"Well... Then I'll drink it?" The little turtle looked at Shen Ming with some guilt. Although he was very eager for the three bottles of mad beast blood in front of him, he seemed to be a little too arrogant just now, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"It's okay, if you don't think it's enough, there is a war-level spirit here!" Shen Ming didn't say anything, and then put out the vessel containing the war-level spirit from the space bracelet.

"I'll go! Master is so generous!"

The little turtle is not calm now, it has been released this wave! It did not expect that Shen Ming is so generous!

"It's okay, just eat it! But I said that before, I drank three bottles of crazy beast blood, plus a general-level spirit, you should be able to replenish it? The unicorn beast will probably like it very much!" Shen Ming looked at the little turtle with a smile, and there was a strong threat inside and outside!

When the little turtle heard this, he couldn't help swallowing and cursed Shen Ming in his heart: This is a scam.

"Don't be polite, I'm all prepared for you! Enjoy it!" Shen Ming looked hospitalized, and the fish knife that appeared in his hand was already on the neck of the little turtle.

"Master, no matter how much you play, no matter how much you make a fuss, don't joke with the knife!" The little turtle instantly became timid when he looked at the blood-red fish knife that was placed on his neck.

"Don't talk so much nonsense with me, drink it!"

"Oak! It's absolutely fine!"

The little turtle also fought hard, grabbed three bottles of blood from the crazy beast, and poured them all into the water.

"throat!"

The little turtle suddenly had red all over, like a fire.

"Are you going to start?" Shen Ming was still a little excited. He thought with his heels, and he knew that the little turtle was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Puff!"

As soon as the foul smelly gas spread out, Shen Ming looked at the yellow gas visible to the naked eye and was stunned.

At this moment, the redness on the little turtle was fading away, and the whole turtle was lying comfortably on the ground, as if it had just finished steaming a sauna.

“Is this over?”

Shen Ming endured the stench and picked up the little turtle in disbelief, carefully searching for the changes that appeared on the little turtle.

However, Shen Ming was disappointed in the end. The little turtle, who drank three bottles of blood from the crazy beast, had no fart changes.

"I... three bottles of mad beast blood! I think it's worth it if you grow taller!" Shen Ming's heart was bleeding. He spent so much money, how could this guy...

Shen Ming didn't know how to comfort himself, but he felt his heart hurt and silently put away the spirit of the general level.

This is no longer a matter of money. More than 10 million is nothing for Shen Ming now. But these three bottles of blood from the crazy beast are true and hard to come by. Shen Ming almost died in the dark street. Could it be that such a result?

...

In a daze, the little turtle finally woke up, and sniffed it through his nose as if he had smelled the fragrance.

"Master, what delicious food are you making? This turtle is willing to try the poison for the master!"

The little turtle screamed, but the next second he realized that something was wrong.

"Who tied me up?"

"The Tomb-ba Tang should be quite nourishing, right?" Shen Ming tasted the soup base and nodded with satisfaction.

The little turtle begging for mercy in a hurry and shouted: "Stop kidding, master! The turtle meat is not delicious!"

"I drank three bottles of mad beast blood, and I'll just change you! If I don't make a Manchu and Han chess for you, I'm afraid I'll be frustrated to death!" Shen Ming really felt distressed. For such a dead turtle, the system fell asleep and wasted his biggest trump card, but he only got such an ending.

How could Shen Ming not get angry? His lungs were almost irritated!

"Master... Stop making trouble! Hei tui!"

The little turtle begged for mercy and spit thick phlegm into the pot.

Shen Ming looked at the spitting little turtle and really hated why the fish knife in his hand was not 40 meters long!

But before Shen Ming got angry, a strong cold suddenly came. Shen Ming turned his head and looked at the pot that was originally boiling had frozen into ice!

Shen Ming looked down and the extreme cold even made Shen Ming's eyes sting, and he hurriedly retracted his probe.

"I'm going, what's the thing? My eyes almost got frozen!" Shen Ming touched his face, and there was frostbite on his face, and there was a slight pain.

Shen Ming looked at the little turtle who was desperately trying to break free from the rope at this moment, and thought to himself: Isn’t this guy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Even Mu Ningxue's ice magic cannot be so powerful! The cold air released by the little turtle's phlegm is so terrifying!

Unbelievable!

Shen Ming untied the tyrant for the little turtle and looked up and down at this uncontrollable guy.

"How did you do it?" Shen Ming looked at the little turtle with a strange face. What kind of species is this guy?

"How did you do it? Master, it's great if you don't eat it! The turtle meat is old and tidy, so it's definitely not delicious! I haven't found a suitable little female turtle to pass on the family line, so I can't die so early!" The little turtle hugged Xiao Ming's thigh and cried so miserably.

