Trafford’s Trading Club

After boiling dozens of medicinal materials such as donkey-hide gelatin, ginseng, astragalus, panax notoginseng, etc. for nearly three hours, the elder of the demon world, Gui Qianyi, turned off the fire.

This stove is naturally not an ordinary stove, and as for these medicinal materials, they are naturally not items that can be purchased in ordinary pharmacies.

As for whether it is appropriate to stew these great tonic things in such a general way?

Let those old Chinese medicine doctors talk to this elder from the demon world who knows how old he is about what the inner chapter of the Compendium of Materia Medica is...

"Master Long, your medicine."

Hearing the old turtle's voice, Shenzhou Zhenlong, who was gradually getting used to his appearance at this time, frowned as if he had seen a ghost.

Although these medicines for replenishing blood and replenishing qi were ordered by her, the taste is so painful that just one taste of it can make you want to live.

What does it feel like?

It's like fresh and sweet orange juice mixed with sewer sewage, and then a layer of cream is squeezed on top and coffee is added. As for why Shenzhou Zhenlong can describe this taste so aptly?

It was probably because I was too busy recently and watched a program about the so-called strongest man on earth, who stood at the top of the food chain, and was affected by it.

"Let it go for now." Long Xiruo breathed a sigh of relief, looking a little lonely at this time.

Gui Qianyi glanced at the computer screen that Long Xiruo was looking at...it was news: the wishing tree that had been growing in the community for a hundred years was cut down, and the residents spontaneously organized commemorative activities.

Long Xiruo knew about Gui Qianyi's little behavior, shook his head and said: "This tree used to be a very promising tree spirit. It's a pity that I fell into love and destroyed myself. I used to..."

She breathed out slowly, turned off the computer screen, and drank the medicine that Gui Qianyi brought in one gulp. It's just that this time it seems a little more uncomfortable in the heart than in the mouth.

It was also a bit bitter.

After Gui Qianyi waited for a while, he suddenly said: "Sir, I will be traveling far away in a few days, and I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you for the time being. But don't worry, I have prepared enough medicinal materials, you can cook them yourself." Just use it as a uniform.”

"Far away?" Long Xiruo frowned: "What do you want?"

Gui Qianyi said seriously: "Sir, the ten-year ceremony in the monastic world is about to begin. As the guardian palace of the Human Emperor, Xuanyuan Palace must go... In these years, Xuanyuan Palace has lost the contemporary Emperor, and the old man is his slave. I can only attend on behalf of the master every time."

Long Xiruo was startled and rubbed his forehead... He had lost too much blood recently and often had headaches, dizziness, and general weakness. "It turns out that another ten years have passed, and those guys in the monastic world are really obsessed with Penglai."

"After so many years, it has gradually turned into another form of communication." Gui Qianyi said calmly: "Everyone knows that it is illusory, but it is just a ritual. It is better to do it, and there is always something to think about. "

"Go ahead." Long Xiruo shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in this matter anyway, and besides, it's not convenient to say anything like this."

"Sir, if I leave here, I will take the ghost baby and some of my subordinates with me. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you personally..."

At this time, Gui Qianyi took out his own bead and put it in front of Long Xiruo: "However, I have already implanted the magic in it three times. You only need to add a drop of true dragon's blood each time to use the last virtual magic." Shadow. But remember, the power of the real dragon is too strong. It can only be used one drop at a time. If there are more, this technique cannot sustain it."

"It's better than nothing." Long Xiruo nodded: "But it should be enough for self-protection. Thank you, Mr. Turtle."

Gui Qianyi bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, be careful in everything, remember, remember."

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There are more than seven billion people in the world, which means that the things that happen every day are as countless as the number of grains of sand in the Ganges.

For example, there is such a group of people in a deep mountain and old forest in a certain peninsular country.

They wore clothes similar to ancient warriors, but most of their hairstyles were modern... A group of people, men, ranging from young to middle-aged, a total of thirteen people.

Wearing the same clothes and holding the same straight knives, they were running in the forest, chasing a figure in front of them. Of course, during the chase, there was indispensable cursing due to the anger of being unable to catch up.

In addition, this guy running ahead not only killed their master, but also stole a secret treasure that they had guarded for nearly two hundred years.

What's even more disgusting is that this murderer is even from their place. At least her parents are descendants of this place.

I don’t know what she has experienced in these years. She is obviously only about twenty years old, but she has turned into a head of white hair, and has such terrifying strength. Their master could not even survive thirty seconds. He had already been defeated by her.

"Don't run away! We will never let you go! Accept the punishment!! You murderer!"

Bo!

The puff candy in her mouth blew out a big bubble, and then she blew it up and started chewing again. Unlike the men behind her who were chasing after her with all their strength, she was as calm as if she was taking a leisurely stroll.

This is Miss Nero from Michael Club.

