I Can Become a Treasure by Picking Up Garbage

"It turns out that this thing is called an alchemy furnace, not a furnace tripod..."

Lin Hong looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed, and turned to find the corresponding herbal medicine for Immortal Rongyan Pill on the spot.

"Junior Brother, is it really okay?" Fan Zhengqing was very unsure.

"Do not worry."

Lin Hong sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, the secret path was similar to casting puppets.

Soon, he began to throw the herbs into the alchemy furnace one by one.

Fan Zhengqing smiled bitterly: "Junior brother, let's go find a master alchemy."

How can such a brutal technique become a pill?

As everyone knows, although Lin Hong's technique is rough, it is thick and thin. Because of the system, he can control every minute.

The so-called extreme tediousness is minimalism, and this is the truth.

Not long after, Lin Hong exhaled for a long time, looking at the sticky mass in the alchemy furnace, and the secret came.

You don't need to be so cumbersome when you are on the earth. You can use a variety of tools to form a pill, you only need to use the power of immortality to separate one by one.

Soon, the elixir gradually took shape.

"There are only two..." Raising his hand and patted the alchemy furnace, two pills flew out, and Lin Hong whispered.

"Song Dan? And there are two more?!"

Fan Zhengqing was very shocked. He had never heard of anyone who refines the Immortal Face Pill that can produce two in a row!

Lin Hong took the two pills in his hand and handed one of them to him: "Brother, come one, and be careful to burn it."

Fan Zhengqing was not polite and swallowed directly after taking it.

"It will take a while to take effect, and then we will go to Xiaoyu, don't worry."

Lin Hong hugged his shoulders and waited quietly.

Not long after, Fan Zhengqing let out a sulky breath, his appearance has been restored, and he has improved to the next level.

"Handsome." Lin Hong gave a thumbs up.

"But it's still not as good as you..."

Fan Zhengqing was in a good mood.

This is the truth, Lin Hong's appearance alone is enough to kill most handsome boys in seconds.

Lin Hong coughed slightly: "Don't talk about this, we always had to meet up in the past, brother, you take this one."

After he said, he gave out the other old face pill that he had just now.

"Junior Brother, such a precious thing..."

Fan Zhengqing was a little bit awkward, and indeed he shouldn't go empty-handed, but this pill is too precious.

"Brother, why are you polite to me?" Lin Hong pretended to be unhappy.

"Lin Immortal King's skills are so impressive that people admire him."

The host on the side was flattering and sweating profusely.

Not only is he strong, he also knows how to make formations, and he also knows the elixir. It is so strong that he is abnormal!

After that, Lin Hong took Fan Zhengqing away from the Duobao Tower, got on the flying saucer, and went straight to the distance.

"Quickly, contact the headquarters!" At this point, the host yelled.

"It's not good, the headquarters was razed to the ground for unknown reasons. The Duobao Buildings in several surrounding cities declared independence!"

An employee stumbled and ran up, shouting.

For a moment, the poster was unbelievable: "It turned out to be...really?"

He lost his strength and knelt down, and in the end, he also declared independence. So far, the Duobao Tower is still there, but it is no longer the Duobao Tower.

"Junior Brother... Still don't want it, right?"

On the other side, in the flying saucer, Fan Zhengqing backed away from time to time, finally leaning against the wall.

Lin Hong pressed on step by step, seeing that he had nowhere to go: "Brother, it's you, what are you fighting against?"

It's just a change of clothes, as if on the battlefield.

"This dress looks so weird."

Fan Zhengqing looked at the suit in his hand with a wry smile.

"Just put it on, sir, haw." Lin Hong said, squeezing the suit to him, and turned to concentrate on driving the flying saucer.

"This dress..."

Fan Zhengqing hesitated in the face of clothes he had never seen before.

But in the end, he chose to trust Lin Hong and put on the clothes directly.

He tentatively asked: "How is it?"

