Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

After a while, the thick white liquid was poured into the mouth and swallowed.

The body of the Pot of Greed suddenly twisted, representing an expression of extreme pain.

Its spout has not yet been completely closed, and dark blue arcs of electricity emerge from the spout from time to time, making a crackling sound.

Not only that, its pot body began to completely turn into a dark blue color that was indistinguishable from the Tribulation Thunder.

Expansion, contraction, expansion again, and so on.

But the good thing is that it actually swallowed the thunder!

"Is this okay?" Mr. Bing walked over from the side with a heavy breath, and his eyes were shocked when he saw this scene.

"Uncle Dong said that the Pot of Greed was a failed attempt to reforge the Demon Crossing Cloak. Judging from the eighth level of the Demon Crossing Cloak, the Pot of Greed should also be at the eighth level."

"After the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation has been weakened twice, its intensity may only fluctuate around the eighth level."

After listening to Han Zhan's explanation and analysis, Mr. Bing nodded in agreement.

"You were able to think of so many things in such a short period of time. It's really terrifying."

"No, these are all my afterthoughts. At that time, I only had one idea in my mind, which was to fill the pot of greed."

Mr. Bing: "???"

I want to take back what I just said. Mr. Bing thought silently in his heart.

The tribulation thunder was successfully swallowed by the Pot of Greed, and the dark clouds overhead began to dissipate. The tribulation thunder triggered by the refining pills officially came to an end.

Shen Zui, who was reduced to coke by lightning, has gradually recovered due to the strong vitality and recovery power of the wood element. Although it is impossible to recover immediately, at least he can barely see a human form.

Han Zhan held the pill in his hand, "Without further delay, let's go find Bai Su now!"

Ten minutes later.

They came to the half area where Bai Su was.

A familiar stage appeared in front of him, familiar focused lights, and a familiar figure of a woman in white.

When he saw that figure, Mr. Bing obviously paused.

"Mr. Bing? Is there any problem?" Han Zhan asked with concern.

Mr. Bing shook his head and said nothing.

On the stage, Bai Su, a woman in white who was singing and acting alone, now looked down.

Her eyes swept over Bing Lao's body, and then locked on Han Zhan.

"Young man, are you here again?"

"What, what you did yesterday didn't satisfy you? How else do you want to torment your sister today?"

Bai Su was talking to herself. A path of white brocade was paved under her feet, and her two delicate white feet stepped lightly on it.

"Want to lick it?"

Bai Su asked with a smile.

The Korean War is full of black lines.

Does this Aunt Bai seem to have any special obsession with foot licking? Or is it that the character she is playing now is a foot control enthusiast?

If he were alone, after yesterday's battle, Han Zhan might still be able to have a few words with Bai Sukou today.

But today Bing Lao is next to him, so it's a bit difficult to perform well.

Speaking of Binglao.

Han Zhan looked sideways and was surprised to find that for the first time, Bing Lao's face showed anger and severity that was inconsistent with his age.

"You always let people lick your feet, Bai Su, do you have any shame?"

As soon as Mr. Bing opened his mouth, Han Zhan could hear the strong dissatisfaction in his tone, and he didn't know where Mr. Bing's anger came from.

Is it because Bai Su asked him to lick his feet?

Is Mr. Bing so rigid? I didn't notice it when I was in Fulong City.

Here, Han Zhan was still thinking wildly in his mind, exploring and digging, but Bai Su, who was standing opposite, laughed out loud after hearing Mr. Bing's scolding.

"Li Tugui, you, a poor scholar, dare to interfere with my affairs? Why do you do so?"

"Are you worthy?"

After hearing Bai Su's words, Bing Lao did not refute for the first time.

Seeing that Li Tugui didn't refute, Bai Su said unsympathetically: "You have come here with this handsome young man a long time ago. He is the man Jin Yatou likes, so you should be entrusted by Jin Yatou to bring him to bury him." People from the City of Swords.”

"It's been a few days, why haven't you come to see me?"

"Don't you dare? Or, you don't have the face to see me!"

Bai Su said this and took another step forward.

Because her steps were too long, the loose white gauze on her body could not wrap up her round white legs. Because she had been singing and performing on the stage all year round, her legs did not have a trace of fat, and they were so tight that they could be broken by a blow.

No one would associate Bai Su with an old woman at the first sight.

"If it weren't for you, Shen Zhongxia wouldn't have died!"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be crazy!"

"All of this is because of you, Li Tugui!"

Every time Bai Su said a word, she took a step forward. By the time she finished her third sentence, she had already walked in front of Han Zhan and Bing Lao.

She stood on the stage, while Han Zhan and Binglao stood under the stage.

Bai Su just looked at Mr. Bing condescendingly. The anger in her eyes did not seem to be fake, as if she was about to spit out fire and burn Mr. Bing in front of her to ashes.

When Mr. Bing was stared at by Bai Su, his lips twitched, but he still didn't speak to defend himself.

At this time, Han Zhan, who had been silent until now, suddenly moved.

Bai Su was only a few bodies away from him. Such a distance was not considered a distance at all for a sixth-level melee master.

Caught off guard, Han Zhan closed the distance in an instant, and his hands hugged Bai Su hard.

Then, before Bai Su could make a move, Han Zhan raised his hand and stuffed a lavender pill with cloud patterns into her mouth.

Bai Su, who was forcefully inserted, covered his mouth, widened his eyes, and wanted to say something.

As soon as she opened her mouth, dreamy lavender starlight spurted out from her mouth, and the entire stage was instantly filled with purple starlight.

Han Zhan, Bing Lao, and Bai Su were all wrapped in this lavender starlight, as if they were in a dream world.

"Mr. Bing, what should we do next?"

Han Zhan's thunder took action and stuffed the pill into Bai Su's mouth. The situation suddenly changed. When Mr. Bing raised his head again, he also looked at this scene in shock.

"I do not know."

have no idea? Isn't this embarrassing? Han Zhan saw Bai Su staring at him angrily, seemingly angry because he put something strange into her mouth, and he smiled sarcastically.

"Well, Aunt Bai..."

Han Zhan hasn't finished speaking yet.

The purple starlight in front of him suddenly became more intense, blocking his entire sight.

The figures of Bing Lao and Bai Su also disappeared in the purple starlight.

The next second, the purple starlight retreated.

A voice sounded in Han Zhan's ears:

"What are you doing standing around here? Tomorrow is the wedding day of the city lord, so move more smoothly!"