Not only does Mr. Jing have to pay a visit, but he also has to go play in the autumn breeze. Mr. Yan Chun doesn't know what other rare treasures he has in his house.
Yan Chunjun nodded and said: "That's natural. Naturally, the Snow Girl is the main one today."
He pondered for a moment and then said: "I wonder if my little brother still has the Ghost Control Pill and the Real Person Pill? These two pills are extremely extraordinary, and I want to exchange a few more."
Although Jueying swallowed a real-life pill, he was still no match for the person in front of him, but it was a fact that his strength had greatly increased. In Yan Chunjun's opinion, it should be because he had swallowed less pills, and the person in front of him must not have known that he had swallowed it.
How many immortal elixirs would it take to have such power!
The Ghost Control Pill is extremely useful, and the "human dog" he is holding in his hand is the best proof.
After taking one pill, even his enemies will become as obedient as dogs. The most important thing is loyalty. If he gets a few more of these ghost-controlling pills, he can create a group of "human dogs"!
He, Yan Chunjun, has always been very particular about appearance, demeanor and ostentation. If there is a group of "human dogs", it will be extremely popular!
Jing Zhou felt happy, but he didn't expect that Yan Chunjun was still paying attention to the pill.
For a killer like Jueying, swallowing a real-life pill would be the most effective. If he swallowed it again, he would develop resistance and the effect would be minimal. Xu Fu had swallowed countless pills. Even the Juxian Pill was eaten like jelly beans.
It's like this. After living for most of my life, I haven't seen any great strength in my body.
But since Yan Chunjun wants to buy it, he is naturally very happy. These pills are all free anyway, and they will make a huge profit. When they are used up, they can go to Xu Fu's place to fight the autumn wind.
"Of course we have this elixir, but it is not easy to refine and the elixir is very expensive~" Jing Zhou waved his hand, and the cold air in Feixue Pavilion gathered, and flew back to his palm like a bird in the forest.
"Could this person be a Taoist? What a powerful technique! There is a secret technique in Taoism called Wanchuan Qiushui. I think this person has practiced to a very deep level!" Jueying glanced at the gauze curtain on the second floor with fear.
Get up from the ground and return to Yan Chunjun.
Just a drop of water left him powerless to resist. This kind of cultivation, even in a trap, has already reached the level of first-class strength.
Yan Chunjun clapped his hands, and a man came up from behind, holding a sandalwood box in his hand.
The man walked a few steps to the side and handed the sandalwood box into the hands of the frightened maid who was hiding aside.
Lord Yan Chun said: "This is natural. Since it is a panacea, it must be worth a lot of money."
After a while, the maid brought the sandalwood box to the private room on the second floor.
Yan Chunjun smiled and said, "I wonder if little brother is satisfied?"
He is the most powerful and status person in the Yan Kingdom. There is nothing in this world that Yan Chunjun cannot afford!
Jingzhou opened the box and took a look, handed it to Da Siming, and said loudly: "Satisfied, Lord Yan Chun is indeed extremely generous!"
Can he be dissatisfied? This pill was given by Xu Fu for free. It cost nothing. In his hands, it was nothing more than jelly beans used to feed the birds.
"There are not many good people like Yan Chunjun in the world~"
Jing Zhou sighed in his heart and said with a smile: "But, this elixir can't be exchanged for gold, silver and jewels. I believe Yan Chunjun also knows that the more wonderful the elixir, the more precious the medicinal materials required.
Especially the immortal elixir, which opens up a person's yin and yang meridians and stimulates a person's potential, is not easy to refine."
When Da Siming heard this, he still didn't understand. He didn't know what bad ideas he was thinking about. It was just like what he said. There are many wealthy nobles in these seven countries who are stupid.
Gao Jianli's ears twitched, and he thought to himself: "Open up the two qi of yin and yang and stimulate the human body's potential. There is such an effective elixir in this world! Who is this person? He can actually come up with such a magical elixir."
Although he is a musician, he is also proficient in kung fu. How could he not know how troublesome it would be to connect the two qi of yin and yang!
Yan Chunjun pondered for a moment and said loudly: "Hahaha, this is natural. If little brother needs any medicinal materials, just list them. There are also some medicinal materials in this palace, which are considered precious. I think they can meet little brother's requirements.
Even if this medicinal material is not available in the palace, I can just ask my subordinates to collect it later."
Jing Zhou ordered the maid waiting aside to get the pen and ink.
When the maid came over with the pen and ink, Jingzhou took the pen and paper and wrote a large page eloquently.
A kind and generous person like Yan Chunjun is really endearing.
From now on, there will be one more person who can make money.
"The above are the required medicinal materials. These two are ghost-control pills. As for the real-person pill, it is extremely precious and difficult to refine. I don't have it with me at this time. I will send it to Lord Yanchun's house another day."
A blue light dragged a page of paper and a small box to the front of Yanchun Jun's sedan.
"Hahaha, okay!"
"A gentleman does not win anyone's love. Since I like the dance of Snow Maiden, I will not disturb your enjoyment here. If you are free, I would like to come to my palace to get together."
"Go home!"
Yan Chunjun glanced at the piece of paper and left Feixue Pavilion with a group of people in the blink of an eye.
