Chapter 191 A mouthful of phlegm from the little turtle
"Hmm... shall I drink it?" The little turtle glanced at Shen Ming with a guilty conscience. Although he was very eager for the three bottles of wild beast blood in front of him, he seemed to have boasted a little too much, so he inevitably felt guilty.
"It's okay, if you don't think it's enough, there's another warrior-level essence here!" Without saying anything, Shen Ming took out the vessel containing the warrior-level essence from the space bracelet.
"I'll go! Master is awesome!"
The little turtle was no longer calm now, it was getting angry this time! It didn't expect Shen Ming to be so generous!
"It's okay, just eat it! But I'll say it first. After drinking three bottles of wild beast blood, plus a warrior-level essence, you should be quite satisfied, right? The unicorn mysterious beast will probably like it very much.
Yes!" Shen Ming looked at the little turtle with a smile, and his words were full of threats!
When the little turtle heard this, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and secretly cursed Shen Ming in his heart: This cheater.
"You're welcome, I prepared this all for you! Feel free to enjoy it!" Shen Ming's face was filled with enthusiasm and hospitality, but he didn't know when the fish knife appeared in his hand and was already placed on the little turtle's neck.
"Master, let's just play, don't make fun, don't joke with the knife!" The little turtle looked at the blood-red fish knife on his neck and was instantly frightened.
"Stop talking nonsense to me and drink!"
"Ok! No problem at all!"
The little turtle also tried his best. He grabbed three bottles of the blood of the wild beast and drank them all.
"throat!"
The little turtle suddenly turned red all over, as if on fire.
"Should we start?" Shen Ming was still a little excited. Thinking on his heels, he knew that the little turtle was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Pfft!"
As soon as the foul-smelling gas filled the air, Shen Ming looked at the yellow gas visible to the naked eye, and everyone was dumbfounded.
At this moment, the redness on the little turtle's body was fading away, and the whole turtle was lying on the ground comfortably, as if it had just finished a sauna.
"Is this the end?"
Shen Ming endured the stench, picked up the little turtle in disbelief, and carefully searched for the changes in the little turtle's body.
However, Shen Ming was disappointed in the end. After drinking three bottles of wild beast blood, the little turtle showed no change at all.
"I...three bottles of wild beast blood! I think it's worth it if you grow taller!" Shen Ming's heart was bleeding. He had spent so much money, how could this guy...
Shen Ming didn't know how to comfort himself. He only felt his heart hurt and silently put away the warrior-level essence.
This is no longer a matter of money. More than 10 million is nothing to Shen Ming now. But these three bottles of wild beast blood are real and hard-won. Shen Ming almost died in a dark street. Is this the result?
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In the daze, the little turtle finally woke up and sniffed as if he could smell the fragrance.
"Master, what delicious food are you making? This turtle is willing to test the poison for Master!"
The little turtle yelled, but the next second he realized something was wrong.
"Who tied me up?"
"The tortoise soup should be quite tonic, right?" Shen Ming took a sip of the soup base and nodded with satisfaction.
The little turtle on the side was completely stunned. He hurriedly begged for mercy and shouted: "Stop joking, master! Turtle meat is not delicious!"
"Drink three bottles of my wild beast's blood, and I'll give you a shit! If I don't make you a full banquet, I'm afraid I'll die of suffocation!" Shen Ming really felt sorry for him. For such a dead bastard, the system fell into a deep sleep.
, and also wasted his biggest trump card, but only got this ending.
How could Shen Ming not be angry? His lungs were about to explode!
"Master... stop making trouble! hei tui!"
The little turtle begged for mercy and spit thick phlegm into the pot.
Shen Ming looked at the spitting little turtle and really hated why the fish knife in his hand was not 40 meters long!
But before Shen Ming could get angry, a strong cold air suddenly hit him. Shen Ming turned around and saw that the boiling pot had been frozen into ice!
Shen Ming looked down, and the extreme coldness even made Shen Ming's eyes sting, and he quickly retracted the probe.
"I'm going, what the hell? My eyeballs were almost frozen!" Shen Ming touched his face, and there was frostbite on his face, and he felt the slightest bit of pain.
Shen Ming looked at the little turtle trying desperately to break free from the rope in disbelief, and thought to himself: Isn't this guy pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
Even Mu Ningxue's ice magic cannot be so powerful! The cold air released by the little turtle's spit is so terrifying!
Unbelievable!
Shen Ming untied the little turtle and looked up and down at this inconspicuous guy.
"How did you do that?" Shen Ming looked at the little turtle with a strange face. What kind of species is this guy?
"How did you do it? Master, it's great that you don't eat me! The turtle meat is old and woody, so it definitely doesn't taste good! I haven't found a suitable little female turtle to continue the family line, but I can't die so early!"
