put this thing in the space of tonic stone and in a portable storage space, but he Feng is happy.

If piaomizi learned that he Feng used precious space to put this thing, he was afraid he would vomit blood with anger.

Because in the cultivation world, a space, even a small space, is extremely precious.

He Feng has known him for so long and never saw him take it out to give me space.

After taking the bottle back into the space, he Feng looked at the misty son in front of him and asked for the last time, "I said the old man can speak now."

But the misty son shook his head very firmly. The meaning could not be understood more. No matter how, I just didn't say it.

He Feng smiled bitterly twice. He always felt that the misty son in front of him was fat recently and dared to disobey his orders. He said in a slightly threatening tone: "old man, what should you do if you say a person's skin is tight?"

Misty son's face turned white with a brush, but at this time, the door of the clinic was opened with a bang.

Liu Xiaodong, who was packing up the herbs outside, looked up and saw only the flustered Liu San coming and looking at the flustered Liu San in front of him.

Liu Xiaodong, who was packing things, asked strangely, "what's the matter with the third brother?"

Liu San waved his hand again and again, then wiped the sweat on his head, and then said to He Feng, "something happened to the boss. Something was dug out in the back mountain cave."

He Feng suddenly felt refreshed, and then asked in some surprise, "how can we dig out any ancient tombs in the back mountain?"

But Liu San quickly waved his hand, and then said bitterly, "there's no way to dig out something written in Japanese. I don't know what it is. Iron pimples are like oxygen bottles."

After hearing Liu San's words, he Feng suddenly changed his face, and then complained to Liu San: "don't lead the way quickly."

Just a few steps away, he thought of the misty son on one side. He Feng turned around and shouted at the house: "don't be idle, old man, come with me."

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