At this time, he had obtained two new ghost-control pills, and Yan Chunjun could not wait to create two more "human dogs".
As for the snow girl, he felt a pity and let it go.
She was just a dancing girl. Although she looked pretty, there was no woman in his house. It would be good to get a taste of it. Since the Yin Yang family fell in love with Yuki Onna, he went with the flow and let her out.
That’s okay too.
Not only did the young man have various elixirs in his hands, but he also had extraordinary strength. In addition, he had the Yin Yang Family as his backing, which was enough for him to spend a lot of time trying to win over.
"Young men are full of blood and love women. I will give in to you, and I am not afraid that you will not take the bait!"
"This kid Yan Dan has always been restless. Do you think that joining the Mo family will provide you with a backer?"
Yan Chunjun was sitting in the sedan playing with two ghost-controlling pills, but he despised Yan Dan's little tricks in his heart. He had cooperated with Luo Sheng for a long time, so he naturally knew how to use Luo Sheng to eliminate enemies.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Suddenly his eyes lit up again. If he could connect with the Yin and Yang family through this young man, wouldn't it be another weapon? It was just some women's money. He Yan Chun
You are the only one who is not short of this woman’s money!
The people of the Mo family just want to be more stable. If they follow Yan Dan to make some small moves, he will not show mercy.
The winter in Yan State is long and cold, and there will be heavy snowfall for more than a month throughout the winter.
At this time, there was already thick snow covering the ground outside, dyeing the entire world white.
There was heavy snowflakes floating in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse of white, boundless.
There is a lake behind Feixue Pavilion, which is covered with ice for three feet.
Beside the lake is a pavilion, with a person sitting at a table in the courtyard, and two maids wearing generous coats waiting on the side.
There is a stove in the pavilion. A pot of wine is warmed above the stove, and two plates of fresh fruits are placed beside the stove.
Although there is heavy snow outside, when the snowflakes reach the pavilion, they are like hitting a wall, flying backwards one by one, or falling on the edge of the pavilion.
The two maids put their feet up and glanced at the eucalyptus table in the middle. Then their eyes couldn't help but quietly moved up and landed on the painting. They couldn't help but feel shy on their faces. Even though it was a freezing day.
, but their bodies were warm, and their cheeks were red, as if they had drank two large bowls of Yanguo's fire clouds.
At this time, a red shadow came from afar through the snow. At first, the figure was still a hundred meters away, but in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the pavilion.
Jingzhou glanced back and saw a few snowflakes mixed in Da Siming's hair, which made her pretty face look even more attractive.
Da Siming took the jug from the stove, poured a glass of warm wine and placed it on the eucalyptus table. He glanced at the two maids on the side and said quietly: "Sir, the news just came from Xianyang that Lu Buwei is dead."
"The Empress Dowager Zhao also died of depression in Xianyang Palace."
This glance seems to come from the Nine Nether Hell, which brings people to the underworld. It also seems to see countless hungry ghosts paving the pavilion. The temperature of the pavilion, which was already very cold, has dropped sharply, and it seems to have turned into an ice cave.
The two maids immediately trembled and their bodies became half stiff.
"oh"
The word was spoken warmly, like a spring breeze, blowing away the long winter, and falling into people's hearts with great warmth. When the two maids heard the voice, the evil images in front of their eyes were shattered, and the coldness on their bodies also dissipated.
The two looked at each other and lowered their heads obediently, like quails, not daring to look at the woman in red.
"It's not easy for the two of them to come out to serve us in this winter. Besides, it's not a secret. There's nothing to hide. It's just that a few unimportant people died." Jing Zhou put down his pen and said with satisfaction.
Nodding to a painting on the table.
"What do you think of this painting?" Jing Zhou pointed towards the table.
"Your paintings are naturally excellent." Although Da Siming was shy, he praised it sincerely.
Jingzhou smiled and said, "You never tell lies. I like to hear this."
This snowy day, warming wine and describing the beauty, was deeply loved by Mr. Jing.
When the mood comes, maybe Mr. Jing will sing a few lines of "forbidden poetry".
That's not how sentences like "gradually hearing the sweet voice, touching the spring spring" come from.
There are also different opinions: "The one who thinks about beauty is Gongsun Linglong, the one who does not depend on his reputation is Gongsun Linglong, the one who has extraordinary personality is Gongsun Linglong, the one who is harmless to humans and animals is Gongsun Linglong. No matter how ugly you are, you still have to fall in love, and the world is full of love."
And enough.
Da Siming hid the shyness on his face and said, "My lord, it seems that you are not surprised."
Jingzhou looked at the paintings on the table carefully twice and said slowly: "Lu Buwei's death was God's will."
Not to mention Lu Buwei's ambition, the old guy's honest affair with Zhao Ji alone made Ying Zheng furious. What's more, Ying Zheng was assassinated when he was on a mission to South Korea. No matter which of these two reasons, it was enough to make Ying Zheng furious.
Political general Lu Buwei was dismembered by his five horses.
"Besides, if Lu Buwei doesn't die, His Excellency Donghuang will probably be unhappy."
Da Siming immediately lowered his head. "Your Excellency Donghuang" was not something she could discuss.
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