monk family

Chapter 885 Blood Scar Stone
Baimeng order

She already holds one.

Naturally, Fu Shiyi's biggest wish is to be able to repair the shuttle mirror and return to the ancestral land:

"City Lord"

"The junior wants the Nether Stone, the Water Tungsten Iron, and the Bloodstain Stone."

These three are the main materials that are currently lacking in repairing the ancient mirror. She has never heard of the Netherstone and the water, tungsten and iron, but she knows that the Bloodstain Stone is produced in the Scarlet Forbidden Land, but there has been no one in that place for more than [-] years. Dare to set foot, even if she knows, she is powerless.

"I only have the Bloodstain Stone in my hand, you can change your wish."

"No, City Lord. If you give me the Bloodscar Stone, this junior will be very grateful."

It is extremely rare to have one of the three.

Fu Shiyi is not a greedy person. It is a great fortune to send a letter and get a blood-stained stone. However, besides this, she has one more thing to ask the other party:

"City Lord, in the secret realm of Kunhua, I accidentally broke into the cave of an ancient monk. This man is a bandit monk from Mangzhou. He left a suicide note for his descendants in the place where he was buried. I wonder if the City Lord can help me with this?" Hand over the suicide note to fellow Taoists?"

"Inadvertent intrusion?"

Mention the descendants of the Fei family.

The city lord's aura immediately changed, and he immediately turned away thousands of miles away. He stared at Fu Shiyi coldly, as if he was examining something, until her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and then she spoke:
"bring it"

"Thank you City Lord!"

Fu Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

After the Baihuajun incident, she could vaguely guess the relationship between the descendant of the Fei family who had been hidden by the city lord for more than 200 years, but she didn't know that the ancestor of this bandit friend - the bandit Changliang in the temple How do you feel when you hear this news.

Fu Shiyi respectfully handed the letter written by bandit Changliang to his head.

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The big shopkeeper guarding outside the seventh floor.

Hear the door knock.

He looked happy.

Turn around immediately.

Enthusiastically said:
"City Master, it's rare for you to come down to earth once, I specially prepared it.
"No, just help me send the one inside away, they are not suitable to stay with us."

The voice did not fall.

The seven-color glow flashed.

The city lord returned to the city of clouds.

The shopkeeper on the seventh floor sighed regretfully. Seeing Fu Shiyi coming out of the building, he wanted to ask what the other party had said to the city lord, but he suppressed his curiosity and said flatly:

"Miss Fu, come with me."

"I will take you out of the city of innocence."

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Three days later.

A huge phoenix-shaped spiritual pet soars above the clouds in the nine heavens.

On the back of the feather.

Fu Shiyi looked back.

Thirty thousand miles away from the city of innocence.

If it wasn't for the extra blood-stained stone in the storage bag, she would have felt as if she had been in a dream.

Although the trip to the city of innocence was dangerous, they all got their own rewards, and the trip was worthwhile. Most importantly, she got the order of the Hundred Leagues, but she didn't know whether Qin Hong and Li Chuangchong escaped in the end. That dragon's hand.

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Nankun Mountains.

Dragon Palace.

A pair of entangled men and women collapsed on the bed.

"Hmph, get up, get up, within three years, if you can't create another little two-legged beast for this deity, this deity will swallow you alive!"

Li Changchong's eyes turned black.

It was too much for him who was so precious as the golden core body, let alone swallow him alive at this time, even if he was hacked into pieces, he would not be able to get up again.

He wailed in his heart, complaining endlessly.

The old ancestor said that he would meet his own chance in the Nankun Mountains, but there is no chance, the old ancestor just tricked him into working for his life.

How miserable is his life!

"Hmm! Still not up?!"

Jiaolong was furious.

He breathed out.

In an instant, a cloud of dragon flames burned blazingly under Li Changsong and Qin Hong's bodies.

"Li Daoyou, let's have a weekend break!"

(End of this chapter)