2387: C2387 We'll Do Our Best

C2387 We'll Do Our Best

Luo Wuxin didn't really understand what Ye Qian meant.

After all, Luo Wuxin had successfully obtained the blood essence of the two snow mountain monsters. He was in a hurry to rush back to the Mount Shu Sword Sect to save them, so he did not think too much about it.

Soon, the disciples of the Mount Shu Sword Sect met Tengfei again under the lead of Luo Wuxin, the eldest senior brother. They rushed back to the southwest of Mount Shu.

Looking at the six figures getting smaller and smaller in the sky, Ye Qian's smile became more and more unfathomable.

Nangong Miaomiao, who was sitting quietly opposite Ye Qian, suddenly stopped her chopsticks. Both of her hands supported her cheeks as she looked at Ye Qian with a face full of curiosity.

"Fu Chen, are you going to meddle in the affairs of the Mount Shu Sword Sect?"

Nangong Miaomiao knew Ye Qian's temperament very well.

Therefore, when he said those words to Luo Wuxin that people did not understand, Nangong Miaomiao had already vaguely guessed something.

"Haha..."

With a light chuckle, Ye Qian's expression became somewhat playful. He casually picked up the wine glass by the table and took a sip. "Whether or not I want to meddle in this matter will ultimately depend on the luck of the Mount Shu Sword Sect."

"Anyway, we can't leave Great Snow Mountain these few days. If they come to us again... " Let's get involved in this matter. " If they have no fate with us, then even if I want to interfere, I can't. "

Nangong Miaomiao giggled when she heard Ye Qian's words." Fu Chen, it seems that you are certain that the blood essence of the two snow mountain monsters will not be effective on the wounded person from the Mount Shu Sword Sect? "

"They are just two monsters who have cultivated for a hundred years. What kind of miraculous effect can their blood have?"

"Right now, even if there is a transformed demon beast that allows them to kill demons and retrieve their pills, it might not be able to bring them back to life."

With Ye Qian's cultivation base, his understanding of many things in the world would become deeper and clearer.

After all, only human cultivators in recent years would kill demons and take pills to refine pills and improve their cultivation. If this was in ancient times, or ancient times, it would be shameful for cultivator.

Nangong Miaomiao did not doubt Ye Qian's conclusion. She only smiled slightly and then buried her head, starting her second wave of gluttony.

Of course, at this moment, the two monster corpses lying quietly in the snow nest naturally did not escape Nangong Miaomiao's grasp.

Just like that, Nangong Miaomiao stretched out her hand and broke one of the long legs of the snow spider.

The snow white fine flesh was quickly peeled off by her.

Looking at the spider leg that was thicker than her calf, Nangong Miaomiao drooled and placed it in the boiling hot pot.

"Hehe, it's heavy. Do you want to take a bite? The leg of the snow spider that has been here for hundreds of years is much more delicious than the beef and mutton in front of me."

Hearing Nangong Miaomiao's seductive voice that was accompanied by a lama, Ye Qian only smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it. You should keep this spider leg for yourself. I'm not interested."

After saying that, Ye Qian's eyes moved slightly, as if he was staring at the dead Five-Colored Twin-Headed Python.

In the next moment, Ye Qian's big hand slowly moved forward, and his finger gently hooked at the Five-Colored Double-headed Python.

A dark green light instantly floated up from the snake's corpse.

After a moment, a fist-sized huge emerald green snake gallbladder steadily landed in Ye Qian's palm.

"Sigh, what a waste of god's gift, what a waste of god's gift!"

"Those little things from the Mount Shu Sword Sect are so focused on collecting blood essence that they abandoned such a good treasure like a pair of worn shoes."

"A huge loss. This is definitely a huge loss for them!"1

As he spoke, the corners of Ye Qian's mouth revealed a lazy smile. After which, he stretched out his hand and crushed the snake gallbladder that was suspended in midair.

The bitter bile accompanied by a sweet fragrance flowed into his wine cup without a drop dropping.

After drinking the wine, Ye Qian felt the blood in his body start to surge.

After all, that was a hundred-year-old snake gallbladder. In terms of efficacy and medicinal value, it was not something ordinary snake gallbladder could compare with.

Nangong Miaomiao's shoulders trembled for no reason as she watched this scene. She had an expression of being unable to enjoy it.

However, just as Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao sat across from each other on the cold snow mountain and savored the beautiful feeling brought by the two snow mountain monsters, Luo Wuxin and the other disciples of the Mount Shu Sword Sect had also flown on their swords and appeared outside of the Mount Shu Sect.

"Quick, quick, we have to race against time now."

After muttering to himself, Luo Wuxin, who was still in the area, did not even have the time to stop his flying sword and flew down with quick steps.

"Quickly report to the sect master that we have returned and have successfully brought back the essence blood of the two gremlins on the Snowy Mountain."

Luo Wuxin's voice, which was slightly hurried, was heard by the disciples of Shu Mountain.

When they heard the familiar and excited voice, the disciples of the Mount Shu Sword Sect also started to move. They turned around and rushed into the main hall of Mount Shu.

"Eldest Senior Brother is back!"

"Eldest Senior Brother is back!"

Excited shouts instantly spread throughout the entire Mount Shu Sword Sect.

Not long after, hundreds of disciples from the Mount Shu Sword Sect rushed over from all directions.

These people stood outside the hall in unison. However, they did not make a sound at this moment. Instead, they were anxiously waiting for something.

Currently, Luo Wuxin was standing respectfully behind Master and Mo Xuantian of the Mount Shu Sword Sect.

"Master, we have successfully brought back the blood of the two snow mountain monsters. Now, Linger has sent the blood essence to the Sky Ruins Hall at the back of the mountain for the elders to use."

Hearing the report of his proud eldest disciple, Mo Xuantian only gave a slight 'En' before standing in the hall with his hands behind his back.

Although the head of the Mount Shu Sword Sect appeared to be silent, in reality, he was as panicked and anxious as Luo Wuxin in the depths of his heart.

Seeing this, Luo Wuxin was a little uncertain and continued to ask, "Master, with the blood of these two gremlins, Then is Martial Uncle's injury...? "Will his condition improve?"

Mo Xuantian, the leader of the Mount Shu Sword Sect, was stunned by his question.

After an unknown period of time, Mo Xuantian said sorrowfully: "Sigh! The person who injured your Martial Uncle isn't from the mortal world. The blood of the two snow mountain monsters is only a catalyst for Martial Uncle's recovery. Whether her injuries can be healed or not, in the end, she can only do her best. It's up to fate."

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