"Really?" Mo Qingfeng glanced at everyone, only to see everyone looking at him with shocked eyes, thinking to himself, is she really famous all over the world
Is everyone familiar with that ugly Miss Mo Qi, Mo Qingfeng
"I will definitely tell Miss Mo's words to Mr. Situ truthfully. Don't worry, Miss Mo!" the old man said excitedly. He never thought that the miraculous Mo Qingfeng would come to Anhe Hall one day.
"Are there any other pills?" Mo Qingfeng asked, she wanted to know how many kinds of medicinal materials there were in Anhetang, which was recorded in the pill volume of Iron Blood Scripture.
"Yes! I'll go and get it for you right away!" After saying that, the old man quickly turned around, walked to the medicine shelf and took out a few bottles of pills, and told Mo Qingfeng to sit down and watch carefully.
Mo Qingfeng looked deeply at the old man. The old man should be over sixty-five years old, but he was respectful to her, a young girl, and called you, which made Mo Qingfeng very uncomfortable.
Does she deserve such respect from others
After checking ten kinds of elixirs in a row, only the Huanhun Pill contains Grimace Flower and Millennium Leaf.
"Miss Mo, these are high-quality pills, right? Anhetang never sells fake medicines." The old man said, looking at Mo Qingfeng expectantly with his old eyes.
"They are all good pills. They have been refined for a long time, and the amount of medicine is enough. There is no leakage." Mo Qingfeng asked for a Resurrection Pill, and then left the Anhetang.
As soon as he reached the gate of An He Tang, he saw a group of people rushing forward, among them the man in brocade robe who was walking in the front had a gloomy expression and shouted at An He Tang: "Whoever killed my young master's cousin, get out quickly! "
Dugu Zenan took two steps forward, his eyes were gloomy and cold, cold to the bone marrow, "I killed you, how?"
"How? Naturally, he will take his life!" The man in brocade yelled loudly: "Come on! Take him down for my young master!"
There were about twelve people who came, except for the man in brocade, they were all shadow guards of the Blue Clan with extremely high martial arts.
However, before they approached, Dugu Zenansu waved his hand, and before he could clearly see how he made the move, the heads of the five people who came up in front had already fallen to the ground.
The people behind were startled, and timidly looked at the accomplice who had fallen on the ground, and dared not go forward.
The man in brocade was also shocked, looking at the bloody heads in astonishment, and then at Dugu Zenan, what's going on
Before he even blinked, the five shadow guards died in front of his eyes. Was he too quick
"What are you still doing here? Let's go together!" The man in brocade clothes is timid, but he can't lose the face and aura of the Blue Clan because of his timidity. No matter how powerful this man is, the entire Shanhe Town is the territory of the Blue Clan. He didn't believe that they could escape from Shanhe Town.
Similarly, before they rushed forward, they didn't know how they died. In the blink of an eye, they all fell down, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the wide street.
Seeing this, the man in brocade clothes was angry and angry, and even more frightened.
"Who are you?" The man in brocade clothes looked at Dugu Zenan with tears in his eyes.
"Are you qualified to ask who this deity is?" The cold Dugu Zenan became arrogant at this time, exuding an unparalleled aura.
Claiming to be the deity? That is an expert!
The complexion of the man in brocade clothes changed slightly, he didn't know what to do, the people he brought were all killed, it was impossible for him to rush forward foolishly, with his little cultivation, he must have died before he even took half a step forward.
But now that he is out of the way, he feels very shameless. If his tribe knows, they will laugh at him for being cowardly and cowardly.
At this time, he was really in a dilemma.
To enter is to die, to retreat is to be ridiculed by the tribe.
However, thinking of his dead cousin, the brocade-clothed man felt angry. Thinking quickly, he just went back like this and told his tribe that Lanzhuo was killed, how could the tribe have time to laugh at him
The tribe must come to settle accounts with them!
Thinking of this, the man in brocade clothes looked at Dugu Zenan viciously: "If you have the ability, don't leave!"
With that said, he flung his sleeves and left.
Mo Qingfeng looked at the back of him leaving angrily, and couldn't help laughing: "He should go back and bring troops here."
"No matter how many soldiers and horses there are, we can't do without this deity." Dugu Zenan tilted his head and looked at Mo Qingfeng: "Let's find a restaurant to eat while waiting for his soldiers and horses to come over. What do you think?"
"Okay, I'm hungry too." Mo Qingfeng looked back at Ghost: "Ghost, are you hungry?"
"I'm already hungry, I want to eat a lot of meat now."
"If the three of you want to eat, please go to Yuejun Building. There are all kinds of fresh meat, and the price is not expensive. As long as old man Hong introduced it, the boss will give you half a catty of tiger meat." An Hetang's The old man came over and said to Mo Qingfeng with a smile.
As Mo Qingfeng said just now, the Resurrection Pills were sold out in a blink of an eye, and they were all sold at high prices. Other medicines are also very easy to sell.
"Tiger meat is delicious! I want to eat tiger meat!" Ghost was so greedy that he wanted a few jars of wine.
Mo Qingfeng frowned slightly, tiger meat
She has never eaten tiger meat, since there is tiger meat to eat, let's try it.
They came to the Grand Hyatt Building and chose a box with a balcony on the second floor.
Ghosts like to eat meat, so Dugu Zenan ordered him three catties of fish, three catties of mutton, three catties of hare meat, and one catty of tiger meat, and asked him to go to the side to eat.
Drooling when they saw the meat, the ghosts ate hungrily one by one at the table.
Mo Qingfeng looked at the way he was eating, and raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you also eat barbecue in Bilin Mountain? How could you be so hungry?"
It was as if he hadn't eaten for three months. There were ten catties of meat on the table, as well as two jars of wine and fruit.
"Xiao Fengfeng, don't talk to me when I'm eating." Ghost eats so much that he doesn't even have time to pay attention to her.
"Don't worry about him, you should eat more." Dugu Zenan put green vegetables in her bowl, "All you eat in Bilin Mountain is barbecue, now you eat more vegetables."
For their table, they ordered several dishes of vegetables, chicken, beef and fish, and a pot of tea.
Dugu Zenan looked at Mo Qingfeng with a smile, his deep eyes were overflowing, extremely gorgeous.
Mo Qingfeng ate a few mouthfuls, but didn't see him move his chopsticks, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"
Unexpectedly, Dugu Zenan said aggrievedly: "This deity puts it on Feng'er, but if Feng'er doesn't put it on this deity, I'm not in the mood to eat it."
"Pfft..." The laughter came from the ghost. The ghost raised his head and looked at Dugu Zenan amusedly: "Master, when did you become so naughty?"
"Shut up!" Dugu Zenan glanced coldly, and a chopstick flew towards the ghost's head with a "swoosh".
The ghost's body flashed quickly, and saw that the front half of the chopstick was pierced into the wall, and there were cracks around the wall.