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Chapter 223 Suddenly, a mad priest sharpened his knife at night!(2/2)

"Next, it's my turn..."

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At the end of the alley in the south of the city, there was a small courtyard at the end of a small alley that had been covered by the smell of pungent medicine for many days.

In the courtyard, there is a high stove and fire platform, with a large black iron pot above and a burning flame below.

Gululu~

Someone soaked it in the hot medicine liquid, but the whole body was gone, leaving only a mess of hair covering the face, and the head that could not be seen clearly was outside.

He has been boiling in a pot of medicinal liquid for more than ten days.

In the prison, while Yang Yu closed his eyes, the eyes of the living dead suddenly opened in the iron pot and the iron pot of medicine bath.

Swish!

It seemed like a thunder flashed, and the night seemed to have a moment of light.

Hurry!

The next moment, the living dead jumped out, and with a casual move, he had already covered his black robe, his hood covered his face, and his long sword hung around his waist.

"Xiao family..."

Before the hoarse voice fell, the man had already escaped from the courtyard.

His body was like the wind, and he instantly left the alley and walked like a ghost in the night.

call!

call!

As he rose and fell, Yang Yu was constantly familiar with the body of the living dead.

As a quasi-grandmaster of the Thirteenth Blood Transformation and the Five Foundation Establishment Levels, Fang Qidao's body polishing is still far above him, but he was injured too seriously.

The golden-armored divine shadow was clearly rubbed from the King of Zhao of the Western Palace, Zhang Xuanba. With one punch, it would not make any difference if it was replaced by Jilong Mountain.

Even though Yang Yu has been nourishing his body these days, the situation is not very optimistic and cannot return to his peak.

But it is not comparable to ordinary people.

"call!"

He took the pills he had prepared long ago, turned his body, but first came to the long street where he had killed the old man with poison.

The soldiers who blocked this place naturally could not detect his traces and let his body rise and fall, and came to the center of the poisonous fog, where the old man of Bai Poison died.

Others are as poisonous as tigers, and are useless to the living dead who have been transformed by the evil seal.

"That's what?"

Yu Yang used his sword sheath to lift a gray-black iron ball in the wreckage, the size of a fist, like a honeycomb, and got it.

This is the only thing that I feel certain.

This thing is why the Baipo Taoist can hide poisonous insects more than ten times the amount they are in.

"It's indeed 'Empty Valley Stone'!"

Yu Yang clenched the stone tightly.

In the Liushemen's desk room, he had read a biography of miscellaneous books that had been quite old, and the strange stone recorded in it still vividly remembered it.

The book records that this strange stone looks like a honeycomb and is connected to all the orifices. It is not a mortal object, but a rare treasure in the heaven, without sharpness and solidity.

But there are objects that hide ten times a hundred times as much as their own body, and they have the power of almost the legendary "Sumeric Mustard Seed"!

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In the west of the city, not far from the military camp, there is a manor with a disgrace.

This manor covers a small area and is not very beautiful, but it is beautifully decorated inside, including gardens, rockery, screen walls, pavilions, towers, and martial arts venues.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three arrows pass through the target and penetrate the wall, and then the sound explosion sounds and the airflow whistles.

"Young master is good at archery!"

"The arrow sounds thunderous, and penetrates the target within three hundred steps and passes through the wall. It's really a good archery technique!"

"In my opinion, the young master's archery technique can be used as a single in the army!"

Several men dressed in guards cheered loudly.

"What kind of army in the single army?"

Some people sang the opposite tune and shook their heads and said with a smile:

"It is clearly the only one in the world, the archer among the archers!"

"What is this small method that is unique in the world?"

Xiao Qingfeng shook his head and laughed, but he didn't care about the escorts' praise. He couldn't put down the long bow in his palm and exclaimed:

"The Liu family is worthy of being a family of magic arrows. Although this four-elephant bow is not as good as the 'Sun-Chasing Bow' in the Dragon Yuan Palace, it is also the best in the world!"

"This treasure bow is just right for the young master to use, and it is really a pearl that has been cast into the hands of the mud legs."

Several guards were also jealous.

Such a bow is simply priceless.

"Is this bow easy to use?"

Someone asked a question.

"Natural and smooth...well?!"

Xiao Qingfeng replied casually, but before he could speak, he realized something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and saw that there was a person standing on the rooftop and at the corners of the flying tiger's eaves.

Its black robe covers the body and covers the cloak, and only a pair of red eyes can be seen flashing:
Chapter completed!
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