He didn't want to let himself get caught up in this emotion, so he took the initiative to say to Xie Beiming: "Your friend... sounds like a very interesting person."
His curiosity was obvious, and he almost said to Xie Beiming directly: Mr. Dazhuang, please tell me the story of your good friend, I am very curious about him.
Wu Qingchen was really curious.
...that kind of curiosity that comes from mutual understanding.
Xie Beiming was more than happy to accept his curiosity, so he naturally wouldn't refuse. So he ate breakfast until noon.
At this time, on the other side, inside the dungeon, Yelu Moran looked at his newly obtained array center and nodded with satisfaction.
Although it took him a lot of effort to refine this formation core.
However, thinking that the stronger the center of the formation, the more powerful his formation would be, Yelu Mo Ran felt that the danger and hardship just now were all worth it.
He took out the small porcelain bottle that Wu Qingchen had given him from his arms, poured out a pill, and was about to swallow it when he suddenly thought of something. He used his Qi to split the pill into two, ate only half, and put the other half back into the porcelain bottle like a treasure.
After all, this was the first gift he had received. He didn't know how many hundreds of years it would take for the next gift to arrive, so he had better save some for his food.
Yelu Moyan put the small porcelain bottle close to his body, thinking that he was able to make the beautiful woman smile this time and receive a gift from her for the first time in history, all thanks to Shen Ning'er's advice. So he walked towards the blood pool next door.
As soon as Yelu Moyan left, Wu Qiongcang, who was covered in blood and had crisscrossing black lines on his neck and cheeks, slowly and with difficulty closed his white pupils.
The carefully sealed and hidden spirit was released, and then gradually merged into the body...
Yelu Mo Ran was completely unaware of all this.
He stood by the blood pool holding a hand warmer, looking at Shen Ning'er in the blood pool, and said with disdain: "It's really useless, a broken arm, and it hasn't grown back yet."
Hearing this, Shen Ning'er was so angry that she almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Do you think she is useless?
Humph, don’t you even think about how she lost her arm!
If you hadn't gone crazy and chopped off my arm, would I have to endure this torture again!
However, I am the fish and others are the butchers. No matter how much Shen Ning'er hates him, she dares not show it on her face. She only dares to brandish the sword in her heart, secretly cutting the big monster Yelu Moyan into pieces.
Yelu Mo Ran didn't know what was going on in Shen Ning'er's heart at this moment, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
There are so many people who want to cut him into pieces. If he takes every one of them into account... he won't be able to handle it all.
So it doesn’t matter if there is one more or one less.
Besides, he was in such a good mood today that he would not bother with Shen Ning'er.
"The idea you gave me is a good one, and my wife is very happy. You have made a contribution this time." Yelu Mo Ran said.
Shen Ning'er, who was still suffering in pain, heard the words, her heart skipped a beat, and then she was overjoyed.
About half a month ago, she gave Yelu Moyan an idea, asking him to imitate human festivals and hold a lively Mid-Autumn Festival lantern show.
The reason is that since the city lord's wife likes the worldly life, she must also like human festivals.
Now it seems that her idea was right. Didn’t she hear the nine-headed monster praising her for her contribution?
Since she has made great contributions, shouldn't she be rewarded with something?
The last time she seriously injured Shen Mingyu, the nine-headed monster rewarded her with a martial arts book. I wonder what the reward this time is.
Shen Ning'er suddenly became excited and felt that the pain in her body was relieved a lot.
And the nine-headed monster Yelu Moyan did not disappoint her. He raised his left arm, and his sleeve slid down, revealing part of his wrist.
The next moment, an invisible wind blade cut through his skin, leaving a shallow cut.
He turned his wrist, and scarlet blood gushed out from the wound, dripping into the pool of blood.
Shen Ning'er was just wondering what he meant by this when she heard him say, "My blood is a great tonic. Just wait, your broken arm will grow back soon."
He said immediately, and it really was immediately.
The blood pool, which was originally just bubbling with small bubbles, suddenly began to boil violently, as if a raging fire suddenly burst out from under the blood pool. The blood bubbles that popped up were each as big as a baby's fist. You squeezed me and you were close to you, densely packed, rolling and boiling like a roar.
The scene was really horrifying. Shen Ning'er was so scared that her scalp was numb, and every cell in her body was screaming wildly.
She screamed "Ah!", jumped up, and fled to the edge of the pool for her life.
Yelu Moran stood by the blood pool, looking down at the people struggling in it with a condescending look, sneering, "You really don't know what's good for you. I rewarded you with a few drops of blood because of your meritorious service, but you don't even appreciate it... Go ahead and crawl. Some people are born with a lowly life, and you can't stand it."
After throwing these words away, Yelu Mo Ran was too lazy to pay attention to Shen Ning'er anymore, and left leisurely with the hand warmer in his arms.
Shen Ning'er had already struggled to the edge of the pool and was about to climb up. When she heard Yelu Mo Ran's words, she was stunned.
award?
A few drops of blood?
Could it be that there is something magical about the blood of that nine-headed monster?
In fact, Yelu Moyan had just said that his blood was a great tonic, but at that moment another wave of severe pain hit her, and Shen Ning'er's eardrums were buzzing from the severe pain. She was busy taking care of herself, so how could she have the energy to listen to what others said?
As a result, I happened to miss the most crucial sentence from Yelu Mo Ran.
After she had endured the extremely painful tearing, she opened her eyes and saw Yelu Moyan cutting his wrist and dripping a few drops of blood into the blood pool, and then the blood pool suddenly boiled violently.
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