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If Tianhe can crack Laba porridge, even if these friends on my side are short of raw materials, at least they can supply many people. Now in front of the underworld, my side is as vulnerable as ants, but, there are After eating this Laba porridge, it is another extreme.

However, in this case, I feel sorry for Longmu.

After all, Longmu had never made things difficult for him before. He even gave him Laba porridge, sent people to search for Zhou Bo, and even sent a boat to send him away. The type of property right?However, although she felt a little sorry for Longmu, considering the predicament she was facing now, Ziye could only say sorry.For Ziye, the most important thing now, without a doubt, is how to keep the Emei Sect. This is what Ziye thinks about the most.

The big deal is to make some compensation for Longmu when he meets Longmu in the future.

Moreover, Ziye will not let this Laba porridge circulate in a large area, at most it will be circulated in a small area, otherwise, her side will definitely become a target of public criticism.

Zhou Bo originally planned to stay to help defend the Emei faction, but was rejected by Ziye. Although Zhou Bo was considered to be a very powerful fighter, he would not make a comeback so soon if he wanted to come to the underworld.To be honest, it's too late.

Although the members of the Jifu are very strong, but...the Jifu has a fatal flaw, that is, the number of real core members is too small.In the underworld, there are only those few thousand people.Those are the real core members. Although this kind of behavior has increased the mystery of the underworld and allowed these thousands of people to improve their strength quite quickly under the worship of countless players, but... this also left a huge gap in the underworld. Huge aftermath.

There are only a few thousand people who are really available, and it is undoubtedly unrealistic to rely on a few thousand people to rule the entire martial arts world.What the underworld lacks are the same overwhelming soldiers as the Tianxiahui.These are two extremes, the world will be full of soldiers, but there are very few masters.Hell.There are many masters.But there are too few soldiers.

But now, if the underworld wants to master the power of these sects, it may not be because they want to increase their own soldiers.

It's just a pity.Now, it is too late.Now that Ziye has returned, Ziye is the spiritual symbol of the Emei Sect. He may not have dared to resist before, but after the appearance of Ziye, this situation has changed. There are millions of players in the Emei Sect, each of whom is full of fighting spirit. Even if the top master in the underworld appears, so what?Millions of players, drowning can also drown those people... One person against a million?In the soul world, there has never been such a powerful player.

Zhou Bo left with that bottle of Laba porridge.

With dragon blood and Laba porridge, a group of masters can almost be cultivated.

Zhou Bo knew about the place where Tianhe lived in seclusion, and after spending about two days, he had arrived at Tianhe's residence.

Although the ingredients of this Laba porridge are complicated and secretive, this fellow Tianhe never disappointed Zhou Bo. He just tasted it a bit and immediately guessed the ingredients based on the taste. But being able to do this is also extraordinary.

The materials are easy to find. Although some of the materials are quite secretive and few people know about them, Tianhe knows them all. The only thing that makes Tianhe feel troublesome is that the refining of this thing is quite cumbersome. Speaking of it, even if there are enough raw materials, it will take at least a month to refine this Laba porridge.

The time was too long, and in desperation, Zhou Bo temporarily left Tianhe's side. As for Lan Feng'er, he continued to stay in Tianhe's side to study. Tianhe's poison level far exceeds Lan Fenger's. It was a blow, but also a motivation. In a short period of time, Lan Feng'er was like a piece of sea, frantically absorbing all kinds of knowledge from Tianhe.

As for Zhou Bo, he left first.

There are still many things that need to be dealt with in the soul world. For Zhou Bo, the most important thing now is... Yunji, where did Yunji go?

Li Qiushui, Mu Wanqing and You Qiao were safe among the six doors, and Lan Fenger was also safe. There was no other news from Ziye, and now Zhou Bo was most worried about Yunji.Yunji's obstruction led to the death of the three masters of the Demon Sect. For the underworld, this is a crime of defection, and the underworld handles all the crimes of defection quite cruelly. Zhou Bo is very worried that Yunji will be in the underworld. Will there be any inhuman treatment.

Unfortunately, there is no news from the underworld.

The information item of the six doors is the most extensive, Zhou Bo is going to inquire among the six doors to see if he can get any news.

However, when Zhou Bo walked halfway, he paused.

Zhou Bo met a person who was most unlikely to appear here... that fat man.

In Shaolin Temple before, the fat man who gave me the news that Yunji was going to Xiake Island; even said that if you continue to push forward, you will find that this fat man has appeared in many places, such as the restaurant in Luoyang City... That, know everything ...

This fat man seemed to know where Zhou Bo was going and what he was going to do, as if he was waiting on this road... That feeling made Zhou Bo very strange, this fat man seemed to know everything, seemed to know everything What's more, in terms of strength, even Zhou Bo couldn't tell the depth.

Who is such a guy?

Zhou Bo's figure stopped, looking at the fat man in front of him who was squatting motionless on the tree branch, as if he was asleep, and didn't see him at all... With a strange face, he coughed softly: "Ahem, this one ...Senior, can I find something next?"

This is an official road, the only way to the capital.And that dead fat man fell asleep on a tree branch next to the official road, and even a few sparrows made a bird's nest on that messy head. Who knows how long this guy has been sleeping here, his uncle's ...

no movement...

After Zhou Bo said this, the fat man in front remained motionless, lying motionless on the tree branch, sleeping like a dead pig.

Zhou Bo couldn't help but have black lines all over his forehead. This guy... Even if he died of sleep, he doesn't have to sleep to such an extent?

Furthermore, how long has this guy been sleeping here? (To be continued..)