Carry out the tragic female supporting role to the end

Chapter 99
Leng Siyi smiled: "Just now I saw a little green snake, it looks like the elder brother raised it before."

Mu Zi clenched her fingers tightly under the sleeves, but she had a sad expression on her face: "Perhaps Elder Siyi misunderstood, Mu Cheng, her longevity lamp went out a few days ago."

Leng Siyi was slightly stunned, she didn't expect the other green snake to die.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Ling Chen pursed his lips and broke the silence: "Let's go."

As he walked forward, his gentle eyebrows froze for a moment.

Mu Zi hastily followed, and when she thought of Mu Cheng, she couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, she must be dead, she must be dead, and she will definitely not come back to snatch brother Shen with her.

A trace of icy coldness flashed across the originally pure turquoise eyes.

Simplicity can also be false.

Leng Siyi walked thoughtfully, raised her hand, and looked at the poorly packaged mobile phone, but it cost her 50 yuan of spirit stone medicine. Her bright eyes didn't know what to think, so she put the medicine in the storage space.

She wanted to ask her senior brother for a green snake before, because the two green snakes raised by this senior brother are not ordinary green snakes, but snakes that can find good medicinal materials. The medicinal herbs they carry in their baskets are also Muzi. found it, which saved them a lot of time.

When Leng Siyi heard that the longevity lamp of the other green snake had gone out, she stopped thinking about it. Instead, she carried the basket on her back and wanted to go back to Linshuiyuan quickly to study the reasons for the failure of these potions.

She grabbed the belt of the basket and walked quickly to the adjacent water garden.

And Ge Yan here.

Baidu only sold one bottle of potion now, and the peddlers who set up a stall next door have already closed their stalls and gone home.

Baidu slanted against a stone lion statue. There was also a wooden sign beside the bottles and jars of potions. Ge Yan took it out from his own space and engraved a few words on it: 50 high-grade spirit stones.

The font is beautiful, as if it were carved, exquisite and elegant.

With half-closed eyes, Baidu glanced lazily at Ge Yan's piece of wood. It was ancient poinciana wood, and he took it out just to mark a price for him. He felt a little unnatural in his heart, but he didn't show it.

He looked away, where no one saw, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Please, my elder brother is really dying. If he doesn't drink the spiritual consciousness restoration potion, he will die." A woman knelt at the door of a medicine hall opposite, kowtowing, "Please, I There is no spirit stone, but I can come here to help, please."

The woman's eyes were red from crying, and there were bloodstains on her forehead, but she was still begging, extremely humble.

The shopkeeper at the door looked at her coldly, unmoved: "Do you think the potion is cheap? If you don't have spirit stones, just get out of here. Don't block the door of my shop and hinder my business."

The woman's voice was crying, and she kowtowed non-stop: "Please."

The shopkeeper raised his hand to signal the servants in the store to drive the woman away.

The shopkeeper walked in and stopped looking at the woman.

The boy came out, turned around to make sure the shopkeeper couldn't see it, and then said to the woman: "Girl, don't kneel here, you might as well go buy some inferior medicine, maybe it can save your brother's life, you see On the other side, those inferior medicines definitely don't need to spend a few spirit stones."

The woman wiped her tears, maybe she listened to what the boy said, maybe she was sure that the shopkeeper would really not give her alms. She stood up, turned around a little unsteadily, and looked at the potions in those booths. When the hawkers saw the woman looking over, they all showed disgusted expressions.

The woman pursed her lips, her eyes dimmed slightly, and then rushed into the shop caught off guard by the servant, and grabbed a bottle of potion. It seemed that she had aged for a long time, and she rushed out in a panic, her arms tightly Holding the small bottle of delicate potion.

Yun Yao would not go to those small stalls, only high-level potions can save her elder brother.

(End of this chapter)