The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 399: : Wooden comb

"No!" Zhao Shenkong exclaimed, his eyes full of despair and fear of death.

He doesn't want to die. He is still young and has a great future and a bright future. How can he just die here?

Fang Lin doesn't care how much fear and despair Zhao Shenkong has at this moment, anyway, he is just a thought---smashing this turtle grandson to death.

Just as the big bone stick was about to fall, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky, covering Fang Lin and Zhao Shenkong.

Fang Lin's big bone stick was almost only a few cents away, and it was about to smash Zhao Shenkong's head, but at such a critical moment, Fang Lin was enveloped by this white light and was completely unable to move.

Zhao Shenkong also maintained the look of horror and despair, unable to move, but he was greatly relieved.

I'm not dead yet!

Fang Lin secretly gritted his teeth, seeing that Zhao Shenkong was about to be killed, but he didn't expect this to happen, and he secretly sighed in his heart. It seems that Zhao Shenkong's life should not be broken.

"Ahem, you two should calm down. In this Danji Tower, as long as it threatens your life, you will be stopped, so no matter how you fight, it has no meaning." The white-clothed old man said at this time Said.

Fang Lin sneered: "Who said it doesn't make sense? Someone is scared, which makes sense."

This was meant to be heard by Zhao Shenkong, in order to attack Zhao Shenkong.

Sure enough, Zhao Shenkong's face was ugly, his face was full of anger and unwillingness, and even a little bit of self-confidence.

Not only was he scared, but he also begged Fang Lin for mercy, and even gave his Jiugong Bag to Fang Lin in order to survive.

Although it is human instinct to survive, Zhao Shenkong has an urge to get into the ground when he thinks of his unbearable scene just now.

What a shame!

As the prince of the Kingdom of Yun, a wizard of Dan Dao, just now, when his spirits were developing, he was forced to beg for mercy by Fang Lin. This is simply a shame in shame.

"Fang Lin, you can't kill me, I'll never finish this account with you!" Zhao Shenkong roared, but it seemed a little ridiculous to look at it.

Fang Lin sneered. Just about to speak, the white light flashed, separating the two at once and regaining their freedom.

Zhao Shenkong panted heavily, staring at Fang Lin with extremely cold eyes, his chest pained.

He wanted to take out some pills to take it, but he suddenly found that his Jiu Gong capsule had fallen into Fang Lin's hands.

At the moment, Zhao Shenkong's expression is extremely ugly, and Lin said, "Give me the Jiu Gongbao."

Fang Lin showed a mocking expression: "You gave this Jiu Gong capsule to me. Now you are asking for it again. Are you still shameless?"

Zhao Shenkong just wanted to scold his mother, thinking of his unbearable appearance just now, he wanted to lick his own mouth.

"Fang Lin, return me the Jiu Gongbao." Zhao Shenkong gritted his teeth.

Fang Lin shook his head and said with a smile: "No."

Zhao Shenkong was angry and annoyed, and his heart was even more sad.

He knew very well that the Jiu Gongbao fell into Fang Lin's hands. He was afraid that he would not come back at all. He couldn't beat him by himself, and he couldn't grab it.

At this moment, Zhao Shenkong felt extremely aggrieved. Facing Fang Lin, he couldn't take any advantage. On the contrary, he suffered a lot. Now he has lost his Jiu Gongbao.

Zhao Shenkong really has an urge to die. The Jiu Gong Nak itself is nothing, but the contents of the Jiu Gong Nak are all his Zhao Shenkong's family properties, and everything is inside.

At the moment, Fang Lin happily walked to the ancient stele without words, and was not in a hurry to comprehend the ancient stele without words, but grabbed Zhao Shenkong's nine palace pouch in his hand.

"Oh, let me see what some good treasures are in there." Fang Lin said with a grin.

Zhao Shenkong stood there, almost vomiting blood, wishing to fight Fang Lin.

I saw that Fang Lin easily erased the mark belonging to Zhao Shenkong on the Jiu Gong Bao, and then began to check the contents of the Jiu Gong Bao.

"Huh? Nine-legged Cordyceps? Good thing!"

"Wow! Hundred-year Snow Soul, not bad, not bad!"

"This ring with a defensive circle is good."

"These bottles of pills are so-so, they can barely get into the eye."

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Fang Lin looked at the contents of the Jiu Gongzhen like a few Jiazhen, and commented on everything.

This was done deliberately for Zhao Shenkong, just to get angry with this guy.

Sure enough, Fang Lin really spit out two mouthfuls of blood in Zhao Shenkong's anger, and his injuries became more serious. He had to sit down cross-legged and run his internal energy to suppress his injuries.

The injury is still second. It’s just that the lingering air in the chest made Zhao Shenkong extremely uncomfortable. He didn’t want to see Fang Lin Shu’s baby, but Fang Lin’s voice would continue to come, almost like a reminder. same.

Fang Lin checked for a while, and the smile on his face grew brighter and brighter. He was indeed the prince’s nine palace sac, and he was also a prince with a genius of alchemy. The treasures in this nine palace sac were simply countless.

Especially this Zhao Shenkong still has two thousand-year-old medicines. This is simply a surprise. Happy Fang Lin's nasal blisters are about to come out.

"Huh? What is this?" Suddenly, Fang Lin seemed to have discovered something he didn't recognize, and he was puzzled.

Zhao Shenkong glanced subconsciously, his eyes split suddenly, almost roaring.

I saw Fang Lin holding a wooden comb in his hand. It was a normal one. There were even a few long, black and soft hairs entangled, obviously women's hair.

Fang Lin looked left and right, this is a very ordinary comb, although it is made of the above-mentioned good wood, it is nothing more.

Fang Lin looked puzzled, looking at Zhao Shenkong, is this guy still a pervert? Carrying a wooden comb used by a woman?

"Fang Lin, let it go, or I won't die with you!" Zhao Shenkong roared, ignoring his injuries and walking towards Fang Lin step by step. He really fell into a madness, leaving life and death alone. Later.

Fang Lin frowned, thinking that Zhao Shenkong was abnormal, and said: "Does this wooden comb have any meaning to you?"

Zhao Shenkong stopped, his expression suddenly changed, with a bit of sadness and recollection on his face.

"This is my mother's relic~IndoMTL.com~Zhao Shenkong speaks slowly, his voice is extremely low.

Fang Lin was also taken aback when he heard the words, and his expression was a little complicated.

"Hey, what am I supposed to be, the useless things, give them back to you." Fang Lin said with a curled mouth, throwing the comb at Zhao Shenkong.

Shen Zhao caught it empty-handed and placed the wooden comb carefully next to him.

Afterwards, Zhao Shenkong glanced at Fang Lin somewhat complicatedly, without saying a word, returned to the distance and sat down, continuing to heal his injuries.

Fang Lin also unexpectedly didn't deliberately say anything to irritate Zhao Shenkong, and silently gathered the contents of the Jiu Gongbao and hung it around his waist.

Immediately, Fang Lin looked at the large bluestone slab behind him, which was also the wordless ancient monument in the mouth of the old man in white.

But no matter how Fang Lin looked at it, he felt that it was not like a monument, it was just a useless bluestone slab, which would take up space everywhere.

"Master, what should I do?" Fang Lin asked.