When I finished playing in the scorching sun and returned to the little sun, Hu Qing's hair was so messy that it was impossible to see. She was probably ultra-modern and non-mainstream.
Anyway, there's no one else here, and she doesn't care about her image.
Go find Linglong Zhan.
Linglongzhan was slapped to the edge of the sea of consciousness, and passed through the crystal coral bush. It was rare that the merciless silk blood evil bead demon emperor's order was all there, surrounding Linglongzhan.
The slap of the scorching sun made the exquisite lamp get rid of the old and usher in the new.
The whole lamp is sparkling and there is no rust left.
Hu Qing picked up the exquisite lamp in surprise and marveled: "Look at the color, it is natural and magnificent. It must be dyed with all the changing colors of the sky and the earth."
She gently pushed the outermost cover, and the cover rotated without any ambiguity. If a lamp could be lit inside, it would definitely cast beautiful light and shadow.
Magnificent and colorful.
She couldn't make such an ingenious thing.
The appearance is so imitative that it’s hard to capture the essence. And she can’t match the color just on the top.
What was it made of? Why couldn't she tell at all?
The Demon King's order told her: There is a wick missing.
"What?"
The Demon King's Order: This is a dead shell. Only by finding the wick can it come back to life.
Hu Qing: "...As expected, I still picked up some trash."
but--
"Do you know what it is?"
Demon King's Order: It should be something used in the underworld.
Hu Qing was shocked: "Ghost lantern?"
Silk cloth: "Ghost lamp? Yin object? Why didn't I see it?"
Blood Evil Bead: What the hell is that? Let me go in and have a look.
The ruthless thread tied the lid on the lamp and pulled it out, and the blood-evil beads swished in and swung around in the lampstand.
Hu Qing immediately felt distressed: "Come out here. It takes the soul of a dragon to make it a little wet inside."
The blood evil bead rolled down the lampstand, burrowed randomly through the gaps in the space inside, and came out: nothing interesting, nothing.
What else can there be? I didn’t listen to the Demon King’s order. Without a wick, this is just a dead shell.
"What is a wick? Where can I find it?"
I don’t know the Demon King’s order: it depends on fate.
It was fate. Hu Qingmo was silent. Maybe there was such a fate. After all, she was so good at picking up garbage.
well.
"When Hu Nuan comes back, I will take her to the fairy world."
Silk cloth is inexplicable, why did he suddenly say this?
Hu Qing said: "Go to the fairy world to pick up rags. As for Hu Nuan, huh, she lives too comfortably. She has never suffered much since she was a child."
Regarding this, Silk Bu made no comment. Hu Nuan has never suffered? For you, Hu Nuan has been on the front line killing demons for ten years at a young age!
Hu Qing entered the space with Linglong Zhan, feeling a little worried. She was afraid that she would no longer be able to stay in Xiaoli Realm. The demons would definitely find her out about the Demon Emperor's Order. Staying in Xiaoli Realm was like catching a turtle in a urn. Hu Qing
We can't keep Nuan, those people who can't catch themselves will definitely catch Hu Nuan.
In addition, this exquisite lamp, which seemed to be something from the underworld, also gave Hu Qing a premonition that her future life would not be peaceful.
Perhaps, all this was doomed when she met the big demon sealed by the Demon King's order.
etc!
At that time, the alchemist Hu Ranyan made a definite appointment with him to meet with the immortal world. Could it be that he had anticipated the trouble caused by the Demon King's Order?
Then why didn't he take away the Demon King's Order?!
Resentful.
Returning to the space, Hu Qing put the exquisite lamp in a high cabinet. He found a transparent jar and threw the Moyuan Pill into it. It was like a yo-yo.
She grasped the dagger again and opened the black dragon's mouth with a solemn expression.
Silk cloth was frightened: "You are so scary. What else did you think of?"
Hu Qing never hid anything from him and couldn't hide it. He expressed his suspicions and finally sighed: "I have truly received the blessings of Xiaoli Realm and have to leave. You know how unwilling I am."
Silk cloth said: "Some people are destined not to stay."
"Like your ex?"
"Well. There were several times when he got fed up and became discouraged. He hid, hid, and even sealed his soul to become a mortal. As a result, he couldn't even live in peace as a mortal. He died after all his hard work and energy ran out. He said
This is his fate, he will not be able to live a pure life."
Hu Qing: "..." How pitiful. He must have died of exhaustion while being an emperor in the mortal world.
Silk cloth Youyou said: "It's the regent. He was so exhausted that he was beaten to death."
"...Xiaobu, let's discuss it. When we get to the fairy world, you can leave with the Demon Emperor's order."
Silk Fried Hair: "What do you mean!"
Hu Qing: "I think you might... be a hindrance to the Lord."
Interfering with the Lord?
he?
Go to hell!
Take a roll of silk and roll it into a thin rope, wrap it around Hu Qing's neck and cross it hard: "Ahhhh--"
Hu Qing giggled like an old hen: "I am a spirit body, it's useless even if you strangle my neck."
Silk cloth roared again, then went outside and strangled Hu Qing's real neck.
Hu Qing didn't care, could he really strangle her to death?
The short knife was inserted into the mouth of the black dragon, and the skin and scales were peeled off. The short knife was very sharp, and the skin was peeled off very quickly and cleanly. Hu Qing peeled while cutting the blood vessels along the way to collect the dragon's blood. This is the best material for drawing talismans. Wait for her
Make the dragon skin and use the blood of the dragon skin to make a talisman. It is more powerful than the best high-grade talisman on the market.
Of course, the black dragon is just a dragon, not comparable to a real dragon. A real dragon - don't dare to think about it.
The flesh of the dragon is edible and contains a lot of spiritual power. Cut it up and store it in a jade box to eat slowly. The tendons of the dragon are a good thing and can be used to make soft implements, whips, bowstrings, etc. The bones of the dragon can be used to make hard implements. The membranes in the body cavity can be made into
The drum heads and offal...are edible, but she doesn't like them very much. She might as well use them for fattening.
Hu Qing used his spiritual power to carry a large pile of offal to the small mulberry tree, dug a deep hole around it, chopped the offal and the like into fine pieces, sprinkled it in, and filled it with soil.
"This should be enough, right? I don't know how to fertilize professionally. Well, there is feces in the intestines, so that's it."
Looking at the Great Plains with arms akimbo, it's very good. The transplanted plants are almost dead.
Is it because there is no air or lack of light in the space?
But the little mulberry tree is growing well, can it carry out respiration?
The water in the dug lake is very clear, but calm without a trace of ripples. It looks like stagnant water at first glance.
Hu Qing sighed and turned to the little mulberry tree: "You have grown up so well. When you grow up, our space will look better."
Puff puff--
Under Hu Qing's eyes, one, two or three small bags popped out from the branch where the unique big mulberry hung.
It was very small, not even as big as a mung bean, and tender and light green. Hu Qing lay on it and opened his eyes as wide as possible. Yes, it was a mulberry, and three small mulberries grew out of it.
Just——not blooming?
Wait—are there male and female mulberry trees?
Well, this is not an ordinary mulberry tree, this is the hibiscus where the Golden Crow lives. It doesn’t talk about science, just about its happiness.
Hu Qing looked at the big mulberry fruit. It seemed to be more ripe and more purple than before. Do you want to eat it or not? Forget it, let's wait until it is ripe.
After putting away the materials for the black dragon, Hu Qing planned to go to the valley to do some preliminary processing, so as to maintain the best use effect.
Coming out of the space, she felt suffocated. The silk cloth was tightened around her neck.
This is so narrow-minded.
Silk cloth: Am I being petty? It’s obviously your bad mouth!