In the illusion array, on an open space on the bank of Zhuang River, Xiao Chen, who was like a mummy, lay on the ground, not knowing life and death. Xiaobai's body had returned to his usual appearance, but after his violent behavior, it was extremely weak and completely indifferent.

But when it looked at Xiao Chen's appearance, it did not rest immediately, but ran out quickly. Two hours later, it ran back in blood, holding a flowing medicine fruit in its claws.

If Xiao Chen was not in a coma, he would have recognized that the medicine fruit in Xiaobai's hand was called Hongxin Pomelo, which was the most important medicine for refining the best healing pill, Huiyun Pill.

The red heart pomelo is born deep in the wild forest. Wherever it is, there must be a powerful spiritual beast guarding. Xiaobai drags his weak body to pick medicine, but he doesn't know how much injury he has suffered.

Xiaobai found the porcelain bowl where Xiao Chen usually drinks water, slapped the red heart pomelo and turned it into a pile of refreshing medicinal liquid. Xiaobai held the bowl and fed the medicinal liquid directly into Xiao Chen's mouth, and finally left a trace of arrow wounds on Xiao Chen's chest.

After doing all this, Xiaobai's nervous mood relaxed a little. Its exhausted body immediately turned into a white light and flew into the soul blood jade.

The medicinal power of the red heart pomelo slowly sank into Xiao Chen's body. This method of taking it directly is extremely taboo for ordinary warriors.

Because the original medicine fruits contain the medicinal powers that are generally very domineering, and they are taken directly. If you are not careful, the blood will surging, and the body will explode, and the wind will grow. Literature will die.

Ordinary alchemists will refine this red heart pomelo into ten or dozens of Yuan Hui Dan to disperse the medicinal power so that it can be suitable for warriors with lower cultivation.

Xiao Chen's situation is quite special. His current body is like a building that is in ruins. His body is extremely rare in blood. Another red heart pomelo can be taken directly.

...

In Baishui City, there were people who saw the elders of the Jiang family, Duanmu Qing, Hua Yunfei, and Chu Chaoyun, walking out of the wild forest in a little embarrassed manner.

Especially Hua Yunfei, whose face was pale and his qi and blood were weak, was obviously suffering from extremely serious internal injuries, and the Baishui City was in an instant.

Xiao Chen suddenly made so many people return in vain. Who is the sacred place? In the East Mile, all the inheritors of the three holy lands were injured by him.

Especially Hua Yunfei, who is only seventeen years old and is born to awaken his strange martial soul. After his debut, he has never been defeated among his peers, and even some older generation figures are afraid of him.

Where the blood river passes, there is no living mouth. When talking about Hua Yunfei in Dongming, everyone will think of this sentence, and even vaguely has the title of the number one master of the younger generation of Dongming.

Many of the big figures in Dongming believed that he would be the most likely pride of Emperor Wu for thousands of years after the Thunder Emperor.

But no one expected that Hua Yunfei was actually injured by a top-grade warrior in this small Baishui City. It was really hard to believe that this was spread.

For a time, rumors about Xiao Chen were constantly mentioned. Some people said that he was the prince of a certain hidden family, some people said that he was a closed disciple of a certain sect, and some outrageous people said that he was a warrior from the Great Jin Dynasty.

Baishui City, Jiang Family, in the hall.

Jiang Mingxun slapped the table hard and cursed: "Jiang Yunze, why do you become a great elder? At least you have the peak cultivation of the great martial artist. You can't even deal with a top-grade warrior. Are you embarrassed?"

Jiang Yunze below said a little dissatisfied: "Even the princes of the three major forces were injured by him, and I shot him seriously with one arrow."

When Jiang Mingxun heard this, she was extremely angry. Her expression on her face turned pale and she cursed angrily: "You have any reason. They almost got the sketch. Do you want me to praise you a few words?"

Jiang Yunze knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly lowered his head and said, "Head of the family, I understand. I will go back now. If I don't catch that kid with my own hands, I won't come back."

Jiang Mingxun sneered on his face, "If you really can't catch him, you can kill him on the spot. If the sketch is really in the hands of people from the three major forces, you, the elder, don't need to be the one."

Jiang Yunze left a cold sweat on his back. After getting up and taking his leave, he scolded Xiao Chen dozens of times in his heart. If I catch you, I will make you worse than death.

Shortly after Jiang Yunze left, a Jiang family member rushed in and said to Jiang Mingxun: "Report to the head of the family that the family is located in the stronghold in the east of the city, someone presented a sketch of the ruins and took away a thousand taels of gold."

After hearing this, Jiang Mingxun was delighted. Could it be that there were other warriors who killed the boy and quickly said, "Hurry up, take it over and show me."

The Jiang family's child had not handed the sketch to Jiang Mingxun yet. A quick Jiang family member came again in the hall and said loudly: "Report to the head of the family that the family is located in a stronghold in the west of the city, someone presented a sketch of the ruins and took away a thousand taels of gold."

Jiang Mingxun felt a little confused in his heart. How could there be two sketches? Is one of them fake?

