This time, Zheshou Umbilical Cord originally planned to make a big favourite in its origin, and then exchange the harvest for money and continue to buy the "Demon Fly Girl's Foot Washing Water". Unexpectedly, I saw a pool of pure "Life Spring" in the treasure house. What a lucky thing!

However, a rotten corpse floated inside...a pile of internal organs...seven or eight rats...dozens of rat shit...

Life is already very difficult, but after a moment of hope, it is filled with despair! This spring of life with viruses, corpse oil, and rat shit, take a sip and show me?

Xisa didn't know the other party's miserable story. Even if he knew, he would be too lazy to mercy. Because you are too ugly, you can feel at ease!

"I'm very sorry, I won't sell it." Zhazha shrugged regretfully, and continued to take her senior sister to carry candy crystals, and then pull her hands and so on.

"What, don't you sell it?" Zheshou's umbilical cord was angry, his voice twisted and raised octaves, like a rooster who was suddenly strangled while crowing.

"Sell your sister!" Xisha was angry, 'Don't you sell it?', if you want to sell it, you can only sell it to Elsa, Rita, Nana... and other beautiful ladies.

"Okay, okay, you...you!" Zheshou's umbilical cord pointed at Xisa with a fierce expression, as if the street gangster was about to make a harsh word if he couldn't receive the protection fee.

"Why, are you going to threaten me?" Xisa grinned, and was bent down to collect candy crystals of veiled girls, senior sisters, cat sticks, and snails all turned around and looked at Zheshou's umbilical cord with murderous intentions.

Uncle Zheshou shivered and said unwillingly: "My surname is Xi, please wait for me!"

"Wait! Labor and capital are not surnamed Xi!" Xisa's expression turned dark and scolded in a high tone.

"Hmph, then what's your surname?" Zheshou's umbilical cord did not lose the formation, and he still insisted on provoking.

"My surname is Beizeb! Xisa is just a name, a terrib from Rezhou." Xisa replied in a skilled Georgia dialect.

"Oh, it turns out that it's another surname! Another surname, wait for me, we won't finish it."

"Waiting for your sister, I don't have my surname, my surname is Bezebu!"

"Damn it's over? Why don't Bezebu's surname besides?"

"Your surname is illiterate." Xisa was speechless. How did this illiterate become a disaster god?

The next ten minutes were quite exciting. Whether it was calm and headless senior sister or the young sister who had no sense of existence, they were all crazily transporting "candy crystals". As for the six disaster gods, except for the "serpentine two-headed dog" that was blocked by the door and could not move around, the others gathered together and worked together to penetrate several barriers, successfully gaining three springs that were not very valuable.

Is the "sugar consciousness assembly" of its birthplace and the corresponding "sugar consciousness spring" more precious? But it is difficult to distinguish between high and low. The two should be complementary.

The former is similar to the core of a rule; while the latter belongs to the corresponding device. The former can be integrated into the body of the "biology" and move at will; while the latter is fixed in the fourth layer and continuously creates energy. The former is somewhat like the "divine nature, divine realm" of the world's vein system; while the latter is more like a world vein that constantly produces energy.

After the abilities merge with the former, they can obtain different "rules" and produce taboo power; the latter is the source of this "tag power".
Chapter completed!