Before leaving, Song Yuechen said that once he was safe and sound, he would present the complete remains of Senior Yun Wuyi.
Old Huang asked, "Little Bing, why did you agree to protect him?"
Even if Song Yuechen died a hundred or a thousand times, I still wouldn't be satisfied.
Gingerbread reassured her, "Let's go to Li Dapu's shop to get something to eat first, and we can talk while we eat."
Old Huang saw that the young girl looked travel-worn and probably rushed over to help him.
A feeling of gratitude welled up inside me, along with a sense of warmth.
"good."
The three flew back to Li Dapu's shop.
Gingerbread waved as it entered the room.
"Comrade Dapu, three bowls of snail rice noodles, a few fried skewers, and some chilled juice, quick!"
"......"
Li Dapu was squatting down, repairing a table with a broken leg.
I heard what gingerbread said.
He muttered something under his breath.
"You're truly my living father."
Despite complaining, he immediately stood up and diligently ran to the kitchen to urge the chef to cook quickly.
Only one table in the store remained intact.
The three of them sat down.
After a while, Old Huang found Li Dapu, took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to him, saying, "Young Li, take this. It's a little compensation for your shop."
"No, no, it was that bastard Song Yuechen who caused this, how could I take your money?" He returned the storage bag, his expression unusually firm.
The other party was determined not to accept it, so Old Huang had no choice but to take it back.
After going back.
He handed the storage bag to Gingerbread, saying, "Girl, after you finish eating, please give this money to Elder Li for me. I feel bad that his shop has been ruined like this."
Gingerbread happily accepted the storage bag. "No problem, hehe, leave it to me!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Fen Jue caught a glimpse of her smiling, squinting eyes; her greedy expression made one want to chuckle.
The food arrived shortly afterward.
I would rather die than eat snail rice noodles before I die.
He's less resistant now, and even when he's slurping noodles, he does it slowly and gracefully.
Unlike gingerbread.
It's like a starving ghost reincarnated.
After the three of them finished eating and were drinking watermelon juice, Old Huang finally couldn't hold back any longer, "Little Bing, what kind of tricks did you use?"
"Hmm, let me think about how to say it..."
Gingerbread curled up the corners of her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.
"I like to research things when I'm bored. I previously developed a new type of tracking powder that is even better than butterfly powder. It has a wider tracking range, and the white butterfly as the parent butterfly can sense the approximate location of the butterfly powder."
"I call the new tracking powder White Butterfly Powder. Compared to the original butterfly powder, it is colorless and odorless. I applied it when I had Fen Jue examine the hand bones earlier."
“As long as Song Yuechen goes to a place with the same skeleton, the White Butterfly Powder will send a message to the mother body.”
Old Huang's face showed a mixture of surprise and delight.
Surprisingly, there is a way to find the master's remains.
I was amazed that Gingerbread had achieved so much at such a young age.
He's watched this little guy grow up.
When we first met, she was just a Foundation Establishment stage girl who didn't even know how to refine pills.
He is now proficient in alchemy, weapon crafting, and talisman making.
Moreover, they are extremely adept at applying what they've learned to other situations and flexibly developing advanced versions of things.
"Oh, right, you also asked me to promise the Sword Sect not to pursue him, so how do I—" take revenge?
Before Old Huang could finish speaking, Gingerbread knew what he meant.
"Oh dear, it won't delay our revenge. I promised him the Sword Sect wouldn't pursue the matter, unless you're not a member of the Sword Sect—"
"Wouldn't that make it easier to kill him?"
Old Huang: "!"
The dining table fell silent for a few seconds.
"Wonderful!" Old Huang clapped his hands, unable to stop smiling.
Fen Jue suddenly felt that if Jiang Bingbing were a little more flamboyant, it wouldn't be impossible for her to hand over the entire Eight Desolate Continent in the future.
This guy.
The second senior brother is the Demon Lord, the third senior brother is the Demon Venerable, and the eldest senior sister is likely the Sect Master of the Nine Heavens Sect.
Another treasure of the Sword Sect.
He also had the backing of the first generation of Sword Sect leader.
Moreover, she possesses a unique spiritual root and is exceptionally talented, intelligent, and quick-witted in cultivation.
The benefits of the Chaos Spiritual Root become more apparent the higher one's cultivation level.
No wonder the cunning and shrewd Lord God said that by following Little Cake, the dangers of the Eight Desolate Continents would surely be resolved.
After finishing the juice.
Gingerbread wiped his mouth and said, "Old Huang, you need to buy an ice coffin. We'll set off as soon as White Butterfly sends us the location."
"Alright, I'll go to Wanbaolou and wait for your news."
"Uh-huh."
Mr. Huang left first.
Gingerbread helped Li Dapu repair the damaged parts of his shop.
Before leaving, he secretly slipped Old Huang's storage bag into his counter.
After Li Dapu finished his work, he saw a storage bag behind the counter, opened it, and found a lot of spirit stones.
They knew perfectly well that gingerbread had put it in.
And Gingerbread just helped tidy up the shop with her grumpy junior apprentice.
Li Dapu wiped his eyes, moved. "Waaah, you made me cry. Fellow villagers are the most reliable!"
Li Dapu, holding the storage bag, was moved to tears.
Meanwhile, Jiang Bingbing and Fen Jue rushed back to the Sword Sect.
As they were flying towards Immortal Jade Peak, they encountered Ling Hanchuan, who was about to leave.
Ling Hanchuan: "Junior Sister Jiang."
The other person had a stern face.
Gingerbread imitated Ling Hanchuan's tone, pouting as she called out, "Ling... Senior Brother!"
Ling Hanchuan paused, unsure if Junior Sister Jiang was teasing him, and asked in a daze:
"Junior sister, are you going out?"
Well!
After asking, he realized that the other person had obviously just returned.
She pursed her lips, her eyes showing embarrassment: "Sorry, I've been too busy lately, and my mind is a little foggy."
"It's alright, Senior Brother Ling. You seem quite anxious. Is it because of an important mission?" Jiang Bingbing noticed his furrowed brow. "Is there anything I can do to help you?"
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