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Chapter 391 The Bride Who Was Repented 38
Lan Shuying watched intently with ghost pupils.

She noticed a strange heat flow from the palm of Mangta's hand, which hooked the red ball in the corpse's chest cavity. After staying for a few seconds, the ball exploded like a ignited firecracker.

There was a soft bang, and the body trembled.

Manta withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

The fire ignited from the inside of the body, and within a dozen breaths, the man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall was burned to ashes.

Silent.

Dugu Yueyue's eyes widened, and then rubbed vigorously.

A gust of wind blew by, and the cloud of ash was quickly thrown onto the snow behind, leaving only fuzzy scorched black marks on the spot.

Mang Ta didn't stop because of the astonishment of the spectators, he continued to walk to the next corpse and repeated the action just now.

The result is naturally the same.

A series of more than a dozen alien corpses were all handled in the same way.

An idea suddenly popped up in Lan Shuying's mind: This is very environmentally friendly!

Clean and neat, and less material than corpse water.However, this peculiar treatment method is only used by the alien race in the snow field.

Now there are eight people in the snow, they are the Mangta couple and the sleeping child in the woman's arms, the four members of Daohuang's family, and Lan Shuying.

After introducing each other, everyone walked back together without exchanging too many greetings.

The yurt that Daohuang rented from the herdsmen was actually not small, but with so many people walking in one after another, the yurt was packed to the brim, making people feel more and more warm here, as if there were countless invisible hands in the air. Pulling, in short, I don't want to go out anymore.

Before the Sword Emperor could speak, Dugu Yueyue hurriedly squeezed to Lan Shuying's side, grabbed her arm, and chattered.

"Miss Shiwei, you scared Xiaoyue to death! Did you really go to the snowy field? Hey, that's right, why did you fight with those people? Are they aliens? Why did they fight with you? There are, cough, how many are these?"

Lan Shuying was very uncomfortable with her closeness.

But judging from her declining memories, Dugu Yueyue has a very good relationship with her.

Because there are really no children of the same age and status as Shiwei in Yaohuanggu, only this girl who often comes as a guest can play with her and whisper with her.

Lan Shuying imitated her weak tone and small gestures, and affectionately held Dugu Yueyue's hand and said: "I did climb up to the snowfield for a while and saved someone, but I was chased by that group of people right after, It was hard to escape."

She turned to the Sword Emperor and his wife, bowed down solemnly, and thanked them for their rescue.

Madam Dugu's face was expressionless, she just hummed lightly and looked away, obviously she was not interested in Shi Wei, and she didn't want to communicate with her at all.

Daohuang stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "It's fine, it's fine, think about it, it's thanks to these people who forced you back, otherwise, we don't know where to go to catch you." He pushed his son "Girl, this is the boss of my family. I haven't seen him for several years, but do you still recognize him?"

Boss Dugu's blush turned into boiled shrimp, and the young and strong man with five big and three thick men almost revealed the feeling of Xiao Jiabiyu, timidly, he did not dare to look at her.

When Lan Shuying saw him like this, she understood that the Emperor of Swords hadn't given up the idea of ​​letting Shiwei marry his son.

Shi Wei has seen that Lan Shuying does not want to keep her, and, according to the content of the contract, if all her wishes are fulfilled, the other party should dispose of them.

After all, it is impossible to return to freedom, and it is very likely that she will not survive. She simply let herself go, and she will do whatever it takes to make Lan Shuying unhappy.This is a weak and deceitful person, if this mouth becomes poisonous, it will indeed be very disgusting.

Lan Shuying thought silently, a dirty rag appeared out of nowhere in Zhihai Lifei, flew over and directly blocked Shi Wei's mouth.

Then she said apologetically to the young man: "Just now, the snow is big, I really didn't see it clearly, I hope Brother Dugu will not blame the younger sister."

Dugu Yueyue flattened her mouth, she understood from this self-proclaimed name: her eldest brother is really out of luck.

From the bottom of my heart, elder brother treats her sister very well, and Dugu Yueyue really doesn't want a sister-in-law to share her treatment, unless... this sister-in-law has a very good relationship with her, then she is willing to let her elder brother out.

It's a pity, Miss Shiwei is not willing, and she can't force it.

The Sword Emperor also showed regret, but he had expected this result, so he was not particularly disappointed, but he was not so eager.

From this moment on, Shiwei was not a potential daughter-in-law to him, but an orphan left by an old friend.

