The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Hao suddenly felt a little suffocated, as if something elastic was squeezing his cheeks.

He was horrified.

Well you Luo Shui, you pretended to be an autistic undercover agent by my side for so many years, just to catch me by surprise one day.

But on second thought, something seemed wrong.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

After breaking free, Zhao Hao finally breathed fresh air, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Huanghe, do you dare to break into the barracks?"

Huang He smiled confidently: "Why don't you dare? Don't talk about these soldiers, even if your grandfather is in the next room, I dare to sleep with my arms around you."

"Brilliant..."

Zhao Hao could only give a thumbs up, but he looked at Luoshui who was meditating not far away, and then at the postures of the two of them.

I still feel that it is a bit too exciting.

Huang He didn't care, waved his hands and said: "Don't worry, she won't wake up in a short time, let's finish the matter as soon as possible!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his palm into a knife and struck at his neck.

Rolling his eyes, he passed out directly.

Zhao Hao looked at his sister, then at his sister, and couldn't help but gasped.

Suppressing some more exciting ideas, he urged Ku Rong Wenxing to pull out the lifeless barbs.

After all, it is in the territory of the barren country, without Jiang Zheng nodding his head in agreement, all actions against those who are in the fate of the country will be backlashed by the fate of the country, it's just a matter of severity or severity.

Fortunately, this time her participation was relatively low, and most of them were instigated by herself, so there were not many stabs.

After a quarter of an hour, all the barbs of the death qi were pulled out, and the qi was activated to repair the wound, Zhao Hao was slightly relieved.

As for Huang He, she also opened her eyes in high spirits: "My good brother doesn't poke needles!"

"It's not a question of poking or not poking now!"

Zhao Hao smacked his lips: "Tell me what happened in Wanggui Mountain."

Huang He nodded, and then told what he had seen and heard, Zhao Hao nodded his head.

Although this good sister is very fast-paced, she is actually rough and fine-grained, and she did everything she explained perfectly, and she even licked two bags.

She was a little annoyed: "I've always heard that those dead thieves can grow relics, but it turned out to be all lies."

Zhao Hao was a little disdainful: "What relic, isn't that thing a stone?"

"Stones? What the hell?"

"One kind of disease, malnutrition is easy to grow. It is estimated that this monk Yuanzhen secretly eats meat, otherwise maybe he can really grow one."

"You seem to understand it very well!"

"Slightly understand, I know several people who have this thing, but unfortunately they are not monks, otherwise I will give you a few dollars..."

"Ugh……"

Huang He felt a little regretful, but suddenly his eyes lit up: "My good brother, is there a way for the monk to grow relics?"

Zhao Hao shook his head: "It can't be guaranteed, but it can increase the probability."

"Sister has a bold idea... blah blah blah!"

"Good guy, relic, do you dare to breed artificially?"

Zhao Hao was startled. He didn't expect Huang He to be so fierce. He heard her say that the relic should have something, and it really has functions.

But why it is so rare, he is not quite sure.

This idea is really crazy, Zhao Hao dare not touch it for a short time, and he can't touch it.

Huang He also felt that this vision was a little far away, so he had to temporarily put this great plan on hold.

Immediately, he took out a blood-red spar from his bosom: "My good brother, this thing is for you! This trip to Wanggui Mountain, let's earn money!"

Zhao Hao wondered, "This is..."

Huang He directly stuffed the blood spar into his hand: "This thing can make a person become a first rank in a hundred days, and break a grand master in a thousand days!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

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1Chapter 16: The literary star is shining again, the sword is brave and the heart is in the piano, and the sword is bright and cold in nineteen states

One hundred days into one product.

Thousand Days Breaks Grandmaster!

Zhao Hao was excited at the time: "Can trash be used? Can trash be used?"

Huang He smiled lightly: "Of course it can be used! This blood spar is the result of Xue Zhenren's life's painstaking efforts. Anyone who inherits blood crystals, no matter how useless, can at least inherit [-]% of his strength. Only one blood crystal The Qingxu Sect has never declined outside the domain, which is why their power in Wei is getting stronger and stronger, because Wei's domestic top masters will always have their share."

"Mist Grass! Awesome!"

Zhao Hao stretched out his thumb: "So, I can use it too?"

Huang He choked for a moment: "Ah, this..."

Zhao Hao's mood suddenly changed: "Didn't you just say that you can do it even if you are trash?"

Huang He hesitated for a long time: "Isn't your situation special?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, so I'm already useless to the point of special circumstances?

Holding the blood crystal in his hand, he tried to sink his consciousness into it.

In just a moment, countless scenes of mysterious Taoism flashed in front of my eyes, but it was a pity that the foundation was so poor that none of them made sense.