Chapter 72 Dragon Si Essence and Blood

Double layers of fur felt surround a dark, private space.

"Lao Tang, is such a big tent only for the four of us?"

Hong Fan touched the comfortable fur under his body and said doubtfully.

"You don't want to sleep here?"

When Mr. Tang heard this, he scratched his head and laughed: "Our servants stink so much, how can we live with the young masters?"

"Then where do you live?" Hong Fan asked.

"Of course we're sleeping in an ice nest!"

Big Tang replied while using the scattered fur mats on his hands to block every inch of space on the floor of the tent.

"What is Bingwozi?" Hong Fan asked.

"It's just a big hole dug under the snow ridge." Big Tang grinned back.

As for the countless majestic wonders that Taishan has cultivated through vicissitudes of life, they were all wiped out by this heavy snow.

On the steep and naked mountainside, a faint light shines out from the entrance of the cave; at a high point on the ridge, there are sentries in fur coats keeping watch.

"A bottle of 'Dragon Si Essence and Blood' comes with a complete list of auxiliary materials and usage instructions."

It was about a quarter to five o'clock at this time, and there were only some finishing touches left in the tent.

The white-toothed warrior replied calmly.

The shortest one, He Liangjun, the second-in-command of Hai Fei Fei and the "Seven-Step Killer", who was huddled in the chair with his legs crossed, squinted his eyes and his eyes kept wandering around the visitor like an iron needle.

But the two young warriors just laughed.

Yabai suppressed his smile and took something out of his arms.

"The order this time is to intercept and kill us at that time."

Hong Fan made the bed, took out a few pieces of grease-rich pine wood from the firewood pile outside the tent, ignited them with his bare hands and used his true energy to store heat, and then lit the fire.

"It can fundamentally change the user's talent and talent, which is far more valuable than ordinary martial arts resources."

"The so-called Dragon Si blood essence is the blood essence of these naturally noble species."

After hearing this, the breathing of the three masters of Huran Realm also became heavy.

"Long Si is extremely talented in practicing martial arts and sensing nature. After accumulating knowledge from generation to generation, he has become a prominent family in the past dynasties."

"We only need to draw some dry grass and dead branches into the ice nest to make a bed, and put cooked leather and quilts on top. Before going to bed, block the doorway with snow, leaving only a few ventilation holes, and it will be very warm!"

"They are called the Dragonborn."

"Of course, I can't compare with you, young master."

The young warrior nodded.

"Your surname is Xiao?"

As he spoke, he tied a few quilts to the wooden frame of the tent, which not only enhanced warmth, but also served as a partition between the beds.

Hearing what his elder brother said, Yu Kaicheng nodded repeatedly.

"Last time, for 10,000 taels of silver, we ambushed the teams of the three Jinhai families. After a few months of unrest, we lost dozens of sons. Now we have calmed down a bit."

"If we only provide money for this kind of thing, we will be teasing the leaders."

"It doesn't matter who we are."

One of them, the one with narrow eyebrows, said.

"This, this is?"

"Brother, what is Long Si's essence and blood?"

"The hunting team has entered Taishan and will return in three days."

The firelight flickered in the tent, and the temperature quickly rose.

Now that we suddenly have a glimpse of a turning point, how can we not be excited?

However, just when everyone was thinking about it, Wan Guangji suddenly struck out with a double-headed sword, instantly suppressing the emotions in the room.

Fang Tianzong, the third oldest, was the first to lose his composure and asked.

"If I take this job from you again, then Haifei will fight to the death with the entire Jinhai City!"

They are all in their thirties and forties, and their martial arts realm has basically stagnated. They thought they would have to stop here in their lives.

After seeing the two of them finish speaking, Wan Guangji chuckled and shook his head.

"It looks like the boss recognizes me, so that's convenient."

Hong Fan, who had nothing to do, walked out of the tent and found that the snow had stopped.

Wan Guangji took a deep breath and explained in a low voice: "After the ancestor dragon descended from the sky, he not only taught the human race the foundation of martial arts, but also bestowed his bloodline and surpassed a group of mortals."

The other three heads were particularly curious when they saw this - it should be noted that when the other party proposed the price of ten thousand taels of silver last time, their eldest brother just refused to comment.

The visitors were two young men dressed in samurai uniforms.

Wan Guangji's jaw line was slightly tight and he didn't reply immediately.

"By the way, the one from the Hong family who got the Sand World is also gone."

Wan Guangji stared at the blood bottle with a slight struggle on his face.

"Our requirements are not high - the young ladies from the first and second-rate houses in Jinhai City should have at least ten heads chopped off."

Hong Fan was curious, so he got up and went to help dig an ice nest together.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and ducked back into the warm tent.

Another young warrior with white teeth added.

"Well..."

On the high platform of the Juyi Hall, a middle-aged man with a narrow waist and broad shoulders and a short beard was sitting in a large wooden chair, holding a long and narrow double-headed knife in his hand.

After issuing orders several times, Hong Fan saw that the big man Tang still refused to obey, so he had no choice but to give up and send them all away.

This is the headquarters of Hai Hai Fei, which is hidden deep in the sea of ​​sand.

The sky is clear and the earth is white, and the world is unified at this moment and is particularly open.

The strong wind passed through the gaps in the Gobi rocks and howled incessantly, like a wild ape laughing strangely or a civet cat crying at night.

"His name is Hong Fan, and his head must be counted among those ten."

He loosened his fingers, revealing the object in his palm - a small glass bottle, which contained a blood-like red liquid.

"Now that the snow has become very hard, we don't have to worry about the ice nest collapsing, and it can also be protected from wind and snow."

He tapped his knuckles on the iron handrail, as if to accompany his words.

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At the same time, deep in the Jinhai Desert.

"In our line of work, if you earn money, you also have a life to spend."

To his left and right, the three Huran Realm masters took their seats and met the visitors with the eldest brother.

But as Hong Fan looked at the snow, he felt isolated from the world.

But this time, the servants did not dare to agree to him.

After the words "Sand World" came out, "Four-Armed Yaksha" Yu Kaicheng unnaturally twisted his neck, while "Broken Steel" Fang Tianzong clenched his fists.

Wan Guangji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked in a low voice, his voice trembling.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west and the sky was dark. Most of the servants had finished their work and went to decorate their ice nests. Only the laughter of the young ladies from various families came from far away from the edge of the camp, which made the camp even more lively.

All silent.

This person is none other than Wan Guangji, the master of Hai Fei, the "Great Sun Sword Wheel" who is ranked 572 on the evil list.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see the strange shape of the blood in the glass bottle even from ten meters away - there were countless golden stars floating in the large red blood, spinning endlessly like a galaxy.

"The reward this time is worthy of joining the great master's family!"

His eyes were slightly focused, and he asked questions abruptly.

As he spoke, his eyes looking at the glass bottle became more intense.

"When the time comes, no matter whether Hong Jian or Li Heming brings people in personally, we will not be able to afford it."

As he spoke, he held the bottle with two fingers and shook it slightly. The golden shavings in the blood suddenly surged and dispersed, emitting a flickering light.

Hong Fan took a breath and looked around. All he could see was that the peaks surrounding the valley were a vast expanse of white. He couldn't tell where was the forest and where was the rock.

"It's not important? You don't even reveal your identity, how can I trust you to keep your promise?"

Wan Guangji said.

PS: The stomach and intestines were fried again, and I couldn’t digest. I had to make some detailed plans throughout the day, which ruined my schedule.

I plan to go for a painless gastrointestinal endoscopy next Tuesday to find out what is wrong.
Chapter completed!