Yun Dagui saw Shen Ming nodding towards Yan Yiyi and thought in his mind:???
What just happened?
Yan Yiyi didn't say anything, and he didn't understand anything. Why did the young master nod?
After receiving the signal from Shen Ming that he agreed to increase the price, Yan Yiyi immediately pricked his finger with a needle.
Bright red blood dripped on the jade pendant, instantly dyeing it red.
In an instant, the jade pendant trembled in Yan Yiyi's palm.
Lu Jiaying felt as if a strong wind was blowing in front of her eyes and falling on Shiyuan.
"Master, what is this?"
"His longevity has been recovered."
Hearing this, Lu Jiaying cried with joy and hugged Shi Shiyuan and cried bitterly.
"puff!"
At this moment, in a house, a Taoist priest spurted out blood.
The originally rosy face of the young man on the bed also lost its color. Fu Qifeng was shocked, grabbed the Taoist priest and asked:
"What happened to my son? He was fine just now!
I gave you a thousand taels to save my son!"
The Taoist priest looked ugly. He was about to succeed, but unexpectedly, all his previous efforts were in vain!
"I met my opponent. Someone took back the Yang Shouquan that I took away from you for your noble master."
Fu Qifeng glared at him and ordered: "I don't care, you must find a way to save my son!"
The Taoist priest sighed. For the sake of one thousand taels, he could only continue to think of ways.
I saw him muttering something in a low voice, then taking out a flag and placing it in the sky above the white jade pendant.
"go!"
Inside this flag is the second-level fog ghost he raised, which took him twenty years to raise.
Let it restore Shi Shiyuan's longevity, and everything will be easy to handle.
Shi Mansion.
Yan Yiyi was staring at the jade pendant in his hand, preparing to find the person over there. Unexpectedly, a second-level fog ghost suddenly emerged from it?
As soon as Wu Gui poked his head out, he felt like his fate was being grabbed by the throat!
"Hi! His!"
Wu Gui bared his teeth at Yan Yiyi, but he still couldn't break free from Yan Yiyi's hands, let alone hurt a single hair of hers?
The judge stood on Yan Yiyi's shoulder and laughed at this second-level fog ghost for not knowing the current affairs!
Yan Yiyi sneered. Six days ago, she might have used a spell to kill this fog ghost, but now...
Yan Yiyi directly pulled it out of the jade pendant with his bare hands and rubbed it until it turned into a ball of gray yin energy.
When the second-level fog ghost appeared in this room, everyone felt that the room was suddenly a little cold, but they saw nothing.
But when Yan Yiyi rubbed Wu Gui to death, everyone saw it clearly.
Suddenly there was a mass of gray stuff in the palm of Yan Yiyi's hand, like a cloud of gray air or dark clouds in the sky.
When Xu Lingli saw this thing, he immediately felt familiar.
The same goes for Gu Qing behind her.
However, today's one seems slightly larger than that day's.
That day, the little girl vomited this thing directly!
This time, Yan Yiyi ate it again!!
"boom!"
The flag on the jade pendant suddenly fell down, and the Taoist priest spat out a bloody arrow in pain.
"!!!How's it going? Has Shi Shiyuan's Yang Shoula come over?"
Fu Qifeng asked anxiously.
At this moment, Shi Zhenao's face looked extremely ugly. If you look closely, it was the same as the face of the boy on the bed.
He has traveled around the world for so many years, but this time he actually fell into trouble!
The second-level fog ghost he had spent twenty years cultivating was just gone!
The Taoist priest was unwilling, but he was not carried away by anger.
"I'll give you back these one thousand taels, I don't want them any more!"
After that, Shi Zhenao threw down the banknote and prepared to leave.
Fu Qifeng panicked and lost his previous arrogance:
"Taoist Master, you can't ignore my son!
I will add another thousand taels, and you must save my son no matter what!"
She is just such a son.
She lost her husband five years ago, and now she has lost her son, how can she survive?
Those old guys from the Fu family eat people without spitting out their bones.
If Song Hui died, she would be kicked out of the Fu family immediately.
No, absolutely not!
Fu Qifeng was as stunned as a demon.
Shi Zhenao looked at the two thousand taels in front of him and hesitated.
If he had these two thousand taels, he wouldn't have to worry about it for the rest of his life.
After half a breath of hesitation, Shi Zhenao quickly made a decision and held the money tightly in his arms.
I saw that Shi Zhenao took out ten more flags from the bag, all of which were second-level fog ghosts. This was his last trump card.
Shi Zhenao bit his index finger, drew a circle around Yuan Songhui, placed ten flags on it, and finally dripped blood on the jade pendant.
In an instant, a red light emitted from the jade pendant.
"!!!"
After Yan Yiyi finished eating the Yin Qi, he noticed another strong Yin Qi coming out of the jade pendant.
Different from last time, this time, it seems a bit stronger!
Ten second-level fog ghosts rushed out together, carrying a sense of blood on their bodies.
Due to the taste of blood, the cultivation level of these ten second-level fog ghosts surged and they became restless.
[Prince of Hell, be careful, these ten second-level fog ghosts are being manipulated! 】