Temporary duty
The voice of the system was still echoing in Bu Fang's mind, and his face was slightly startled. This time, the temporary task came so quickly, and the task was released just after the upgrade.
For the first time to capture ingredients... The preparation time is only one day, Bu Fang frowned, isn't one day's preparation time a bit too hasty
"System, the purpose of capturing the ingredients is to send me to that wild place, right? Then what about my small shop? It's closed?" Bu Fang asked suspiciously.
"The time limit for the host to capture ingredients is two days. If no suitable ingredients are captured within two days, the host will be judged to have failed the temporary task, and 10% of the conversion rate of Yuanjing Yuanqi will be deducted as a punishment. Within two days, the store will be closed." The system said in its usual cold tone.
Bu Fang nodded. He knew a little about this temporary task, but he became more and more nervous, because if he failed, he would have to deduct 10% of his vitality conversion rate... This is simply robbing Bu Fang of his heart. .
The vitality conversion rate is very important for Bu Fang's upgrade, and it has finally risen to 50%. If 10% is deducted because of mission failure, then Bu Fang has no choice but to cry in the toilet.
Yawning, Bu Fang returned to the room and lay down on the bed. After a while, the sound of regular breathing was heard one after another.
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Prince's Palace.
The prince Ji Cheng'an's face was gloomy as water, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost reached the flesh of his palm, which was enough to show how angry the prince was at the moment.
"Ji Chengyu...you dare to collude with sects outside the territory! You are trying to die!" Ji Chengan's face was ashen, looking at Xu Shi's withered corpse in the hall, his eyes couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.
Xu Shi has followed him for many years and has always been his most capable subordinate, but now he has been brutally murdered by Ji Chengyu. Although he has no evidence to prove that King Yu colluded with sects outside the territory, anyone with a discerning eye knows that at that time he would The only one who went to destroy the soup was King Yu.
"Ji Chengyu, Ji Chengyu... It's in vain for you to claim that you have no plans. This time, there is a big flaw. Even I can guess that you are colluding with sects outside the territory. With my father's wisdom, I can't guess it? Are you really an old father?" Have you painted it?"
A mocking smile suddenly appeared on the prince's gloomy face, and the joy in his eyes became more and more intense.
"As I said... you are trying to die!"
The prince's sneer echoed in the prince's uterus, echoing continuously, with a suppressed anger and killing intent.
Yuwangfu.
Yu Wang sat obliquely on a sandalwood chair, with one foot raised, his slender palm lightly patted on that knee, and his eyes looked into the distance as calmly as water.
His face was very flat, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, but it was this calmness that made people even more frightened.
At the door, a hunchbacked figure came tremblingly, trembling and dying, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.
Hun Qianyu's aura was exhausted to the extreme, and he almost fell to the realm of the fifth-rank battle king. Obviously, this time's secret escape was a huge injury to his body.
"I've seen King Yu." Hun Qianyun seemed to have become thinner, almost skinny, and the two soul fires in his eye sockets had also become very dim.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that the great elder of our Soul Sect is seriously injured. It seems that the bones of this king can be crushed with one finger." King Yu raised his mouth, looked at Hun Qianyun at the bottom of the steps playfully, and raised his hand. With one finger, he gestured lightly.
The fire of soul in Hun Qianyu's eyes flickered, his figure tensed up slightly, and a faint jet-black true energy lingered around his body.
"What does Yu Wang mean by this? Although the old man is seriously injured... but the task has been completed perfectly, Yu Wang will not come to cross the river and demolish the bridge, right?"
Yu Wang glanced at him, and said lightly: "Yes, your mission is completed, but you also left me with a big trouble? Don't you know?"
"I just need you to destroy the purple ginseng and chicken soup. If you kill the prince's people, you will destroy the corpses and leave no traces, but... why did you provoke that mysterious shop?" King Yu's tone suddenly became cold Standing up, the whole person also stood up from the chair, and a coercion was suddenly released from the tall and straight body.
This is a coercion from a high position, oppressing towards that Hun Qianyun.