"You are so handsome, don't believe me, let my apprentice come out to taste and taste."

Lin Hong finished speaking with a smile and released Xue Qianhan.

"Master, what's the matter?" Xue Qianhan rubbed his eyes before sleeping.

"What do you think of my brother wearing this suit?"

Lin Hong raised his hand and rubbed her head.

Xue Qianhan blinked: "Uncle Master? Very handsome."

"That's great……"

Fan Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how weird the clothes are, he just needs to be handsome.

"I'm there, are you ready?" Lin Hong said suddenly.

"What? Still, not yet."

Fan Zhengqing was stunned. It only took a few minutes for his calculation.

Lin Hong heard the words: "It's no good to go back now."

He took the takeoff disc directly, and he held Xue Qianhan down.

Right below, a team is slowly advancing, it is the people of the Nether Palace, and the leading general is the ancient irony.

He is sitting on the open-air sedan chair, although he has no arm, he is still chic.

"Xiaoyu!"

Fan Zhengqing was also descending, and found that the disheveled **** the sedan was Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but yell.

"Who?!" Gu Satire was startled and ordered to stop, then drew his long knife and looked towards the sky.

"The one who killed you!!"

Fan Zhengqing recalled all the past, his eyes were red.

Gu sneered grinningly: "It turns out that it's you trash...wait, Fairy King Realm?!"

The expression on his face gradually changed to fear, and I saw that Fan Zhengqing was walking through the air. This is something that the Immortal King Realm can do!

"The next step is to watch the show."

On the other side, Lin Hong hugged Xue Qianhan, sitting on a cloud.

"Master, why can you sit on it?" Xue Qianhan grabbed it with his hands and found that these clouds had no actual volume at all.

"Because Shui Xuanjue...Want to learn? Master took the time to teach you."

Lin Hong smiled drowningly, the cloud itself was just water vapor. With Shui Xuanjue, of course he could sit on it.

"Yeah! Thank you, Master!" Xue Qianhan kissed him on the cheek.

"Does this count as taking advantage of me..."

Lin Hong complained silently in his heart, very helpless.

This Nizi's feelings for herself are getting more and more crooked. She thought she would be fine when she grows up, but now she grows up, she deviates from the normal track more and more.

On the other side, Fan Zhengqing has already landed.

He is bare-handed, but he is so powerful that anyone who stares at him will have fear from the bottom of his heart.

Except Xiaoyu: "Is it...is it you?"

"It's me, I'm here to pick you up, and I will kill all those who have bullied you."

Fan Zhengqing's eyes were red and he clenched his fists.

"I am now the leading general of the Nether Hall. If you kill me, you will be against the Nether Hall. That will leave you no place in the immortal world!" At this time, the ancient irony was frightened.

"Do you think I would be afraid? If the Netherworld Palace wants to protect a sinister villain like you, then you will never die!"

After Fan Zhengqing said, he twisted his neck and slowly approached him.

"Don't come over, don't come over, I **** told you not to come over again!" Gu Satire roared, and then pinched Xiaoyu's throat next to him with his remaining arm, "You take a step forward, then..."

Before he finished speaking ~www.readwn.com~, his eyes widened.

"So what?" Fan Zhengqing's words were filled with coldness, and there was an extra arm that was still bleeding in his hand.

I saw that, I don't know when, the only arm left by Gu Satire has also been broken.

The immortal king is not something that the immortal monarch can match, let alone the immortal king who is capable of fighting against the half-god realm like Fan Zhengqing?

"Good means, hahahaha..."

The ancient irony had both arms gone, and he was laughing wildly at this time, showing contempt.

He turned to say: "I'm tired of playing with your woman, and I often reward her to a bunch of subordinates and play with it wantonly."

The so-called murder and condemnation, even death, can't make people feel better.

"Asshole!"

Fan Zhengqing's eyes were red, and he came close in an instant, raising his hand to grab his collar.