"Report to the head of the family that the family is located in a stronghold in the north of the city, and someone presented a sketch of the ruins and took away a thousand taels of gold."

"Report to the head of the family,..."

...

Just when Jiang Mingxun was confused, several people arrived one after another, saying that they had received sketches of the remains. Together with the two of them, they received a total of ten thousand taels of gold.

Ten thousand taels of gold is not a small amount. The Jiang family's total income per year is only one million taels of gold. One tenth of it was gone at once. Anyone would feel sorry for it.

Jiang Mingxun held the anger in his heart and took the ten sketches in his hand. It was all fake, and these ten sketches were almost exactly the same, obviously from the same person.

Jiang Mingxun sneered in his heart. It has been more than a hundred years. In Baishui City, no one dared to joking the Jiang family like this. This reward was made by him, so he certainly knew that there was a loophole in it.

But I didn't expect that someone really dared to take advantage of this loophole. For a hundred years, the Jiang family has dominated the entire city. It was because of this confidence that he dared to issue this reward notice.

But he didn't expect that someone really dared to take advantage of this loophole and said coldly: "In three days, find out who is doing it. I want to destroy his whole family. Do you really think that my Jiang family is a soft persimmon?"

A man next to him immediately took the order and left. At this time, a warrior next to him whispered: "The head of the family, there seem to be two words hidden in this sketch."

Jiang Mingxun looked terrified when he heard this. He picked up a sketch and looked carefully. The faint distance formed in the landscape routes of the paintings in the sketch was indeed the strokes and strokes of Chinese characters.

After a while, Jiang Mingxun murmured word by word: "This seems stupid, silly."

Bang!

Jiang Mingxun's right hands were tightly clamped together and punched the table with a sketch. The wooden table was immediately blasted into countless pieces.

The ten people kneeling below were frightened and shivered. They had never seen Kang Mingxun so angry before. Even if the great elder came in just now, Kang Mingxun's expression was not so scary.

Jiang Mingxun's old face turned red like a pig's liver and said excitedly: "A bunch of waste will be left for labor and capital. If you receive such a picture in the future, all of them will be left for labor and capital."

He hates it!

The person who used fake pictures to exchange for bounty did not take their Jiang family seriously at all. He had a huge appetite and exchanged tens of thousands of taels of gold in one breath.

And he also openly wrote the word "Silly" on the drawings, which was clearly intentional. How disgusting this person must be to make such an annoying move.

You said it would be fine if you exchange fake pictures for money, but you could just keep making money silently. You also wrote two idiots on it, which is not a slap in the face.

He was actually like a fool, and he read those two words out, which was unbearable. Jiang Mingxun only felt a sense of evil fire in his heart and could not be released. The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved.

He roared and punched and kicked the tables and chairs in the hall until he broke all the things he could see and did not feel a little better.

But when I thought about it, these things were valuable, and together they were worth tens of thousands of taels of gold. They disappeared in an instant, and the evil fire in my heart couldn't help but rise again.

...

In a gorgeous room in Liushang Pavilion, Liushang Pavilion turned into ruins that day. Many people thought it would take at least three months to reopen.

I don’t know what Jin Dabao used to do, but miraculously built a Liushang Pavilion within three days, which was bigger, taller and more gorgeous, and the business became more prosperous.

A servant handed the gold ticket of 10,000 taels of gold to Fatty Jin, and said with admiration: "Young Master, as you expected, those people don't know what the real drawings are like, but they have actually exchanged for money."

Fatty Jin laughed and took the golden ticket over. The fat on his face trembled and said with a big laugh: "No wonder he has such a stupid son. It turns out that he is also a fool. The money for the rebuilt Liushang Pavilion was recovered at once, and there are still more."

Fatty Jin carefully packed the gold tickets and said to the servant: "You find someone to sell this sketch to Baishui City. It is said that it is a sketch leaked from the Jiang Mansion. Each portion of 1,000 taels of silver will definitely be purchased by those warriors who think they are powerful."

The servant said hesitantly: "Is it just to sell it intact? Isn't this right? Don't you change the words on it?"

The fat man pondered for a moment and said, "It's indeed inappropriate. Just take it out and sell it again. There is no change at all, and I can't show my genius."

"That's it." The fat man's eyes lit up, and he continued to smile: "You are stupid | you are adding a big word in front of him. Remember to write it more poetic. I don't need to teach you what poetry is."

The servant almost vomited blood. It would be better not to change it like this. It was because you wrote a stupid person, so you asked him to change it. You actually added a big word to the point. This is not even more annoying.

Finally couldn't help it, and the servant asked, "Young Master, have you been saying that you are doing business without any lies? Isn't that a little bit doing this now?"

Fatty Jin laughed and scolded, and hit the servant hard with the golden folding fan in his hand, saying, "You are not a fool, you are talking about normal people. Are you a normal person even if you can buy a stupid person?"

With a heavy sigh, Fatty Jin brushed the gold folding fan in his hand and said regretfully: "IQ, this thing is too high, it's indeed a kind of melancholy. It seems that no one in this world can understand me. It's really lonely..."
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