Su Yan staggered to the backstage, not knowing who to look for, and randomly pulled a person who seemed to be a deacon: "Excuse me, where is the tiger who participated in the battle just now?"
The celebrity is going to leave if he is irritable. Who are you, do you know the rules, but the next moment, an extremely powerful momentum instantly locked him, making him look at the green pheasant with trembling, cold sweat on his forehead, Quickly squeezed out a little smile.
"My lord, my lord, he, he is not a slave, yes, he is a free contestant. Today, today is his ten-game winning streak. With the two thousand gods he won just now, he has already left the back door."
"Where is the back door?"
"Small, the little one will take you there."
As a door opened, Su Yan looked at the remaining blood stains on the ground, and hurriedly went out along this remote alley. The bustling streets and bustling people could be greeted.
The blood stains are gone.
"Third Brother—" Su Yan wiped his eyes and looked around, not knowing where to look.
At the same time, in the crowd, Huda held a large piece of hemp-colored wrapper, wrapped his head and even his upper body in it, his face was pale, and he staggered, covering the big mouth on his belly with one hand and clenching the other tightly. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth with the two thousand gods he had obtained this ten-game winning streak.
The sun was scorching intensely, but he felt a bit of coldness, and after resting on a wall for a while, he came to a shop.
"Boss—" Huda said hoarsely.
"Oh, here you are, have you saved enough for the gods this time?" An old man with a goatee smiled when he saw this familiar guest.
Huda put the storage bag directly on the table: "Enough."
The boss's consciousness entered, and then nodded: "Yes, not bad, but that drop of primary ancient god essence blood is no longer the source of two thousand gods."
Hu Da suddenly raised his head, a little anxious: "Boss, didn't you say two thousand ten days ago, why did you rise so fast?"
"Who said that the price has risen, now the market is not good, as long as one thousand eight hundred Shenyuan is enough, this is for you." The boss looked at Tiger's pale face irritably and stroked his hand. Put some of the gods into his storage bag, threw the tiger big to him, and turned around and took out a jade bottle from the shelf. There was a drop of purple-red blood in it. Push it to Tiger.
Hu Da took a sigh of relief, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "It turns out that the price has been reduced, okay, okay."
Hu Xiaoxin took the jade bottle with wings, uncorked the bottle and confirmed it, and thanked the boss with great gratitude.
"I said young people, I still have some pain medicines here. The price is cheap. I think you still have some gods. Anyway, we are familiar with each other. The goods here are authentic. Lie to you, if Fei Shui doesn't leave outsiders' fields, consider it?" The boss said with a smile.
Hu Da quietly grabbed the wrapped towel on his body, a large amount of blood had leaked out in some places, and everyone could smell the smell of blood, among other things.
After Huda hesitated for a while, he put away the remaining Shenyuan and shook his head: "Thank you, boss, no, I have a small injury. Next time, I will buy it next time."
After Huda finished speaking, he turned and walked out.
A medicine apprentice walked over and looked at the leaving figure with some doubts: "Boss, when will the price of this elementary ancient god's essence and blood be reduced? Someone came over and asked us if there was any at a cost of 3,000 yuan."
The boss knocked directly on the apprentice’s head: "Is this shop yours or mine. I said there is no or no. I said that the price will be reduced if it is reduced. Do you have any comments?"
"No, no, you are the boss, you have the final say, I'll be busy first." The apprentice ran away immediately.
The boss turned around, looked at the two bloody footprints where Tang Huda had just stayed, and sighed.
"San'er, where did you die? I quickly cleaned up the sanitation. It's too dirty. Who wants to come to our store for business, hurry up..."
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The tiger staggered, and took the drop of blood in his arms like a baby, and walked out of the city, and went on for a while, came to an abandoned cave, and looked at the outside intact. The prohibition, then walked in.
The inside of the cave is not humid, but there is still a trace of dryness, bright and transparent, on a stone platform, covered with some dry grass, a figure lying on it with a weak breath, there are some medicine pots around.
Hu Dalian hurriedly walked a few steps closer, gently lifted up the person on the stage, and let him lie halfway against his chest: "Second brother, second brother—"
Hu Da called out softly. After a long time, He Da slowly opened his eyes with a forced smile on his face. However, when he saw some new wounds on Hu Da's body, he suddenly showed a distressed look. : "You went to the arena again, don't you know that there can only be one person alive at a time. Why don't you listen to it?"
Huda looked like a child and smiled happily: "Then you get up and beat me. When you first got married, let you be the second child. I can stay unconvinced in my heart!"
"You—" Crane's body trembled in the air, now that it's not easy to stand up, let alone fighting a tiger.
"Okay, okay, how can I say it's the once famous Demon King, Master of Formation, see what this is?" Hu Da freed up a hand and carefully took out the drop of the elementary ancient god's blood from his arms.
"This is the essence and blood of the ancient gods? Where did your god source come from, this is old and expensive, at least thousands of god sources." Heda was surprised.
Huda curled his lips: "Isn't it the source of God? To me, it's all trivial."
Heda shook his head for a while, that is the source of the gods, not the primordial stone in our world. It is expensive, especially the blood of the ancient gods. I heard that it is very rare and can only be refined by the incomparable demon spiritists, but Soon his face changed, because he seemed to remember that after he was seriously injured, the man said that if he wanted to recover, he would at least be able to walk and get a drop of blood from the ancient gods.
"Lao San, you—" He Dagang opened his mouth, and Huda poured the drop of blood into Heda's mouth. Then he lifted his chin, and the blood flowed down Heda's throat.
"Hurry up and refine it. Both the boss and I have no chance to taste the taste of this thing. Hurry up and let me take care of you until when." Hu Dalian hurriedly helped Heda to his feet and helped him cross his knees to pieces. Babbled.
Crane's big eyes were red and he was biting his lip. At this moment, he didn't know how to say a thousand words. Suddenly, he felt a fire in his abdomen. All of the vitality in the meridians that had been taken advantage of for half a year was energized. He had to close his eyes and move.
Seeing the red light flashing on his body, Hu Da secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he found a comfortable place to lean against, pulled the linen apart, looked at the gap in his stomach, and scolded his mother for a while.
Then he took out a divine source from the storage bag, looked at the shining crystal, slowly absorbed it, and when he only absorbed half of it, Huda suddenly opened his eyes, took a look at Heda who was still recovering, and hurriedly again I wrapped myself in a linen cloth. I couldn't see the injury, and even the waist was straight.
The restriction outside the cave was touched by someone, who was it
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