Murong Feixue immediately stopped and patted the ashes with both hands. Said to Long Ming behind him: "Okay, let's go back to the inn now and rest for a while, that silver-faced supreme didn't succeed this time, and he will definitely make a comeback!" ”

"That's right! Not to mention that he is still thinking about the Nuwa Stone on your body, it is the crime he committed, we all have to go to him for a pen! ”

After Long Ming finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Murong Feixue's shoulder. It seemed to be encouraging and comforting, giving Murong Feixue a warm embrace. To this day, he could not forget the horror and anger he felt when he saw the cause of her mother's death after Blizzard activated the soul possession. He had never seen such an excited snowfall. He will never sit idly by with this hatred.

"That's right......" Murong Feixue raised her head, looked at Long Ming's resolute jaw, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly.

The group said goodbye, and Li Moge led his unconscious sister and the depressed adoptive sister back to Li's house. By the way, he also gave Murong Feixue and Long Ming two invitations. It was the Ice City Treasure Hunt a day later. If you can get the Finder at that treasure hunt, it will not be a problem to find the whereabouts of the Silver Faced Supreme.

Wait until Long Ming, Murong Feixue, Snake Demon, Li Daikite, and Huahua returned to the inn. Only then did I find that the entire inn was already crowded. I don't know what happened, but the people were surrounded by three layers inside and three outside, as if they were watching something strange.

"Walk by! Don't miss ...... This is a once-in-a-lifetime resurrection pill, come and come, one hundred taels of silver! Tong Su is not bullied, after this village, there is no such shop! ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Long Ming's eyes immediately lit up. Stretched out his hand to pull Murong Feixue, and with a single step, he directly led Murong Feixue through the crowd and arrived at the door of the inn.

At a glance, I saw an old man with a white beard, pointing to the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand with one hand, and constantly drawing circles in mid-air with the other. Standing under the gaze of everyone, he did not look embarrassed at all. He is promoting his elixir with a lot of mouth. I don't know how long it has been fooling, but there are hundreds of onlookers here.

"Old Taoist, what you said about the Resurrection Pill is true or false? If I beat you to death and feed you another one, will you ever come back to life? ”

"Yes, yes! It's so mysterious! Such an elixir can't be bought for a million taels outside, you only need a hundred taels of silver? Bragging rights......"

"That's right! It's definitely a big fool, we might as well go to the monkey show next door! Standing here for half a day in the sun, what a hell of a life! ”

The crowd raised many questioning voices, and many of them snorted disdainfully and turned to leave.

Who knows, the old man in white looked very unconvinced. He raised his sword directly and swiped it on his neck. Blood spurted out. The man also fell to the ground. Seeing that he was dying there, he still didn't give up and reached out to uncork the blue and white porcelain vase. Wu Zi took a pill.

Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and they couldn't believe that this old man could be so decisive, in order to prove that his elixir was effective. I don't hesitate to put a piece on my neck. Hardly anyone believed that the old man would survive.