The treasurer of Lingshizhai, Shuzhen, did not expect that the four big killers of the blood barbarians would visit her shop. It is true that the blood barbarians are honorable, especially after the resurrection, all the tribes of the ancient gods are very happy, especially The new generation of people basically grew up listening to his stories.
Back then, he and Gu Hong had been working hard to protect the women and children, and let them escape, so that they could not be strangled by the ten real worlds. They were not exterminated, so that they joined the people who returned from the expedition. It is a pity. They are all dead, really fighting to die for the sake of the end.
This time they were able to resurrect, it might have taken a great price back then to return back ten thousand years later. Therefore, they are heroes respected by everyone.
It's just that, now the four great killing gods and the nine heavenly kings have all returned to their thrones. They are guarded by the temples in the third state. If there is no major event, they will not go out, let alone bring the temple envoys.
Xueman glanced at the people who were eating in Lingshizhai and nodded: "It's okay, just come out and stroll around, shopkeeper Shu, have you found any strangers recently?"
"Stranger?" Shuzhen was taken aback, somewhat puzzled, and Xue Man lowered her voice: "According to investigations, some immortal people from outside have mixed into the Ninth State, trying to steal the secrets of my Protoss, and then bring them to outsiders, we Secretly investigating, your husband also served as the emissary of the palace, and you are considered to be a member of my family. You should understand the importance of it. If you find it, I hope you will inform us as soon as possible."
Shuzhen's face changed, and she nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xueman, you know this concubine body, Meier's father died at the hands of the immortal clan, I remember this hatred more clearly than anyone else, and I will cooperate. It’s just that there are old people in my hall, and no one else comes in. There are some old people who eat, and some who come from other places admiringly, I don’t know them anymore."
Xueman nodded. He still trusted the treasurer of Lingshizhai. He carefully read it again and felt the atmosphere of the gods of these guests, so as not to make any mistakes.
However, when I saw a person in the corner, I was taken aback and walked a few steps to salute: "Old Yu, why are you here?"
Sitting at the small table drinking and eating alone, was an old man with white hair and a purple robe. His face was wrinkled, and his face was covered with brown spots. On the table, there was a Has thirteen spine.
At this moment, Shuzhen also recognized this old Yu, and her expression changed. No one remembered the name of Old Yu, but everyone called him Lao Yu, which gradually became his real name.
Old Yu is too old, because he came back from the expedition that year. He is one of the only old top demon spiritists left today. At least he is tens of thousands of years old. The best essence and blood extracted is a generation of ancient gods. The essence and blood are infinitely close to the Master of Wushen.
It's a pity that the Unsullied Master will never be born again in the world. Only one was born back then, and was killed by the assassination team sent by the real world. Therefore, the hatred between the ancient gods and the immortals is not shared and cannot be resolved.
This is a true ashes-class old man, who was in the same era as the blood man, but he was dead, and he was resurrected after countless years of arrangement plus the blood lantern of the immaculate blood that he had kept.
"Ah, it turned out to be Aman, he seems to be recovering well, but there are still some hidden dangers that have not been eliminated, it will take a while," Old Yu showed his yellow teeth, weakened.
The blood man made a salute: "It could have been cured, but that will make the blood lantern dissipate completely, and there will be no unsullied blood in the world. I can't bear it, and it already has spirituality."
"Yes, it was refined and rewarded by Su Yan back then. Everyone used it. Only you kept it. Unexpectedly, it became the only one in the end, but it saved your life, and it is probably no longer nothing. The grade is dirty, right?" Old Yu sighed a little.
Xueman nodded: "The blood lantern has been reduced to the level of intermediate blood, and it barely retains a trace of transformation. If I absorb it that day and repair the hidden wound, it will really dissipate."
Elder Yu nodded appreciatively: "You do have a heart, and you are very affectionate. That kid Su Yan was under my guidance back then, but I didn't expect that his talent would be the highest in the history of my Protoss, he was less than eighteen years old. At the age of, he reached the top demon spiritist, and later he created an original innocuous method to extract an innocuous blood, which completely allowed my Protoss to rise.
But I didn’t expect that on an expedition, he would be attacked and brutally murdered by despicable people from the real world. He didn’t even let go of the souls, and even his wife Yanfei went crazy. I heard that she had avenged her not long ago, so she slowly became sober. of. "
Hearing this old Yu's sigh, Xueman squeezed his hands and creaked: "I didn't protect him back then."
"Don't blame yourself, the past is over. Remembering more will only increase your grief. If he sees his refined immaculate blood can save your life ten thousand years later, I don't know how happy he will be. "Old Yu coughed a few times.
Xueman nodded.
"When I get old, my mouth is a little greedy. I want to taste a lot while I'm trying to taste it. I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future," Yu said with a wry smile, looking at the food on the table.
"No, all of us are still waiting for you to be promoted to the Unsullied Master and become the second master in the history of my Protoss," Xueman said quickly.
Old Yu shook his head: "There is no chance, no chance. It is a vague realm. I have been groping for thousands of years and I have nowhere to go. Moreover, I have lived for too long, probably only this ten years or so."
After listening to Old Yu's words, Xueman's complexion changed, and soon a sorrow filled his complexion, his mouth full of bitterness: "Ten years~"
"Old Yu, Sir Xueman, sit down first, and I will cook for you myself," Shuzhen said quickly, looking at the old Taishan.
She really didn’t know that Mr. Yu was here before. I guess many of the people below didn’t know her. She usually researched new dishes. When Master Tian came back, he gave the old man the last trip.
Xueman nodded: "Trouble the shopkeeper Shu."
Then he sat opposite Lao Yu, and when he raised his hand, the ten imperial king-level envoys directly started chasing people, and then stood outside to guard.
"Let's talk about it, what happened, and see if my old man can do anything else. It's considered a little bit of residual heat." Old Yu smiled.
"Elder Yu, you are serious, the matter is like this. This matter has been classified as a high-level secret. Even the high priest and many temple elders have quietly arrived in the Ninth State. The matter will still be discussed after the demon Ecang disappears. …"
At this moment, Su Yan was sitting in the backyard bored, watching the crowd slaughter the animals. He just fell asleep, and before he had time to sneez, he just sneezed four times in a row.
He wiped his nose, muttered, and didn't know who was scolding him. (End of this chapter)