Chapter 300
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"What's wrong with Little Gruel?"
Zhen Xiaoxiao's expression abruptly changed. What she feared the most was that Little Gruel would stir up trouble again while she was away.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's questioning voice almost made the Giant God Sect Elders and disciples around her cry.
"Didn't you say you needed cold items?"
Elder Fang blinked his eyes, looking aggrieved.
"Our sect has three cold treasures. One is the ten-thousand-year-old Ice Soul, the second is the Silver-patterned Cold Leaf Grass, and the third is the Cold Snow Robe.
"This old man sent a disciple to deliver these three items to your tent and asked Little Friend Zhou to keep them for the time being. I didn't expect that he, he, he … he suddenly went crazy. In front of everyone, he swallowed the Ice Soul and Cold Leaf Grass into his stomach, then used his hands to rub them casually, turning the high-grade Cold Snow Robe into rags in two seconds!"
Elder Fang's cheeks puffed up as he spoke. Judging from his appearance, if it weren't for the many disciples witnessing it, he wouldn't have believed such an absurd scene even if he was beaten to death!
"Now he … he's collapsed. The area within a hundred steps of his body is covered in ice, no one is allowed to step in! Right now, Third Elder is asking the Sect Master to think of a solution, but with such a low temperature, he can forget about surviving. Let's see if he can … leave an … intact corpse after melting the ice with fire … "
Elder Fang's face turned deathly pale and he trembled uncontrollably as he recalled the horrifying experience of almost freezing his fingers when he tried to probe Zhou Zhou.
The three cold items were originally not so frightening, but for some reason, after being swallowed by Zhou Zhou, they immediately turned into the coldest temperature of heaven and earth. Even magic treasures could be frozen, not to mention the cultivators within the range of the ice!
"We wanted to snatch it, but Senior Brother Zhou's strength is terrifying!" A round-faced Giant God Sect disciple hurriedly jumped out to prove!
"That's right, that's right, six or seven of us pounced on him! But we were still slapped away by him! Look, look, there's a slap mark on my face! " A pig head vigorously displayed the slap mark on his face. Those small, swollen eyes were proof of Little Gruel's unparalleled strength.
"Sob, sob, sob, sob!"
Fang Tianling cried so much that she couldn't even stand up!
When she heard everyone's explanation, she immediately flew into a rage like a lioness. She drew her long stick and began to madly beat everyone present at that time.
"Return my Senior Brother Zhou to me! Give me back my beauty that can shock the heavens and make ghosts and gods weep! Weep weep weep weep! "
"Don't tell me … you're not going to cure the monkeys for us anymore?"
Elder Fang's guilty gaze swept over Zhen Xiaoxiao's stiff face again and again. He felt that there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that this matter … would end in failure.
The heavens really don't have eyes ah ah ah!
He clearly wanted to treat his guests well, so how did he end up killing one of them?
Pa!
Zhen Xiaoxiao covered his face with his hands.
How could she have forgotten about this?
If he didn't watch over Small Gruel from the side, once he saw something cold, he would be suicidal!
"No … It's fine …" Zhen Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched. "I'm still in charge of the monkey. Tell me, how much are those three items worth? I'll pay! "
"Good man!"
Hearing how generous Zhen Xiaoxiao was, Elder Fang's old tears almost shot out from his eyes!
How could he accept money? The Giant God Sect focused on the fire path. Although those three cold items were expensive, it was better to use them instead of keeping them.
But Little Friend Zhou's life?
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