The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 645 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (44)

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Two days later is Wuchao Xianjun's birthday.

For immortals, birthdays are no different from ordinary days, especially for Immortal Monarch Wuchao, if Jiang Tang hadn't remembered them, he himself would not be able to remember this date at all.

Jiang Tang closed the stall early and went back to the mountain. Immortal Wu Chao was called out by the land fairy early in the morning, and there was no one in the yard.

The ginseng essence clamored to compare whose leaves were more beautiful, Jiang Tang walked into the garden and announced directly from a condescending position.

"It's Xianjun's birthday, I want to make a pot of ginseng and hen soup, please express yourself, and I will come to trim your beard later."

The ginseng field fell silent for a moment, Jiang Tang put a plate on the ground, and then went out to catch chickens.

The forest outside Zhaoyao Mountain has already been visited by Jiang Tang, the huge forest is full of wild animals, if not for Wuchao Xianjun not allowing her to kill, half of the mountain has been eaten up by her now.

Since today is a special day, Immortal Monarch Wuchao would usually turn a blind eye and close one eye. Of course, Jiang Tang couldn't let go of this good opportunity. He just entered the forest for less than a quarter of an hour and returned with a full reward.

There is a fat black-bone chicken in the left hand, and a wind bird in the right hand. These two are common dishes in the world, and it is impossible to give birth to wisdom. More than half of the hunters at the foot of Zhaoyao Mountain rely on these birds to survive.

Get rid of the two chickens three times, five times and two times, and bring them to the stream to wash. After washing, Jiang Tang noticed that there was more and more blood in the stream. The chicken in his hand had already been drained of blood, but the stream was become more and more red.

She silently raised her head and looked upstream, strands of blood flowed downstream.

There are countless living beings in Zhaoyao Mountain, and the Four Great Immortal Sovereigns rule over each mountain.

Jiang Tang is now on the mountainside of Beishan. This creek is transformed by the aura of Wuchao Xianjun. All the spirits in the mountain rely on the water of this creek to survive. They will not pollute the stream water, let alone Let such blood flow down the mountain.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tang picked up his chicken and walked up the stream. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger in the air. More and more blood flowed down the gurgling stream. A bit of bloody spirit.

The hundreds of meters of mountain road twisted and twisted, and Jiang Tang accelerated his footsteps to rush to the top of the mountain. The source of the stream came from the snow top of Beishan Mountain.

Push away the grass in front of you, the surrounding mist is filled, only the sound of the stream flowing.

Jiang Tang glanced around, and there was nothing on the top of the mountain, only the mountain wind whizzed, and the strong smell of blood lingered in the tip of his nose, but he couldn't find the source of the smell.

As a spirit, Jiang Tang felt uncomfortable just being here. She walked slowly to the source of the stream and looked intently.

The heart tightened involuntarily.

Because what oozes out from the snow top is not clear spring water, but stinky bloody water!
The gurgling flow, like a dying person who is constantly vomiting blood.

Jiang Tang felt bad.

This stream is inextricably linked with Wuchao Xianjun. The mountain raises immortals, and the immortals nourish the mountain. Everything in the mountain is nourished and irrigated by this spring water.

Now blood is flowing out from the cracks in the mountain, and the aura is broken.

This means that something has happened to Immortal Monarch Wuchao.

It's only been a day's work, and such a big change has happened!
Jiang Tang didn't care about the chicken in his hand, he just threw it into the grass, turned his head and ran down the hill.

Run back to the small courtyard, there is no one.

Then go to the land fairy.

As soon as he arrived at Nanfeng, Jiang Tang was surrounded by a group of little goblins.

(End of this chapter)