"You are alone, and you are still lonely? Wouldn't you be sleeping?" Wu Yanfei's head was covered in black lines.

"Sleeping? But I can't sleep alone! You don't know how difficult it is to live alone..." The Huobao Gate began to recite.

"I'm not here to listen to your complaints, to talk about serious matters, to talk about serious matters." Wu Yanfei coughed a few times, reminding him to stop at the right time.

"Oh, then talk about serious matters." The Huobao Guard looked solemn, "You can change the treasure. But I have a condition..."

It drags the tone.

Wu Yanfei suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What conditions? Could it be?"

"Ah, look at your expression, you've guessed it! There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, just pick your nose, pick your nose for me!" The living treasure door shouted excitedly. It hadn't been deducted for a long time.

Picking the nose...

Bottle...

shit……

A huge sound kept echoing in the corridor.

Wu Yanfei's forehead was full of blue veins: "Bastard, are you playing this trick again?"

"The nose is really itchy, itchy, and I can't breathe well. I don't have hands. I can't pick my nose freely like you humans. It's really pitiful. Ah... Xiao Feifei, my friend, you can do it. Help me pick my nose. In return, I will give you my precious nose." Huobaomen sang in a tone of chanting poetry.

"Hey, please stop me!" Wu Yanfei clenched his fists tightly and finally roared unbearably.

The Huobaomen snorted lightly, looking like you were so hateful to me.

Then it began to keep chanting...

"Take your nose!"

"Take your nose!"

"Take your nose!"

"Don't pick your nose, don't change your treasure. If you pick your nose, be good baby..."

The sound vibrates the air and roars in the solemn corridor, breaking the indifference and silence here.

Wu Yanfei lowered his head and stroked his forehead with one hand. The sound of picking his nose kept echoing in his ears.

"Okay, okay. Stop talking, can't you sting me?" Wu Yanfei roared, his heart full of helplessness.

Even though he is a dignified spiritual king cultivator and the homeless lord, he has no way to face the living treasure gate.

After all, the treasure world was left by the homeless sages, and this was the work of the spiritual immortal above the Spirit King!

"Oh yeah!" The Huobaomen cheered victoriously, and then shouted impatiently. "Come on, come on, I can't wait."

Wu Yanfei's expression was stiff, his eyes kept twitching, and after all, he stretched out his right hand and his spiritual power continued to gather.

On the palm of his right hand, there was a small palm print, bright red.

At this time, his spiritual power was activated, and the blood seal suddenly flew out and turned into a huge bright red palm.

Spirit King - Blood Handprints!

Anyone who is in this hand

In the filming, no matter whether it is bird, beast, insect, or fish, as long as there is blood flowing, it will turn into a pool of pus and blood, and it is extremely powerful. Wu Yanfei uses this to traverse the Western Regions and establish a great reputation.

But now, he used blood handprints to satisfy the quirks of the Living Treasure Gate -

Picking the nose.

The huge bright red palm formed a fist, and then stretched out the index finger, and the fingertips penetrated into the huge nostrils of the Huobaomen.

The Huobaomen was so comfortable that he hummed: "Okay, that's it!"

"Oh...it's so good..."

"Go deeper, yes, go deeper!"

"It's better to have a stronger strength, and it's better to have a better taste."

"Uh... I'm so cool..."

"Xiao Feifei, your skills are really not something you can do."

"Ah, ah, ah, ah---cut!" Huobaomen opened his mouth wide and sneezes suddenly.

Countless red, yellow, blue and green "bottles" were sprayed out by it.

If you look carefully, the red one is Hurricane Pepper, which has been extinct in the Western Regions. The yellow one is the soil of sorrow, which is extremely rare. It is one of the ingredients used to refine the six-turn salted eggs. The blue one is the heart of the iceberg. This one has only been born in the center of the iceberg for millions of years.

The green one is the grass skirt pill, a spiritual king-level material, without any defense, but after using it, the practitioner can wear a layer of grass skirt. It can directly absorb the free energy in the air and quickly replenish the spiritual power in the cyclone!

"Okay, my breathing is refreshed again, and I've given you all these boosters. I don't want to eat them anymore. It's so disgusting." After sneezing, Huobaomen sniffed, and felt extremely comfortable.

Wu Yanfei took these things one by one and sighed weakly: "Can you talk about serious matters now?"

"Of course, of course. What baby Xiao Feifei wants to change?" The Huobaomen was in a much better mood.

"I remember that there is also a spiritual king-level human power victory in the heavenly pill hidden in the treasure world. I just want to change it." Wu Yanfei replied.

A strange look appeared on the face of Huobaomen: "Human power over the heavenly elixir, this skill has the power to defy the heaven and change fate, and is specially used for those mortals who do not have the qualifications to practice to force the cyclone. This skill is so expensive. Xiao Feifei, although we have a deep friendship, you have sniffed my nose and booed me many times, but I can't resist the rules of the treasure world. If you want to change this skill, you must take out more valuable materials and send them to the treasure world."

"Can you not mention picking your nose?" Wu Yanfei's forehead was full of blue veins, and he pulled out a mark from the cyclone.

The mark is shaped like a baby's palm, tender and chubby, like a translucent agate crystal. There are thousands of red blood threads in the palm, making the palm exude a ghostly aura.

When Huobaomen saw this skill, he immediately let out a sound of surprise: "Hey, you actually want to give up the Blood Handprint Art? Xiao Feifei, I remember this is one of your most powerful skills. Don't you want to collect the true teachings of the Sea of ​​Blood? Have you given up your dream when you were young?"

Wu Yanfei sighed helplessly: "The inheritance of the sea of ​​blood

There are thousands of things, and the truth is hidden in it, and it is too difficult to find it. Even if I have been using homeless energy to investigate, over the years, I have only found two true stories. I want to replace the human power to win the heavenly pill, and I cannot give up other more valuable skills in my hand, so I have to sacrifice the Blood Handprint skill for the time being. Wait until one day, I will exchange it for the opportunity."

Most of Wu Yanfei's martial arts are derived from the blood sea inheritance, making him proficient in bloodlines.

Therefore, Wuyouling entered the homeless city and was sensed immediately by him.

"Okay, since you have made a decision, I won't advise you." Huobaomen said, opening his mouth wide and sucking the blood handprint into his mouth.

Gudong.

With a loud bang, it swallowed the blood handprint into the treasure world.

Then another dry retching sound was heard, and it opened its mouth and spit out a pill.

This pill is shaped like a thousand-year-old ginseng. There are countless ginseng. The ginseng is yellow and shining. It is round and introverted above, but it is divided into two parts below, as if it is a pair of human legs.

It is the Pill of Manpower to Respect Heaven.

"Refining it quickly, as long as you leave the treasure realm and after three breaths, this skill will return to wildness. If you refine it, it will be difficult." Huobaomen urged.

Wu Yanfei nodded, urging a luxurious and gorgeous amethyst spiritual power, instantly refining the human power over the heavenly pill.

"Haha, with this skill, Youling can be enlightened! Use some skills to improve qualifications to help her practice. In the future, Lingyun and the others will be used as wings. Youling will make you happy, and in this world, strength is all the premise of happiness!" Wu Yanfei put the human power victory in the cyclone and his mood fluctuated.

"I'm leaving, Huobaomen." He then approached Jumendao.

"Hey, hey, let's leave when you come? Let's chat with me. I'm really suffocating to stay here alone." Huobaomen said anxiously.

But the blood flame flashed, and Wu Yanfei had disappeared from the spot and didn't want to stay.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!