Gongga Mountain, ice silkworm, Wang Hao was secretly happy, but it was not revealed at all on the surface. His son's life was hanging on a thread. If he laughed at this time, he would have to be beaten out. If the young people were the cold poison of ice silkworms, then ordinary doctors could not solve it. Even if they found a miracle doctor, there was no way.

Theoretically, cold poison cannot be solved, but the world and all things are mutually reborn. If Wang Hao had the Red Flame Pill at this moment, he could barely try it. The chance of success is slim. The effect of the Dream Pill may make the young man wake up immediately, but that means he has to endure endless pain, and it is better to lose consciousness like now.

The woman also took a rough look and wrote two words after taking a piece of paper. The handwriting was not as beautiful as a woman, but it was full of unrestrained and free and easy words. Her words were like the person. Her diagnosis coincided with the fat man, but no one knew it.

If it were a cultivator, maybe he could think of a way. After all, the cultivator's body is strong enough and has great magical powers. It is unknown whether he can really catch the fire crow. However, it happened to Gesang's father, so it would be less different from the dead knot. All he could do is regret.

Tuobawu suddenly saw the word "Fire Crow" and was shocked. Only she knew that the Fire Crow was in Wang Hao's hands, but she didn't know that Wang Hao had exchanged crystals with the Fire Cultivator. Now even the crystals have been completely refined, otherwise where would the cultivation level of the God-Skilling Stage be obtained?

A pair of beautiful eyes questioned the fat man. In his heart, Tuobawu hoped that he could take out the fire crow to save people. It was just a small task, but he saved someone's lives. But the fat man didn't even blink when he saw the words on the paper. He looked like an old man, please feel sorry for the change.

"What is Fire Crow? Can I wake up my son with him? Where can I find it?" Old man Gesang asked a lot of questions in one breath. Unfortunately, the girl couldn't speak, and Wang Hao didn't want to explain. Tuobawu didn't know what to say.

The only person who answered the last answer was Li Lu. "Old man, the fire crow is one of the legendary ancient beasts. He is good at controlling fire. He can't even keep a grass or a tree wherever he goes. It is said that the nine suns shot by Houyi are fire crows, which is not something that ordinary people can find. Even if they find it, there is no way to collect it."

Uncle Gesang never dreamed of saving his son, and actually involved an ancient beast. What's the use of knowing this fact? The only thing is that his son shouldn't have stepped onto the sacred mountain. It is rumored that the sacred mountain is not a place that ordinary people can enter, even if they are close, they can't. Ordinary people can only admire him from afar and worship him.

That night, Old Gesang drank a lot of wine. The fat man saw the tears flashing in his eyes. It was fatherly love. Unless it was for his beloved son, what else could make a man with iron tears?

When he ran away from home, his father was the same as him. He felt sorry for his parents in the world or could help him when it was right. To be honest, the fat man didn't mind helping others, but the premise was that there was no need to pay a price. At least in the current limelight, he would never be related to Huo Xiu.

At night, the fat man brought a pot of wine to the wilderness alone. The cold wind from the glacier blew across his body. It was much more comfortable to drink like a girl's cold little hand than staying in the room. However, the good times were not constant. The small wine pot was seen in a blink of an eye. It was only possible to stay in the wild to drink. How good would it be if there was a decent wine utensil?

The fat man threw the wine pot into the distance in anger. He either didn't drink the wine, but he had to drink it happily. The most annoying thing is that he just got halfway through the drink but found that the wine pot was empty. Leaving such garbage was to abuse himself.

Suddenly, a ray of intoxicating fragrance came from behind. It was the smell of a woman. It was still a woman with wine. The fat man immediately thought of the mysterious woman in white. He turned his head and saw the familiar white. He had a slender figure but no weakness or charm. He was as soft and vigorous as a green bamboo. He was holding a delicate wine jar as always. There was a charming smile on her face. It seemed that she was not sad for Uncle Gesang's son. If she was unhappy when she saw an incurable patient, then many doctors might lose the opportunity to laugh for the rest of their lives.