Thinking of his old friend Yao Huang, Dao Huang's eyes were slightly darkened and sentimental. After all, the friendship of decades is not a fake.He took a jar of soju from the corner of the yurt and drank it alone.

He sighed, "Girl, do you want to go to Xueyuan to find old medicine?"

Lan Shuying nodded.

At that time, Shi Wei told her three wishes, which were not to save Li Xueya, not to have his heart gouged out, and to find the medicine emperor (or the body of the medicine emperor) if he could do it or not.

Lan Shuying was able to climb to the No.11 position in the 1th district, relying on strength, luck, and a little more courage than others.For example, she will definitely try to do this kind of optional task first.

She rescued Li Xueya, but it was for the purpose of playing black hands. Now Li Xueya has defeated the Sword Emperor's endurance in advance, and is being imprisoned in the Excalibur Palace as a breeding pig.And Ye Xinghe has already been disabled, if he wants to help him continue to connect the meridians of his limbs and recover his martial arts, he will have to pay a huge price for returning to Xueshan Villa.

Ye Fuluo couldn't protect herself, so she might not be willing to do it. Even if she wanted to save her son, she had to find a doctor who was sufficiently skilled.

In this way, Li Xueya will have no other helpers who dare to compete with the Divine Sword Palace. Normally speaking, when the sons of him and those maids are born smoothly, this pig will be slaughtered.

It doesn't make much sense for Lan Shuying to stay in the Central Plains, time is precious, so she wants to go to the snowy plains for a break.

Before she had a deep talk with Ge Shuyu, she didn't know that there was this group of aliens in the snow field.

After this direct contact, she realized that something was wrong.

This is a low-level plane, and it is based on the original Danmei novel.In theory, there should be no ghosts or ghosts.

The decline of a resentful ghost may be said to be an accident. After all, she has a clear grievance with the two protagonists, and she has a lot of scenes in the original work. Moreover, she was calculated by those two people, and she may have been contaminated by the power of rules. .

But the heat flow used by Mangta to arouse the ball inside the corpse is already infinitely close to divine power in nature.

Thin, but indeed divine power.

Calculating in this way, the alien race in the snowfield is the descendant of the gods, and this legend does have some truth.

"Doctor, are you looking for someone?" The Mongolian woman had been listening, and finally had her chance to intervene.

The flames reflected her red face, and the woman asked enthusiastically, "Are you from the Central Plains too?"

"That's right, he is my master, a miracle doctor. He hasn't come out since he entered the snowfield more than three years ago." Lan Shuying described Yaohuang's appearance and dressing style to her.

The Mongolian woman thought for a while, but she probably didn't remember it, so she relayed these words to her husband Manta in a foreign language.

She acted as a sounding board, enabling Lan Shuying and Mangta to communicate smoothly.

"Is your master's name Zhuo Ru?"

Lan Shuying wanted to shake her head at first, but suddenly found that Shiwei's expression changed, and she looked extremely excited. She turned her head, and then remembered that Yao Huang's name was indeed Zhuo Ru, so she nodded hurriedly, "Have you really met?" My master? How is he now?"

Mangta said a few more words.

The Mongolian woman translated: "I have seen him. Zhuo Ru lives in the patriarch's house and is responsible for developing the Great Cold Pill. He is alive and well. His duties are very important and he cannot leave there."

Great Cold Pill?
Lan Shuying has seen this prescription in the "Compassion Pharmacopoeia", it is a failed experiment of the Medicine Emperor, and has never been actually made.He added this recipe later, just because some steps are more instructive.

As for the medicinal properties of the Great Cold Pill...

She seemed to understand why Yao Huang was forced to stay with the patriarch of the foreign race.

Because, Great Cold Pill, as the name suggests, is a cold pill.

For example, after Ah Shui followed Ge Shuyu, whenever the fire in his body was restless, he could chew cold stones and take its essence to suppress the fire nature.

Great Cold Pill is an enhanced version of Cold Stone.

It seems that even if the foreign race imprisoned themselves in the severe cold snow field, they still could not completely suppress the fire nature.

Mang Ta does not deny her understanding, this is the truth.

The Emperor of Medicine saw through the problems in the alien race's body, so he took out the formula of the Great Cold Pill in time, and made a finished product with herbs with similar effects on the snow field, and gave it to the alien race.

After confirming that the Great Cold Pill was effective, the aliens happily locked him back to meet the patriarch.

Since then, Yao Huang has become their guest of honor, a most honorable prisoner, and they are willing to give him the highest treatment except freedom.

