Chapter 1267 Purging Soul Powder

But at this time, they didn't know that a white shadow kept moving forward, and no one had noticed it. Even if they did notice it occasionally, they just thought they were dazzled.

The people in the kitchen were busy in full swing, and they didn't know what kind of meat was cooking in the cauldron. All the people present couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The little fox waited there for a long time, and when the cook left because of something, it jumped over and came over with a paw, and threw the cloth bag hanging around its neck into the pot.

It jumped again, and heard a sound outside.

Its small body flashed, and it also jumped onto the window. After the cook came, he didn't even look at the pot, but just took a big wooden spoon and stirred it in the pot.

Of course, he didn't notice that there was something extra in the pot. He thought it was some kind of meat?

The little fox opened his eyes and watched for a long time before running out again.

At the door, the bearded man suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the door again.

"What's wrong with you?"

The other person rolled his eyes again, "It won't be another whoosh, is it going out?"

The bearded man nodded hastily, "Isn't it just a whoosh, and he went out."

"You should fix your eyes."

Another person gave a very good suggestion to the bearded man, "You only have these eyes, you can still come here to let the wind go, whoosh, come in, whoosh, go away again, what is this whoosh?"

The bearded man lowered his face, but he just saw it, came with a whoosh, and left with a whoosh.

But why no one believed him, no one listened to him?

The other person touched his stomach involuntarily. Of course, he never took the bearded man's words to heart. I could smell the smell of meat. When will I be able to eat? I'm about to starve to death.

When the bearded man heard about the meal, he came with a whoosh, came, whoosh, and left again. He wiped his saliva with his sleeve, and then giggled silly there.

After waiting for a while, someone finally came to share the food. Today, they cooked a big pot of meat, and it was all the sheep they caught a few days ago.

It's been busy for many days, and it's finally time to lay down the tooth sacrifice.

The bearded man took his own bowl, sat down at any place, picked up the chopsticks and ate the meat, and it was delicious, and his face was covered with oil after eating it.

That is, no matter how hard he bites, nothing will break through.

This meat is really hard to bite.

He bites and bites, life and death just can't bite.

"What is this thing? Why is it like cloth, and the leather is too hard?"

He complained while eating, and in the end, he threw the piece of skin that couldn't be chewed on the ground, and then picked up the bowl, even the soup in the bowl was clean.

After he had a big bowl of food in his stomach, he felt much more comfortable, and of course he was full.

"Hi..." He hiccupped, and then smacked his lips. He was exhausted in spring and autumn, and he just had a full meal. He just took advantage of this to sleep. Such a good time, such a full stomach, If you don't sleep, you are so sorry for yourself.

As he spoke, he stretched and leaned against the stone behind him. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep, still snoring loudly.

It was also made to guard the door with him, and then gave him a big white eye. At this time, Maojue, can you finish guarding the door and sleep when the shift is changed? At that time, even if you fell asleep, no one would say Tell me, but what kind of sleep are you sleeping on now?

If someone saw it, he might be kicked away by the boss.

But it's strange, when he is complaining about others, what's the matter, he also feels sleepy, obviously he doesn't want to sleep, but he just can't open his eyes.

And he didn't even put down the bowl, he just leaned there, really going to sleep.

No, he hastily pinched himself. Under this pinch, he was awake, but immediately seemed to be falling asleep again.

He walked up to the bearded man, then stretched out his foot and kicked the bearded man.

With a bang, the bearded man also fell to the ground, and his head hit the ground directly, which abruptly woke him up.

The bearded man sat up suddenly, and then rubbed his eyes, the squeezed eyes were very painful, no, he was too sleepy, he couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Stone."

The man called the bearded man's name, no matter what, he felt like he was dreaming, and he was very dizzy.

"What's the matter?"

The bearded man squeezed his eyes hard again, but also smashed his mouth.

"Tell me, what did you see?" The person who kicked him also sat down, and he bumped his head against the stone behind him. He is different, he has never done this before, and he suddenly remembered, it seemed that the bearded man said something just now, but he couldn't remember what he said?

"I see..." the bearded man yawned, "What else can I see?"

"It's just a whoosh, it goes in, and a whoosh, it goes out again."

It's over, and the other person has only one sentence in his mind, that is, it's over.

Because they are afraid of being tricked.

But before he had time to ask him to do more, his head tilted and fell directly on the bearded man's lap, while the others almost fell asleep in a drowsy state.

There is no one who does not eat, especially today there is still meat, the more capable people are, the more they eat, and the more people eat, the bigger the trick.

"My lord, is that Madam's fragrance beads?"

Changqing rubbed his hands involuntarily, it should be about the same now, Shen Qingci's Mixiang Bead is very powerful, within a moment's effort, it will definitely make those people sleep in a dark, sunless and dark place. Isn't it just the pork on the chopping board, they can cut it how they want?

"No," Luo Hengan still held the little fox in his arms, and the little fox rolled himself into a ball, and fell asleep this time.

"That is?"

Chang Qing couldn't figure it out, since this is not Shen Qingci's Mixiang Bead, what is it?

"Mo Fei's Qinghun San."

Luo Heng replied in a calm voice, gently stroking the little fox's head with his fingers.

Changqing couldn't help but fight a cold war.

Clear the soul.

Oh my god, it's Qinghun San!

Compared with the three words "Qing Hun San", Shen Qingci's Mixiang Pearl is really too kind.

The Mixiang Bead can make people fall asleep for a few hours at most, but Qinghun San is different, the one that can get out from Mo Fei's hands, the one that can make Luo Hengli look good, can there be any difference?

Of course, Qinghun San is not fatal, it is a relief, especially for those who practice martial arts, and it relieves their strength