"You say I robbed things, but I don't care. But I won't take the blame for the murderer." Nero yawned and said, "That guy couldn't beat me. After he gave in, he was so angry that he vomited blood and died. It's my fault." ?”

"You must have used despicable methods to plot against the master! The master obviously did not try his best to treat you! It must be you who plotted against me!"

"hehe."

Nero suddenly stopped, turned around, and slapped his palm on the back. A strange sword in the painting tube rose into the sky with silver light, and then landed beside her.

Nero's hand lightly grasped the handle of the knife, and he blew another bubble. He sneered at the men who stopped to protect each other, "Do you want me to try the knife?"

"Witch, we won't take pictures of you!" The crowd shouted loudly.

Then you go ahead...

Nero shook his head, reached out and took out a small bag hanging on his belt, threw it in his hand, raised his brows and said: "You can charge yourself with murder, but I won't give you this thing. ...This was my mother's stuff back then, and it counts as my stuff. I'm just getting my stuff back."

"Your mother is just its guardian! It belongs to this place!"

Nero's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a cold air rushed out. The Yama Sword in his hand seemed to be whispering from the devil, causing the expressions of the thirteen people in front of him to change drastically.

I saw Nero pulling out the Yama Sword, raising it to the sky, and said calmly: "I said, try the sword, which one of you will do it?"

Seeing everyone's serious expressions, Nero waved his knife and pointed it directly at one of the middle-aged men, "If you don't come, then I will."

She walked forward slowly step by step... A group of people, thirteen grown men, subconsciously held knives in front of them, but they were retreating unknowingly.

This witch... has such a terrifying aura!

The devil's whisper emanating from the Yan Demon Sword had gradually intensified, and later, it was like a roar!

Hiss...ugh! !

A terrifying roar suddenly sounded in everyone's hearts, and subconsciously, these thirteen men slumped to the ground with their legs weak.

Nero suddenly laughed loudly, "You idiot! My knife is not willing to eat you weaklings! Goodbye, my time is up anyway."

As he spoke, the white-haired woman in front of him, holding a knife like a hell banshee, disappeared out of thin air in front of these thirteen men!

They looked at this scene in disbelief... How could a person disappear out of thin air?

This woman is so terrifying! !

Well, the word 'so terrifying' was recently learned from reading an online novel from a certain country... But they felt that it was the most appropriate word to describe this witch!

…

When the white light flashed, the maid who was cleaning the cabinet and was about to find a place to put the treasure certificate that the master brought back stopped.

The boss who was reading also raised his head.

In the white light, Miss Nero, who was holding the Yan Demon Sword in her hand, looked around and muttered: "It's really convenient... I'll be back as soon as I say it."

"It seems like Miss Nero had a pleasant trip." Boss Luo walked up with a smile.

Nero shrugged, put the Yama Sword on his shoulder, laughed and said: "It's not bad, if you don't count the obviously malicious start of leaving me still on the isolated reef overseas, I I had a fight recently, got my revenge, and got some things back. In the end, your teleportation made me show off. I think those people must be scared to death now, haha!!"

Even though he said this, Nero still quietly glanced at his Yama Sword. Less than ten seconds ago, it was still exuding terrifying demonic energy, but now it was completely shrunk.

As quiet as a sick cat sleeping... Tsk tsk! ! He is really able to adapt to the situation... a shameless blade!

Nero looked at the boss calmly... He didn't know who was the scariest.

"Miss Nero is still as generous as ever."

Boss Luo smiled slightly, and then opened his palm. There was a bag on his palm, which was the soul trading gold that Nero had stored here before.

The bag flew in front of Nero, and Boss Luo said calmly: "After deducting your expenses, there are still seven souls left. Guest, please keep it."

Nero shook the bag and put it away casually without opening it. At the same time, he put the Yama Demon Sword back into the phone, then he sat down carelessly and sighed: "Ah, I just came back. , I’m so exhausted! Boss, let’s have a glass of beer! I want a large size! Also, can you serve something to eat? The food made by this maid lady is really good!”

"Youye, go get ready." Boss Luo said softly.

The maid bowed slightly and left quietly.

Luo Qiu looked at the host of the Yan Demon Sword... He was really an interesting customer. He was really like those carefree... adventurer customers in the adventurer bar in fantasy novels.

"Beer hurts your stomach." Luo Qiu smiled slightly and said, "If you don't mind, I recently learned how to make a cocktail. Do you want to try it?"

Nero narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you so flirtatious? You don't want to pick up on me, do you?"

Boss Luo... Luo Qiu immediately retracted his previous evaluation.

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ps1: Please forgive me for having only one picture tonight...because I just finished writing the story of the tree spirit and I need to adjust myself. Besides, I am not a girl juice machine, I can squeeze out juice at will!

ps2: No! Counting the "never again" at 2 o'clock in the morning today, I am still a good person today, meow =. =