"Oddly..." The Emperor of Swords was stunned when he heard that, he slapped his thigh for the last time, and howled: "Old medicine, old medicine, you are so confused, if you knew this earlier, what are you going to do to pick that weed!"

Lan Shuying was also helpless.

She vaguely knew that the purpose of the Medicine Emperor climbing up the snowfield was to pick a blind medicinal herb.

Shi Wei once tried to persuade him not to go, Yao Huang agreed very happily, and in the end, he came to her directly and left without saying goodbye!

A doctor's love for a good medicine is no less than that of a swordsman facing a peerless sword, and a swordsman facing the best swordsmanship, it is really irresistible temptation.

It can only be said that it was predestined, Yao Huang should have this calamity.

Lan Shuying looked at Mangta and his wife from the corner of his eye, and said in a deep voice: "I am also a doctor, I have seen all the steps of the Great Cold Pill, if I am by Master's side, I can help him..."

The face of the Mongolian woman changed greatly, and she anxiously dissuaded: "Are you crazy? I know your poison is really powerful, but the number of Zhurong people is really too many. The patriarch is not a man, he is a god! Today these people are just being chased away. As for the minions on the outskirts, the deeper you go, the more powerful the Zhurong people you will meet... They are already going crazy, if you go, you will never even think about coming back in this life!"

"Going crazy...?" Lan Shuying grasped these words, and it sounded that this group named Zhu Rong seemed to be in some trouble.

The woman chatted with Manta, and the couple discussed for a while.

Their child woke up once in the middle, Dugu Yueyue was very enthusiastic, and handed over a bowl of hot water, and they fed the child gratefully.

After all, Mrs. Dugu was a mother, and she was more considerate than her daughter. She went out quietly and asked for a can of goat milk from the herdsmen, and gave it to the couple when it was heated.

This move completely conquered their hearts.

Mangta greeted Lan Shuying to sit down, and put on a posture of preparing for a long talk.

He said a paragraph, and the Mongolian woman translated a paragraph.

"My family name is Zhu Rong, which is the legacy of the God of Fire. The family enshrines the treasures left by our ancestors. As time goes by, our ancestors have forgotten us, and our divinity is gradually fading. Only the treasures can help us keep our divinity."

Lan Shuying asked: "What does divinity mean?"

This is not the first time she has encountered this word. This kind of thing may come from rules or belief. Judging from the experience of the Zhurong people, belief is more likely.

Mangta covered his chest with his right hand, and rubbed his four fingers against the skin a few times.

When he withdrew his hand again, there was a neat exclamation in the yurt—I saw his fingertips were like lighted candles, and he could directly see the bones inside through the crystal clear flesh, extending upwards, touching the bones. At the end, there are four sparks!

After Mangta made this demonstration, the sparks did not disappear immediately, but continued to expand. His forehead was dripping with sweat, and his lips gradually turned pale.

In contrast, the sparks are getting redder and redder, as if fueled by human blood!
It's not a trick.

Lan Shuying "seeed" very clearly: when Mangta's fingers touched the skin in the center of the chest cavity, the red ball jumped. He used that thin divine power to build a bridge, and borrowed fire from the inside of the ball to complete it. This demo.

The divinity here is more interesting than that in Agatha's world.

It has to be said that she has become interested in the treasure of the Zhurong clan.

The Zhu Rong clan is extremely powerful, and can cast flames through the red ball in its body, it is simply a freak of both magic and martial arts.Perhaps it is precisely because their presence upsets the balance that the power of the rules endows them with glaring flaws.

Most of the drowned people could swim.

The Zhurong people worshiped fire, worshiped fire, and finally died of fire.

In order to allow the tribe to continue to multiply, they migrated all the way and settled in the snowfield.

The treasure cannot be far away from them, otherwise it will be destroyed.

They cannot leave the Arcana, or they will lose their divinity.

This is a very helpless mutual need.

In Lan Shuying's understanding, the existence of the treasure has a radiation effect on the Zhurong people. The closer they are, the stronger the radiation will be, which will make them feel that their divinity is increasing.However, when they are enhanced to a certain value, they will be like the dozens of detonated and even burned corpses outside...

It has been like this for generations, but it is never tired.

Speaking of treasures, it is clearly a source of disaster.

"It sounds like a trouble..." Lan Shuying rubbed her forehead, and suddenly thought of something, "I would like to ask, your husband, how did he resist this temptation?"

(End of this chapter)