Chapter 126 Yaoji has a different treasure in the jar

After peeping at the ** next door with super perception, I found that there was a bloody tattoo on the back of **. He changed his mind and secretly guessed the woman's identity.

This Yaoji has something to do with the tester. Or, it belongs to some hidden forces. I don't know if the mighty marquis himself knows this situation.

Thinking of the mighty marquis, the night turned his head and glanced at it. The king was staring at the door in a daze and couldn't see what was on his mind. Qingyue looked different when she saw the night, but she couldn't speak and felt uncomfortable.

So, more than an hour passed. The maid of honor opened the door and said to the mighty marquis, "Marquis, I have prepared according to the requirements of the magic doctor. Please move."

The mighty marquis greeted the night, and the night signaled to the clear moon and entered together.

Yaoji is still in bed, and her clothes have obviously changed. But the effect of the paralysis agent still exists, so she is not aware of it.

"Marquis, please ask someone to bring the celadon pel and put it in a liter of water." Night Road.

The mighty marquis quickly ordered the maid of honor to do it. The maid of honor took the celadon vase and took it to Qingyue.

Qingyue took out a drop of blood and a drop of ointment prepared in advance, and dripped it into the celadon pel. Suddenly, a strange fragrance came out of the celadon cup, and the color of the water gradually turned pale red.

The mighty marquis can't help nodding. As long as he is not a fool, he knows that it must be a good thing that drips into the celadon pelago. It's just that the effect of this liquid remains to be seen.

The night ordered the maid to pull one of Yaoji's hands out of the bed and put it on the celadon pel. After finishing it, Qingyue began to cast spells.

As soon as she waved her hand, a green knife appeared in her palm. Take a knife and gently pull it on Yaoji's index finger to cut out a wound. In the dark of the night, the clear moon controls the plant energy and grows again. This trick transforms energy into a weapon, which should be learned from Xiaoxin.

As soon as the wound opened, a blood arrow immediately soared out and shot directly into the celadon pel.

"Marquis, look." The maid holding the celadon pel suddenly said.

There must be a strange change. The mighty marquis quickly came over and observed nearby. In the celadon urnal, the pale red water surface fluctuates. Looking carefully, there were countless insects beating in the water.

Moreover, the blood on Yaoji's index finger keeps dripping, and small insects keep flowing out of the wound and flowing into the celadon pel. When the mighty marquis saw this scene, he was immediately excited.

So, it's been an hour. The blood of the wound gradually stopped, and there were fewer insects falling into the pels. Qingyue quickly turned into a green fog and sealed Yaoji's wound.

It's amazing. The wound on Yaoji's finger closed and contracted in an instant. At a glance, it was as smooth as new, leaving no scars. Looking at Yaoji's face, it has gradually turned red, and the injury has really improved.

The mighty marquis was overjoyed and was waiting to say something. The night quickly motioned to stop him. Then he ordered the maid to send her resignation to the hall, and a group of people followed.

The maid of honor asked to resign and put it on the case. The mighty marquis approached again and observed again. His force is profound, and his eyesight is naturally different from that of ordinary people. The poisonous insect one-tenth the size of a grain of rice in the celadon pel can be seen at a glance.

In the celadon pel, the poisonous insects are so dense that it is hard to count.

The night said to the mighty marquis, "Your Majesty, please step back. These poisonous insects must be killed immediately. In case they escape from the net, it is easy to cause trouble again."

After the mighty marquis heard the words, he took out the medicine bottle that had been prepared for a long time, unscrewed the cork, and dripped the poison into the pellet. This poison is taken from the poison sac harvested by Jietian in the Demon Mountains, and the effect is very significant.

Before long, the water in the celadon urn turned black and buzzed. Check again that the poisonous worm has been wiped out.

Seeing this, the mighty marquis quickly expressed his gratitude to Qingyue. Just as I was about to promise some money, I heard the night say, "Your Majesty, the poisonous insects have not been removed yet. You still need to cast the spell twice like this, and then supplemented with a medicine to cure it. It's just..."

Well, the meat show is coming again.

"Please tell me quickly. If you have any needs, it must be met." The mighty marquis answered the words and waited to be slaughtered.

The night frowned and said, "The strange medicine that just dripped into the pellet is the essence of flesh and blood in the body of the seventh-level Warcraft. It was left to the young master by the elders, and it was used to heal injuries in case of serious injuries. Unfortunately, only these two drops are out of stock.

The mighty marquis also smelled the strange fragrance of drugs just now, and he knew that what the night said was true. He also frowned and said, "Mr. Wu, can you replace it with other drugs?"

"Yes," the night affirmed, "The young master had already ordered when he came, if the dose of red drops is not enough. You can take the blood of people with profound martial arts and refine them, and you can also get similar effects. If you think about this, it's not difficult for you. But the white medicine liquid is a little troublesome, but Junhou has a lot of good medicine in stock. After refining the essence, it may work.

Hearing the words of the night, Wei Wuhou was immediately relieved: "The master's blood is not a problem. As for the elixir, just open your mouth. As long as it is in the warehouse, you can withdraw it."

"It's so good," said the night, "With three ten-thousand-year-old elixir as the main material and supplementing a large number of thousand-year-old elixir, it should be able to refine the strange medicine. The young master said that its effect is not far from the drug droplets condensed by the blood and flesh of the seven-level Warcraft. In addition, Mrs. Jun's body is invaded by early poisonous insects, and the flesh and blood are devoid. She needs to refine some pills to nourish, and she also needs to take some elixirs.

The mighty marquis agreed to make an appointment for the next diagnosis and treatment time, so he sent the waiter to take them back to the hall.

Another extortion, the night is in a good mood.

It's just that I peeped ** out of the bath before and was seen by Qingyue, so the waist was greasy and red and swollen a few times.

The carriage followed the road and returned to Guanyi in a short time. There was still a lot of noise at the door. The night opened the curtain and looked out, and there was an endless stream of people who came to ask for medicine.

The folk customs here are still simple, although the night has repeatedly reiterated that there is no charge. But those people who had been treated still threw what they thought were valuable into the big jar under Xiao Ruxuan's control.

Suddenly, the night was stunned, because he saw two familiar figures by the cylinder. He ordered the waiter to stop the carriage and quickly got out of the car and rushed over.

Those two people are the crazy tigers and strangers who met in the North City Restaurant. The night was strange, and Fan Qingping also knew these two people. Why didn't you invite me to the reception in the post? What are these two people wandering around outside?

The mouse's eyes turned around, only around the big cylinder. The night turned his mind, and as soon as he thought of the identity of the two of them, he suddenly knew it. Did the mouse find something in the big jar? Maybe it could be worth a few copper coins.

"Two people," the night held his fist from afar, "Brother Crazy Tiger and Mouse, please sit in the hall."

The mad tiger and the mouse looked up when they heard the sound and saw that it was night. They quickly greeted and returned the salute. The night passed through the crowd and led the way ahead.

Walking out of more than ten meters, the night noticed that there was no movement behind him. Looking back, the mouse was still staring at the jar and refused to move its pace.

The night was happy and turned back and asked, "But do you like something?"

"Cough, cough," the mouse scratched his head shyly and smiled awkwardly.