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While they were talking, Lin Qingfeng made two calls. On the phone, Lin Qingfeng did not mention about the sanguinarum herba, he only told the Drunken Monk and Jin Pingyue to immediately return to headquarters to meet him. On the phone, the drunkard monk and Jin Pingyue were both unwilling to let it go, but's status was higher than theirs, so the two could not do anything but listen to his orders.

Fang Xianer was Lin Qingfeng's disciple, so she knew her master very well. Don't look at how dignified and upright Lin Qingfeng was, even though he was not smiling, deep in his heart, he was filled with playfulness. The reason why he did not mention the sanguinarum herba on purpose was definitely to give the Drunken Monk and Jin Pingyue a surprise attack, and to strike them hard with the bamboo stick. Understanding Lin Qingfeng's thoughts, Fang Xianer couldn't help but giggle.

Lin Qingfeng helplessly shook his head, and muttered, "I, Lin Qingfeng, must have owed you in my previous life. In this life, you've come to collect my debts. It's a pity that I have such a great reputation in my life, aiya! "

"Lin Qingfeng, did you call the great monk here to invite me and your fifty year old Apricot Flower Dew? If that's the case, then hurry up and take it out. After drinking it, I still have to find the antidote for the big monk. This Golden Falcon is really not something! " Before Drunken Monk had arrived, his loud voice and strong smell of alcohol had already entered Lin Qingfeng's office.

Fang Xianer and Lin Qingfeng looked at each other and laughed, with Monk Jiu Rou's character, he would probably be brought into the coffin.

The office's mahogany door was slammed open by someone from the outside. A monk with a round face and a thick neck, a proud belly, and a shiny bald head, wearing a shabby robe, stepped into the room. His face was flushed red, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was constantly hiccuping. It was obvious that he had just drunk it.

"Drink, drink!" Sooner or later, you'll be killed by a cat's piss! " Lin Qingfeng bellowed at him with feigned anger.

The drunk monk laughed mischievously as he pulled open the cork of the wine gourd and gulped down another mouthful of wine. Hahaha … Old Boss Lin, when will your Apricot Flower Dew be given to Monk to drink? "

"When you're about to die, I'll use it to send you to your death!" Lin Qingfeng glared at him snappily.

Hearing that, the drunk monk touched his chubby chin which was still stained with wine and laughed, "If there really is an Apricot Flower Dew, sending my big monk to the end is a piece of cake! "Hahaha …"

"Do you want me to prepare a beautiful little nun for you?!" A melodious voice that carried a burst of fragrance drifted over.

Fang Xianer's face lit up, and said to Lin Qingfeng: It's the Junior Master Yue! After saying that, she impatiently looked towards the door.

Her white clothes were like snow. As she slowly opened the door, they flowed in gracefully. It was like a calm stream of water that could not cause the waves, but could instead flow directly into one's heart.

Noble and affectionate, dignified and gentle. His entire body felt refined, but it did not feel too far away, so this was Jin Pingyue! It was impossible to tell how old she was. Time seemed to have left no marks on her. A pair of soft eyes, it was always carrying a relaxed and happy smile.

The drunk monk glanced at Jin Pingyue and laughed wickedly, "Even ten thousand little nuns can't match up to our great beauty!"

Jin Pingyue pursed his lips and laughed, then scolded, "Great your big monk, you actually set your sights on me, do you want to have a taste of my 'Three Ping Heart Chasing'?!"

The drunkard monk waved his hand to beg for mercy and said, "Fine, you're amazing! I can't afford to offend a big monk, but can't I hide from him? " After saying so, he pulled out a chair and sat down on it. Then, he raised his head and drank another cup of wine.

Fang Xianer chuckled, and then came forward and hugged Jin Pingyue's arm: "Junior Master Yue, look at what you're saying, I've always been on your side."

Jin Pingyue lightly tapped her forehead with his finger, then scolded her with a smile, "Little girl, you really know how to speak!"

Seeing that the Drunken Monk and Jin Pingyue had arrived, Lin Qingfeng cleared his throat and said: "Monk, Ping Yue, last night when we fought the Golden Falcon, all four of us were poisoned by its' Spirit Devouring Poison ', have you found a way to cure it?"

At the mention of this, the drunk monk and Jin Pingyue's expression simultaneously became solemn.

Jin Pingyue said: "That beast's Spirit Devouring Poison is the most troublesome, if you want to think of a way to cure it, how can it be so easy?"

The drunk monk laughed bitterly and said, "Old Boss Lin, I'm afraid that I will be able to drink your Apricot Flower Dew very soon."

