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Chapter 815 The salted fish turns over

At the same time, the Qingniu Xianren Temple.

In a tense and panic atmosphere, the Qingniu Xianren Temple finally became deserted.

Countless rewards have been scattered. The Qingniu Xianren Temple is now open day and night, and even at night, it is shoulder to shoulder and very lively.

Otherwise, there are people in the court who are easy to do.

In order to achieve this, Wei Wu directly issued an order to cancel the curfew that the Great Jing Empire lasted for countless years, and also sent the city guards to patrol at night.

Especially near the Qingniu Xianren Temple, it is the focus of patrol.

Where the fire shines, the demon retreats.

In addition, the mind power of the Qingniu Xianren Temple is condensed and the most yang and holy makes Lin'an City much safer.

However, the city was dominated by the black clouds of the Tianzhu Mansion.

The battle during the day was earth-shaking, and it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish between winning and losing. The atmosphere of anxiety and fear lingered, which made the Immortal Temple inevitably become deserted.

In the face of the great horror of the Tianzhu Mansion that can stop a child from crying at night, no one has much of a victory.

But at this moment, there was a person kneeling in front of the tall green bull fairy statue.

He prayed over and over again, and said in his mouth: "Please give me a magical medicine to restore my dantian. From now on, I, Du Ziteng, will be your life, your death is your ghost, you are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth, your only faith..."

“…”

After listening to his words, he would naturally be the D-level shopkeeper of Zijing Commercial Company, Du Ziteng.

The so-called crisis is a crisis, and there is opportunity.

Under high pressure, the Qingniu Fairy Temple was deserted, but Du Ziteng did the opposite and chose to pray at this time.

After all, in normal times, there is absolutely no such good time.

No one fights or robs you. You can kneel and pray in front of this statue for one night.

As for danger, it is not important to Du Ziteng.

He was burdened with his mother's hatred and his dantian was destroyed day and night, and the Qingniu Daxian was his only hope.ωωw..net

Wu Hansan has been reinstated for himself, but there are still two.

If I fall behind, it will be even more uncomfortable when I compare myself.

This is what is said to be afraid of both brothers being poor and brothers being rich.

Everyone is in trouble together, nothing is wrong. If you suddenly turn over, I can't lie down.

With gritted teeth and stomped his feet, Du Ziteng took huge risks and creepy fear and knelt in front of the statue, more pious than ever before.

Just when he prayed for two hundred and ninety-nine times.

Bang!

A pill fell into his arms without warning.

Du Ziteng was stunned for a moment, and after looking closely, he saw that it was a pill, he was immediately excited, as if he was cramping all over his body.

Recreate the pill!

Du Ziteng almost shouted out excitedly!

As a small shopkeeper in the business bank, he has never seen the real thing, but he has seen it in the picture collection and introduction. This is a compulsory content for the shopkeeper in the business bank.

In addition, there are only a few things that can repair the dantian, so Du Ziteng is naturally very concerned about it.

So he is very sure that this is the legendary recreation pill.

Du Ziteng hurriedly held the pill in his hand, and then looked around with guilt, for fear that others would find out.

Such a precious thing took so much luck to get it. If it was taken away by someone in a blink of an eye, it would be dying of crying.

Fortunately, the statue was empty at this moment, with only a few people, and no one noticed his abnormality.

Du Ziteng then breathed a sigh of relief, put the pill into his sleeve without any trace, then suppressed his excitement, and prayed several times before he stood up and walked back.

After leaving the Immortal Temple, he ran all the way, refusing to waste even a second more.

Because if you don’t take this pill for a second, you will be at risk of being taken away in one second.

...

Besides, he definitely doesn't want to give the Creation Pill on Qin He.

After all, this pill is also useful to Qin He, but the probability of success is relatively low.

But I can't hold it!

When the magical little notebook was opened, it was very dense, full of Du Ziteng’s prayers, hundreds of them.

Apart from this, there are only a few ginseng mixed in it.

It's so deserted that it's unreasonable.

He was completely overwhelmed by the screen alone.

You said that just this situation, can Qin He not give it to you?
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