However, that kind of smile is not artificial, or just out of politeness. It is a smile that escapes the world. The fairy will never be happy for trivial matters, or is unhappy about birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. In the eyes of cultivators, what are you good at caring about?

"Why do I feel very embarrassed every time I see you?" Even though she knew she would not answer, the fat man still talked to herself. After getting used to it, he would find that her silence is most of the time. According to common sense, if such a woman speaks one day, someone will definitely feel uncomfortable.

The woman did not say anything, and with a bang, she opened the mud seal, lifted the wine jar high and poured it over. At the same time, she raised the plain face and let the strong wine pour into her mouth. The liquid flowed along the swan-like neck, wetting the snow-white collar, but she didn't realize it.

An ordinary woman is either young or pretentious, but she shows a unique charm. The release of charm comes from personal connotation. It cannot be faked. It seems that the world has nothing to do with her. She does not affect or change everything around her, and does not accept the influence of the environment on herself. However, in a more common sense, her people live in this world, but their hearts are separated from this world and jump out of the three realms. This is the truth. The human body cannot leave the three realms, but the heart can

Although it is only a psychological state, only top masters can reach it. The scope is not limited to cultivators. Powerful demons, ghosts, immortals, and even demons can reach this state. People who have looked down on the common people, such as Chen Xuan, Wen Jian, and all living beings are almost the same as ants in their eyes.

The fat man made up his mind not to ask about the identity of a woman, but he still couldn't get rid of his curiosity. He was hesitant for a moment and was stunned. In a trance, the woman handed the wine to him.

Wang Hao first drank two mouthfuls, scratched the back of his head and smiled, "I don't know what your name is until now, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, you can understand what I say. You can meet you every time I'm down and out. Is it when I'm unlucky, or is it that makes me unlucky?"

This sounds clearly a bit of teasing. A hint of anger appears in her charming smile. The woman leaves. However, looking at her expression, she is not angry, but she doesn't like this tone.

The depressed thing was that she even took the wine away. Wang Hao patted his butt and walked towards the town. It was still early, and maybe he could find a place to drink. The town at night had a unique style, and it was even more lively than during the day. The crowds on the streets were crowded. Now, major tourist attractions are no longer allowed to write classic quotes about me visiting here. I finally came to Hailuogou, souvenirs must not be missing.

The most eye-catching thing is all kinds of silverware. Under the lights of the shop, the silverware in Moses Town is roughly divided into two types: Tibetan silver and pure silver

The surface of Tibetan silver is a little dark, and the black things on it are grass gray, but it shows the simplicity of Tibetan jewelry. The rough style used to be Tibetan silver was generally silver alloy with a silver content of 92.5%. However, now it has basically been replaced by merchants with white copper. Only fools will spend money to buy it.

However, there are many products in sterling silver, and there are many varieties. In addition to various magic tools, there are also knives, tea sets, wine utensils, and various exquisite jewelry.

Thinking about it, Wang Hao was attracted by a beautiful wine utensil. Unlike other wine utensils, the fat man only liked one, which looked like a thick jar, with a handle embedded on the edge, and a little pattern decoration. It was such a simple shape. The round and fat can arouse people's love.

The owner rushed over diligently and introduced it in unfamiliar Mandarin: "The boss is really good at it. I collected this wine pot from outside. I only found one piece in Moses Town. It is genuine sterling silver, passed down from the ancestors."

It’s just that the fat man gently flicked his fingertips, and the wine pot made a pleasant sound. It’s true that sterling silver is true, but it’s far-fetched to say that it’s inherited by ancestors. Who is willing to sell the inherited things these days? What’s more, what’s the use of exquisiteness? It’s not enough to rinse your mouth even if the size of the wine utensil is full.

"Don't call me boss, you are the boss, I'm not these, these, there are all Tibetan silver jewelry, plus the Buddha statues over there." Wang Hao picked out a lot of silver objects with his thick and short fingers in a blink of an eye. In addition to some magical instruments, Buddha statues, and all Tibetan silver products

"You want all these?" The owner was very busy. It was worth it to meet a good customer who was exhausted, but he was not sure.
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