"The little turtle hugged Xiao Ming's thigh and cried miserably.
Shen Ming took a deep breath. Fortunately, he didn't cook it while this guy was fainting. Otherwise, he would have lost all his blood! This slutty turtle seems to be really capable!
"Follow me!" Shen Ming held the little turtle's neck and walked towards the stream.
Shen Ming placed the little turtle by the creek, pointed at the creek and said, "Try spitting again!"
"Ah?" The little turtle looked confused and said a little embarrassedly: "This turtle is actually quite qualified. Just now... I had no choice, Master! Besides, spitting also relies on feeling..."
Before Little Turtle finished speaking, Shen Ming drew out the fish knife again.
"OK! I'm the best at spitting and stuff!" The little turtle spit out a mouthful of phlegm into the stream.
In an instant, the originally gurgling stream condensed into a long glacier.
The terrible cold air froze the creek to a solid state, and even spread to the surrounding ground. The originally vibrant weeds instantly turned into ice crystals, and even the surrounding ground passively cracked layer by layer!
"Fuck!" Shen Ming looked at the cold air that continued to spread in front of him and took a few steps back.
Is this spitting? This is spitting out a big move!
"Ahem..." Shen Ming realized that he had lost his composure and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.
"It seems that you are of some use, you should eat this too!" Shen Ming once again took out the container containing the warrior-level essence, took out the half-dead demon essence and threw it to the little turtle.
The little turtle's eyes gleamed as he looked at the delicious food that was brought to his mouth. He swallowed the essence in one bite and even smacked his lips twice to show that it was delicious.
Shen Ming looked at the little turtle whose body was gradually turning red, and consciously took a few steps back.
As Shen Ming expected, there was another puff. The foul-smelling yellow gas suddenly eclipsed the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.
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Shen Ming slept in the dormitory all morning the next day. He didn't sleep all night last night, and the experience in the dark street made him exhausted.
Xu Zhaoting did not disturb Shen Ming, nor did he ask Shen Ming what he had done? This was out of respect for Shen Ming.
Shen Ming slept until the afternoon. When Shen Ming woke up again, he found an unread text message on his communicator.
"monkey?"
Shen Ming saw his note in a daze, and his whole body became energetic instantly.
"Depend on!"
Shen Ming quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the dormitory without even washing his face.
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"roll!"
In the arena of several competitions, Mo Fan seemed to be going crazy, beating Dongfang Lie until he had no resistance.
If Shen Ming were here at this moment, he would definitely find that what is wrapped around Mo Fan is a weakened version of the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Flame?
Although the combat power of Mo Fan possessed by Flame Fairy is not as good as that of a demon, it is definitely extremely terrifying! Ordinary high-level mages are definitely no match for Mo Fan, let alone Dongfang Lie!
In this team competition, Mo Fan, your sheer strength has made your three teammates a crowd-pleaser!
Mo Fan, who won, didn't even wait for the referee to announce the end of the game and rushed off the ring. He couldn't care less now.
At this moment, Shen Ming finally rushed over!
"Calm down!" Shen Ming hugged Mo Fan who was in a state of madness.
Everyone around was shocked. They didn’t know what happened to Mo Fan. They thought he was possessed!
Many people even took out their cameras. The strength Mo Fan showed just now was too terrifying. He even defeated Dongfang Lie with a crushing attitude!
Shen Ming, who came here, also had a record of defeating Dongfang Lie! Two top geniuses from Pearl Academy appeared at the same time, and something seemed to have happened! For these gossipy students, it was big news!
"You know! Since you know, how can you make me calm down? Monkey..." Mo Fan's angry tone was choked with sobs.
Shen Ming is Mo Fan's confidant. Perhaps Shen Ming is the only one in the entire Pearl Academy who can give Mo Fan a place to confide.
"Now is not the time to be impulsive, please calm down!" Shen Ming understands the anxiety in Mo Fan's heart. Isn't Shen Ming not anxious?
The three of them grew up together, and their friendship is indescribable, but irreplaceable.
Even though Shen Ming knew that Zhang Xiaohou was probably not in danger and was just trapped, he was still extremely anxious because he didn't know if some of the plot would be changed because of his appearance.
But Shen Ming knew that the two of them couldn't act like headless flies.
"What do you think we should do?" Mo Fan was overwhelmed by anger and worry.
"You go pack your things, and I'll book a flight right now! You want to see him alive, and you want to see his body after death! No matter what... we have to find him!" Shen Ming's heart was full of self-blame, why didn't he take it seriously in the first place?
What's going on?
He originally planned to rush to the ancient capital earlier to hold Zhang Xiaohou down so that he could avoid this crisis, but Shen Ming forgot about it because of recent trivial matters.
Perhaps Shen Ming should not have returned to the Magic City when he was in the ancient capital that day. In this case, the tragedy would not have happened!