Shen Ming took a deep breath, fortunately, he didn't cook it while this guy fainted, otherwise he would have lost blood! This slutty turtle seems to be really capable!

"Come with me!" Shen Ming carried the little turtle's neck and walked towards the stream.

Shen Ming placed the little turtle by the stream, pointed to the stream and said, "Try spitting out another phlegm!"

"Ah?" The little turtle looked confused and said embarrassedly: "This turtle is actually quite good. Just now... it was a forced one. Master! Besides, spitting depends on feeling..."

Before the little turtle could finish his words, Shen Ming pulled out the fish knife again.

"OK! I'm the best at spitting!" The little turtle was spitting into the stream with a mouthful of phlegm.

In an instant, the stream that was originally flowing suddenly condensed into a long glacier.

The terrible cold air froze the stream firmly and even spread to the surrounding ground. The wild grass, which was originally vibrant, instantly turned into ice crystals, and even the surrounding ground cracked layer by layer!

"Damn!" Shen Ming looked at the cold air that continued to spread in front of him and took several steps back.

Is this spitting? This is a big move!

"Ahem..." Shen Ming noticed that he had lost his composure and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

"It seems that you are still useful. You should eat this too!" Shen Ming took out the vessel containing the spirit of war generals again, took out the spirit of half-dead demons and threw it to the little turtle.

The little turtle looked at the delicious food delivered to his mouth, his eyes shone brightly, and he swallowed the essence in one bite, and even smacked his mouth twice, indicating that it was very delicious.

Shen Ming looked at the little turtle whose body gradually turned red and took a few steps back.

As Shen Ming expected, another sniffle sounded. The foul yellow gas made the surrounding flowers, plants and trees suddenly fade.

...

The next day, Shen Ming slept in the dormitory all morning, but didn't sleep all night last night, and his experience on the dark street made him exhausted.

Xu Zhaoting did not bother Shen Ming, nor did he ask what Shen Ming did? This was out of respect for Shen Ming.

Shen Ming slept until afternoon. When Shen Ming woke up again, he found an unread message on the communicator.

"monkey?"

Shen Ming saw his notes in a daze and became energetic in an instant.

"Depend on!"

Shen Ming quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the dormitory without even washing his face.

...

"roll!"

On the ring of several major competitions, Mo Fan was as if he was crazy and beat Dongfang Lie to no avail.

If Shen Ming had been here at this moment, he would have discovered that the weakened version of the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Flame that was entangled around Mo Fan?

Although Mo Fan, possessed by Yan Ji, is not as good as demonization, he is definitely extremely terrifying! Ordinary high-level mages are definitely not Mo Fan's opponent, let alone Dongfang Lie!

In this team match, Mo Fan, your absolute strength has made your three teammates a melon-eating crowd!

Mo Fan, who had won, did not wait for the referee to announce the end of the game, and rushed out of the arena directly. He could no longer care about that much.

At this moment, Shen Ming finally rushed over!

"Calm down!" Shen Ming hugged Mo Fan who was in a madness.

Everyone around was shocked. I didn’t know what happened to Mo Fan, but I thought he was going to be possessed!

Many people even took out their cameras. The strength Mo Fan showed just now was too terrifying. He even defeated Dongfang Lie with a crushing attitude!

Shen Ming, who arrived, also had the record of defeating Dongfang Lie! The two top geniuses of Mingzhu Academy actually appeared at the same time, and something seemed to have happened! For these gossip students, it was simply big news!

"You know! Since you know, how can you calm me down? Monkey..." Mo Fan's angry tone became a little choked.

Shen Ming is Mo Fan's confession. Perhaps only Shen Ming can give Mo Fan some room to confess in the entire Mingzhu Academy.

"Now is not the time to be impulsive, calm down!" Shen Ming understood Mo Fan's anxiety. Isn't Shen Ming in his heart?

The three of them grew up together, and the friendship is indescribable, but it is irreplaceable.

Although Shen Ming knew that Zhang Xiaohou was probably not in danger and was just trapped, he was still extremely anxious because he didn't know if he would change some plots because of his appearance.

But Shen Ming knew that the two of them could not be like headless flies.

"What do you think of?" Mo Fan was already blinded by anger and worry.

"You go pack your things, I'll book a plane ticket now! I have to meet people in my life and see corpses in my life! No matter what... we have to find him!" Shen Ming was full of self-blame. Why didn't he take it seriously at the beginning?

He originally planned to rush to the ancient capital earlier and delay Zhang Xiaohou to help him avoid this crisis, but Shen Ming forgot about the recent trivial matters.
Chapter completed!