Chapter 1150: But no one shot
Chapter 1150 But no one shot
The storage space cannot be superimposed, so they can only put the storage bracelets left by the sage masters into their arms and pockets. Soon, each of them bulged and swelled, watching and following them. Like a nouveau riche in the city.
"With these ice and fire sacred heart grass, we should be able to pass the trial assessment, right?" Lorne asked contentedly, patting his bulging pockets.
"Enough!" Gu Fenghua said affirmatively.
Before starting to search for the spoils, even she did not expect that each of the Saint Masters under Lu Aochen had more than 50 ice jade and fire heart grass on each person. The most Qin Kuangge even had more than 200, and the total number was five. More than a thousand plants have been divided up by them now, and each of them has nearly a thousand plants.
If you still fail the assessment, it is simply intolerable.
"Promise Holy Heaven, I am coming, **** ho **** ho..." Lorne laughed strangely.
Although Bai Fatzi and others are not as happy as her, they are also full of excitement.
I don’t know if Lu Aochen would cry on the spot if he saw this scene. Originally, according to his plan, the ice jade fire heart grass and the strange flowers and exotic plants fine gold mit silver left by these sage masters should be his talents. Yes, but it was a careless moment, but it was all cheaper than Gu Fenghua and others.
After scraping the spoils, the bodies of the saints were buried one by one. In the end, only Song Yuan was left lying alone in front of the barrier.
Looking at the small face that was once delicate and pretty, but is now covered with wrinkles, the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others are somewhat complicated.
Although Song Yu'an was not at ease from the beginning, she cheated their trust with her rhetoric and secretly poisoned the food, but recalling the way she got along, and her previous sacrifices, Gu Fenghua and others were a little bit unspeakable. The sadness of Lu Aochen, thinking of Lu Aochen's ruthlessness towards her, and even some sympathy that they themselves shouldn't have, no one hit her.
"I still have a hundred and twenty-nine ice jade and fire heart grass on my body. You can take it. If you want to kill me, I will not complain." Just when Gu Fenghua and the others secretly moaned, Song Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. , Said.
"You are not dead!" Gu Fenghua and others exclaimed in unison.
They had checked every corpse before, and even Qin Kuangge's ninth-rank soul sage was cold all over, and could not die again, Song Yuan was still alive.
"Thanks to my sister for leaving me this wonderful treasure, otherwise I will end up like them." Song Yuan sat up hard and took out a section of dark branches.
"Demon Soul Wood!" Gu Fenghua and Lor En exclaimed again.
But soon, they discovered that this branch faintly revealed a bit of greenness that the demon soul wood did not have, and the texture on the bark was somewhat different. Obviously, this is not a demon soul tree, but it is definitely taken from the ancient demon tree, and perhaps one of the eight great demon trees, otherwise it would never be possible to help Song Yu'an keep his surname. However, at this time, there was no more spiritual meaning in the demon tree, and there was no vitality, and it was obvious that all the demon plant aura had been exhausted.
"Is this the demon soul tree, one of the eight great demon trees? Sure enough, my sister always keeps the best for me." Song Yuan said suddenly, her eyes dimmed with tears again. Although Gu Fenghua and others misled this section of the demon tree as a demon soul tree, the following words are true. Even if it is not a demon soul tree, it is taken from an ancient demon plant that is comparable to the demon soul tree. , Her sister did leave her the best.
"Okay, you can do it now." After the sadness, Song Yuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his head and said to Gu Fenghua and others.
Loren and others looked at Song Yu'an, but no one shot.
(End of this chapter)
