Chapter 150: Lingzhi is dead

However, Qinglong’s face was a hesitant look, frowning.
Wang Hao, there are still things that have just been forgotten. But it may be difficult to prepare these herbs now.

"Well?" Tunxi raised his eyebrows, revealing a strange color. The names of these drugs that she reported can be just ordinary spiritual plants. Even the four herbs are only one yin grass. Although it is precious, but with the wealth of the Pluto, how could it be impossible?
Qinglong’s complicated eyes glanced at her, and she stopped talking.
It was just yesterday, overnight, all the spiritual plants in the city seemed to have been sucked up by the spiritual power and died. Even the magic plant in the jade box. I have not been spared. Especially the stagfly grass, although it is only a four-pronged plant, but it is a rare species, I really don't know where to find it."
A glimpse of Tunxi, suddenly remembered that he had come all the way, there was really no greenery in the past, it turned out to be... Ling Zhi was dead.
Seeing Xiaoxi frowning, Suzaku laughed happily. "It turned out that you knew that Lingzhi was dead, and came to play this gamble with me. Knowing that your method can't be realized now, so it is deliberate to say something." , swearing, you still have to be shameless? Don't think that Ling Zhi is dead, you don't have to perform a gamble, I will have to scratch your face for a while!"
A few people in Qinglong listened straight to the frown, only to think that Suzaku is now mad at the madness, in order to fight with the brook, even the safety of the master is ignored.
The white tiger suddenly said: "Suzaku, is there a portable medicine garden in your master's hand? That is the treasure of heaven and earth, the herbs inside will not be sucked away. You are now asking her to ask for these herbs. Maybe still have time!"
"Why!!" Suzaku screamed, hysterically saying, "Why should I help this monk? If you want to cure the master, just take my master and you will die. I will not help this monk." of!"
The words of Suzaku let Qinglong and the unintentional people look at her eyes and contain the cold killing.
Regardless of the outcome of her gambling with Nalan Tunxi, this Suzaku must not stay in the Pluto, and then see how the master disposes of her.
Tunxi is looking at Qinglong Road: "Take me to the medicine garden to see."
Qinglong glanced, his face was a strange look. "Wang Hao, the spiritual plant in the medicine garden has all died, and there is not even one plant left."
Xiaoxi smiled lightly and slowly said: "What I want to see is the dead spirit."
In this world, the dead spirits have no value, which is why they use jade boxes for their purchases and sales. Because once the spiritual plant is dead, the aura of the body disappears, the alchemy can not be combined with other materials, and can not withstand the quenching of the Dan fire, naturally has no effect.
But Tunxi is different. She wants those Lingzhi to be used as Chinese medicine. The so-called Chinese medicine, in order to preserve for a long time, can be dried by processing, and it will not affect the effectiveness of the medicine.
Suzaku wants to see her ugly failure, huh, huh, or save it!
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The area of ​​the medicinal garden in Pluto is very large, and because of the relationship between the Ghosts, the original aura is very rich.
But at this time, the medicine field was ridiculous, the vegetation was wilting, and the spar used to drive the phalanx also lost its aura and turned into a dust.
Tunxi sighed: "How could it be like this?"
However, it ushered in the deep and complicated eyes of Qinglong. "Wang Wang, you really don't remember it? What happened last night?"