Hun Qianyu sighed in his heart, King Yu is King Yu after all, he is worthy of being the son of Emperor Changfeng, although his strength is not as good as his own, but the coercion is not weak at all...
However, Hun Qianyu was not too worried. King Yu might not dare to tear up his soul with his soul sect now, so King Yu might not dare to kill him.
Sure enough, King Yu's coercion quickly dissipated, and he glanced at Hun Qianyun indifferently.
"This time I will spare you. The so-called thing is nothing more than three things. If you mess up the next mission, it will not be as simple as going back to the Soul Sect." Yu Wang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly. The air is entangled and released, almost even the air is about to be crushed.
Hun Qianyu took a deep breath, King Yu's cultivation had already reached the peak of the fifth-rank war king, and he was only short of reaching the sixth-rank war king...
Hun Qianyun retreated, leaving only Yu Wang in the hall.
He raised his hand, a ball of true energy lingered and suspended, and then he was suddenly crushed...
"My dear brother, you must be complacent about discovering my flaws now, but... so what? If the emperor really wants to execute me, then I, a son, have no choice but to... resist."
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Xiao Meng walked out of Tianxuan Gate, looked back at the majestic Daxiong Hall, and sighed helplessly.
Unruly as you are, Emperor Changfeng was eventually defeated by the years. He fought against the sect for more than a hundred years, but in the end his own son colluded with the sect to shatter his last hope of dying... It's a bit ironic.
"If you don't become a supreme being, you're just a mortal after all..." Xiao Meng's face was serious, his brows were furrowed, he sighed softly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
In the Daxiong Hall, the old emperor sat on the dragon chair, coughing continuously, his breath getting weaker and weaker, and there seemed to be a touch of death on his face.
Lian Fu looked at the emperor with a worried face, and his face was also full of sorrow.
"Your Majesty... why don't I call the imperial doctor to see it again." Lian Fu said.
The emperor waved his hand, his eyes were cloudy, but his domineering spirit remained intact.
"My lifelong wish is to sweep away the sect and bring peace to the empire. The existence of the sect is a hidden danger after all." The emperor said hoarsely, his tone could not be heard, "Now my good son is colluding with the sect for the sake of the throne. Isn't that very ironic?"
"I feel a burning pain in my old face."
Lian Fu didn't speak, but stood aside respectfully, with a solemn expression on his face.
The emperor stood up tremblingly, and laughed lightly, the hoarse laughter echoed in the Daxiong Hall of the palace.
"I am the Great Emperor Changfeng, the great emperor who swept hundreds of sects, even if he is late, he can't let his son slap his face like this. As a son, you should show the awe that your father should have... He will soon understand."
The faint voice echoed in the Daxiong Hall with a bit of arrogance and confidence, and then gradually dissipated.
Lian Fu's face became more respectful, he bowed his body, and watched the emperor's back disappear.
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The second day, early morning.
Bu Fang opened the store as usual, but today he had to tell Xiao Yi about the two-day suspension of business, so that the girl would come over foolishly and be shut down.
Fatty Jin and others came in a mighty way, which made the cold and cold shop more popular. Fatty Jin's eyes were sharp, and when he discovered the new dish braised pork, his eyes lit up immediately.
"Boss Bu, this new dish is a bit expensive...it actually needs a hundred yuan crystals, which is really not cheap." The price of braised pork slightly dampened Fatty Jin's enthusiasm. Bai Yuanjing, even a local tyrant would feel pain.
"Xin Cai, you won't be disappointed, trust me." Bu Fang said expressionlessly.
Fatty Jin squinted at Bu Fang for a long time, and finally ordered this braised pork dish. The corner of Bu Fang's mouth curled up, and he turned and entered the kitchen.
When he walked out of the kitchen with the fragrant braised pork, Xiaoyi had already arrived at the shop.
At the door, an old and familiar figure also slowly stepped into the store.
"Boss Bu, the writing on your plaque is not as good as my writing." The old man said with a light smile.