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Chapter 551 Deep Mountain Adventure (15)

After a quarter of an hour, Bai Li, who was lying on the ground, woke up leisurely, trying to recall what had happened before, and then looked at the man sitting in front of him, closing his eyes to rest.

Where is the master?

Was he subdued? Or was she saved?

What is this man staying by her side?

Bai Li stared at him without turning his eyes. Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, he stood up and wanted to slip away gently.

"If nine days later, without my antidote, you will die of a rotten stomach."

Slowly, the extremely lazy voice drifted into Baili's ears, causing her raised feet to pause unconsciously, and finally took them back.

Turning around, looking at the man whose eyes are still closed, "Do you want to use me?"

She realized now that it was the pill she swallowed first in her mouth that led him here.

It’s not that she is too stupid, she can only say that the other party is too smart.

"Otherwise, do you think I wasted such a precious Nine Poison Pill and just wanted to kill you?" The man turned his body and found a more comfortable position.

Indeed, he could kill her with both fingers, so why bother wasting a pill?

"I think I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Bai Li sat back on the ground, lying on the ground, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Nine Poison Pills, live nine days.

Unexpectedly, she lived for more than 300 years but was still cut into the hands of humans. So what if she was unwilling to accept this?

And the so-called master had only known him for a few days, so he could not have taken the risk for her.

What she did in the cave before could only be explained as repaying his kindness.

Now, they can be masters and servants, and strangers.

"It's okay, I have time to wait." Lei Ao was not too slow, he was not in a hurry at all, and he seemed to be sure to win.

This made Bai Li, who was lying on the ground and glance at him, couldn't help but look at him twice more.

"Who are you?" Bai Li only thought of this question now.

"Haha! I? The Demon-receiving Man."

Lei Ao chuckled twice. The appearance of this demon made him, the leader of the six sects, go down the mountain personally, and his face was great.

He hasn't gone down the mountain for ten years, mainly because many things are solved by the sect leader of his own rank, and he can also take a break from his busy schedule.

"..." Bai Li didn't say anything, which was the default.

If it were those Taoist priests who came up the mountain before, she would definitely sneer.

But he really had a few tricks.

On another mountain, Leng Qianxun squatted on the ground and introduced them to various herbs without getting tired of it.

"Do you all understand what I said just now?" Leng Qianxun put a few herbs in his hand on the ground.

"If you understand, you're afraid you won't remember it."

Ding Xiaomo touched his head. The principal came to test them with such a surprise a few days ago, so he secretly made up his mind to develop in all aspects.

"I only remember two types, one is the bellflower and the other is the seven-star grass." Wang Xing thought these two names were easy to remember.

"Shi Qiang, where are you?" Leng Qianxun turned to ask Shi Qiang.

"I remember everything." Shi Qiang gave her a positive answer.

"Ah! Shi Qiang, you can't brag."

How is it possible? It’s already amazing that he can remember half of it, but he remembers it all, Ding Xiaomo doesn’t believe it very much.

"..." Shi Qiang didn't respond to him, and raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and that's the truth.

"Then I will take the test for you, what is this called?"

"Iron-made grass."

"this?"

"Silver-leaf clover."

"this?"

"Nine-tailed Grass."

"this?"

"Ground root grass."

"That?"

“…”
Chapter completed!
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