Seeing that the two of them did not manage to find a way to cure the poison, Lin Qingfeng smiled, winking at Fang Xianer, he then coughed and slowly said, "Actually, I have thought of a way to cure the Golden Falcon's Spirit Devouring Poison."

"Oh?" The drunk monk and Jin Pingyue's expression shook at the same time, and they couldn't help but look at Lin Qingfeng at the same time.

Lin Qingfeng laughed and said, "The two of you should have heard of sanguinarum herba, right?"

Drunken Monk nodded his head, "Of course I've heard of it!" The sanguinarum herba was a treasure from heaven and earth, formed from spirit energy. It could cure all the strange poisons in the world. "I presume this Spirit Devouring Poison is no problem."

Jin Pingyue continued, "It's just that this sanguinarum herba only exists in the Heaven Realm. What's the use of knowing? "

Lin Qingfeng shook his head, and laughed: "Otherwise! I knew that there is also a sanguinarum herba in our human world. "

"Even in the Mortal Realm!?" Drunken Monk and Jin Pingyue both opened their mouths wide in shock, and asked at the same time.

"That's right!" However, the place where the sanguinarum herba are located is extremely dangerous, if you want to obtain it, you will have to pay a large price. " Lin Qingfeng frowned, and made a difficult expression.

"Where is it? If the four of us join forces, I don't believe that there's a place in the Mortal Realm where we can't go. " The drunk monk said eagerly.

Lin Qingfeng looked at him and faintly said, "Don't be too superstitious about the strength of the four of us. Don't forget, we only suffered losses on the Golden Falcon's body last night. Moreover, not just anyone could enter the place where the sanguinarum herba were. Among the four of us, I am afraid only Xian'er can enter and obtain the sanguinarum herba. "

Even though he knew that Lin Qingfeng was just randomly making things up, he had his reasons for it. Adding on his sincere expression, Fang Xianer couldn't help but believe him, not to mention the drunk monk and Jin Pingyue.

"Only Xian'Er can enter, where would that be?" The drunk monk and Jin Pingyue looked at each other, their faces filled with deep suspicion.

Lin Qingfeng could not think of a place in the human world that only Fang Xianer could enter, but they could not. But it was not important, what was important was that he had already lured the Drunken Monk and Jin Pingyue into his trap.

"Old Boss Lin, what should we do?"

Lin Qingfeng helplessly looked at Fang Xianer, and said in a heavy voice: "There's no other way! The only way now was to let Xian'Er take the risk. Otherwise, the cultivation of all four of us will be destroyed in a lifetime. "

"But, if that place is really very dangerous, I'm worried that Xian'er will …" Even though Jin Pingyue was not Fang Xianer's master, his love for her was not inferior to Lin Qingfeng's in the slightest.

It was the same for the drunk monk. When he heard that Fang Xianer was going to risk her life for them, he felt even more sorry.

Seeing that it was about time, Lin Qingfeng took the opportunity to say, "So, we must let Xian'er have enough strength to protect herself. Great Monk, why haven't you taken out your Fiery Golden Silk Wine yet? "

"Ah?" "Although my Fiery Golden Silk Wine is good, Xian'er doesn't drink it …" The drunken monk looked confused.

Lin Qingfeng coughed and said, "The Fiery Golden Silk Wine has an excellent cold resistance. The place where the sanguinarum herba s are located is extremely cold, help Xian'er prepare for future emergencies. "

"Thank you, Uncle-Master!" Fang Xianer quickly kept the Fiery Golden Silk Wine and smiled as he bowed towards the drunk monk.

Lin Qingfeng suppressed his laughter and looked at Jin Pingyue.

Without waiting for Lin Qingfeng to speak, Jin Pingyue took out a dagger that was less than a foot long, his entire body like a crystal, and said to Fang Xianer: "Xian'er, this Coldcrystal Dagger is my Junior Master's beloved item, you normally like it a lot. I'll give it to you today. Be careful when you reach that dangerous place! Not knowing whether or not you can get the sanguinarum herba, you have to keep your life! "

"Thank you, Junior Master Yue!" Fang Xianer did not stand on ceremony as he happily kept the Cold Crystal Dagger and hid it close to his body.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Lin Qingfeng chuckled and said, "Xian'er, your two Junior Masters are bleeding heavily today, don't disappoint them! Quickly go and fetch the sanguinarum herba! "

Fang Xianer replied in all seriousness. Then, she walked to the safe behind Lin Qingfeng's desk, opened it, and slowly took out the sanguinarum herba. After that, she walked in front of Monk Jiu Zun and Jin Pingyue and said in a tender voice, "Senior Masters and Senior Sisters, it is fortunate that I did not fail your mission to bring the sanguinarum herba over!"