Murong Feixue immediately stopped and patted the ashes with both hands. He said to Long Ming behind him: "Okay, let's go back to the inn and have a rest now. The silver-faced Supreme didn't succeed in his treacherous plan this time, and he will definitely come back!
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"That's right! Not to mention that he is still thinking about the Nuwa Stone on your body, even for the crimes he committed, we have to go to him to settle the matter!"
After Long Ming finished speaking, he put his arms around Murong Feixue's shoulders. As if to encourage and comfort him, he gave Murong Feixue a warm embrace. To this day, he still can't forget that after Feixue activated the soul possession, he saw the cause of her mother's death.
He had never seen such an excited Feixue before. He would never sit idly by with such hatred.
"You're right..." Murong Feixue raised her head, looking at Long Ming's resolute jaw, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
The group said goodbye, and Li Moge took his unconscious sister and his dejected adopted sister back to the Li family. By the way, he also gave two invitations to Murong Feixue and Long Ming. It was Bingxue one day later.
City treasure hunt conference. If you can get the breath finder from that treasure hunt conference, it will not be a problem to find the whereabouts of the Silver Faced Supreme.
When Long Ming, Murong Feixue, Snake Demon, Li Daiyuan, and Huahua returned to the inn, they discovered that the entire inn was already packed with people. I don’t know what happened. There were three floors of people inside and three floors outside.
People gathered around there, seeming to be watching something strange.
"Passing by! Don't miss it... This is a once-in-a-lifetime resurrection pill. Come on, come on, it's one hundred taels of silver! You are an innocent child. After passing this village, there is no such store!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Long Ming's eyes immediately lit up. He stretched out his hand to pull Murong Feixue, and with one step, he led Murong Feixue through the crowds of people and arrived at the door of the inn.
At a glance, he saw an old man with a gray beard, pointing to the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand with one hand, and making circles in the air with the other hand. Standing under the gaze of the crowd, he did not look embarrassed at all. He was promoting him eloquently.
The panacea. I don’t know how long I have been fooling myself, but there are already hundreds of people watching here.
"Old Taoist priest, is the resurrection pill you said true or false? If I beat you to death and feed you another pill, can you still come back to life?"
"Yes, yes! That's so absurd! You can't buy such a pill for even one million taels of silver outside. You only need one hundred taels of silver? Brag..."
"That's right! It must be a big scam. We might as well go next door and watch the monkey show! Standing here for a long time in the sun is like a ghost!"
The crowd made many questioning sounds, and many people snorted disdainfully and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the old man in white was very unconvinced. He directly raised a sword and wiped his neck. Blood spurted out. The man also fell to the ground. He looked like he was dying there, but he was not dead.
Xindi stretched out his hand to uncork the blue and white porcelain bottle and took a pill.
Everyone was horrified and couldn't believe that this old man could be so decisive. In order to prove that his elixir was effective, he did not hesitate to cut his own neck. Almost no one believed that this old man could still survive.
