"Here, I'll give you this thing." Ms. Hong was in a great mood and smiled, throwing a good Western-style sword on the bar.

Xia Yan paused his movements of wiping the table, and the system prompted him:

"Unknown legend props were detected."

“???”

Seeing Xia Yan's confusion, Ms. Hong said in a natural tone: "This is the money for food. I am very satisfied with the "Frostworm Sashimi Banquet". Then I deeply felt that such delicacies must be exchanged with equivalent items or commissions. Ordinary gold coins and wealth are no longer enough to settle the bill."

This snatched away all my lines as the store manager.

Xia Yan's eyebrows twitched twice, and he was not anxious to get the props. According to the systematic identification standards, he already had the Yongling Sword and the "divine weapon" in the name of the Garuda Sword. At this moment, his attitude was unexpectedly calm.

I thought of the food cell refining props that I had thrown into the inventory and collected for a short time.

Xia Yan's heart was thrilled.

Now, the opportunity is here!

"Well, ma'am, can we discuss it?"

"Hey, you don't seem to be interested in the second artifact?"

The mature lady with red hair and red eyes sat on a high bar chair, subconsciously crossed her legs. The opening on the waist of the long skirt made the two long legs perfectly reveal. Just looking at these two beautiful legs that were just as plump as possible, it is hard to believe that the thigh muscles may contain the extreme terrifying power of a female demon dragon.

Xia Yan didn't make any mistakes, so he directly asked the conditions:

"If I could exchange the props for your payment for a portion of divine blood, I would definitely be very happy."

Divine blood?

Ms. Hong opened her eyes unexpectedly and looked at him for a few seconds, with her mouth slightly raised: "It seems that Manager Xia is also coveting the power of transcendence of the world, and is unwilling to be a mortal store manager who will have birth, old age, sickness and death."

"Um."

"Considering that such a chef who has repeatedly pleased me will get sick, lose blood and qi and blood, and his cooking skills will decline. Not to mention the quality of the food he makes will become worse, it will never be possible to develop new dishes... What's wrong with my heart thinking about the future picture?"

After saying that, the words changed.

"How much do you need? I'll give it!"

"perhaps……"

"bowl?"

Xia Yan felt that the amount of a bowl was just right, not too much or too little. If it were a human profession, he would definitely not dare to ask for a bowl of blood, but the lady's body was a magic dragon, and her huge body and a bowl of blood might not be considered a slight damage.

Ms. Hong didn't say anything else, but just looked at him deeply, put away the second artifact she had paid before, then stood up from the bar chair, and went to the open kitchen.

"alright."

A few seconds later, a bowl of blood surrounded by scorching breath was placed in front of Xia Yan's eyes.

Xia Yan was stunned and looked strange.

This action is so powerful that Ms. He didn't even see where Ms. Red was putting blood from when she turned her back to her.

"I have already wrapped this blood with my divine power, otherwise it would be difficult to find containers in the world to put them in."

"Of course, this is also the method of 'preservation' you call."

"With my divine power wrapping, you don't have to worry about being hurt by the amazing power in your blood."

"Then it's okay to put this blood for ten thousand years. Tsk tsk, you can think of it as some kind of strange treasure, put it in your own exhibition room."

Ms. Hong sat back on the chair, her complexion was still rosy and she had no sign of weakness of losing her essence and blood.

Well.

How much blood will it take to make a female dragon weak?

Xia Yan shook his head and decided not to worry about this issue. Anyway, the blood had already fallen and the goal was achieved. He didn't mind Ms. Hong's jokes at all, and even joked back:

"Madam, don't worry, I'm definitely not a pervert. I won't use your essence and blood to do shameful things in the quilt."

"?" Unexpectedly, Ms. Hong looked confused, "What else can you do to be ashamed?"

“…”

Crow enjoys tens of thousands of years of life. Ms. Hong’s information reception level is far less than that of the new era women who brush scarves or discuss with their best friends about the feasibility of a certain posture with their best friends.

Even the Six Pillar Gods are all homegirls, but the degree of homegirls is different.

Ms. Hong is strictly called Maverick.

It's a bit ugly.

I just don’t have many friends, I can speak pornographic and don’t have any best friends who say pornographic jokes.

Forget it, I gave up joking with a "pure" tens of thousands of years old house girl, Xia Yan suddenly asked:

"Madam, do you mind 'eating' your blood?"

Why did the topic turn here again?

Ms. Hong, who was deeply impressed by the topic, could not keep up with Xia Yan's thinking and was a little confused.

“Eat it?!”

"Yes, you're here for a while, I'll be back soon."

Xia Yan went downstairs, went to his bedroom, and locked the door.

Even Ms. Hong cannot explore every corner at will in the "cat house". She had previously entrusted Ms. Hong to modify the rules of the strange things in the cat house. Xia Yan was worried that Ms. Hong would quietly open the back door. However, after letting the existence of the vase in the room, after carefully checking the strange things behind the cat house, it proved that Ms. Hong disdained such a bad method.

Therefore, Xia Yan at the moment was not worried that he would be known and annoyed by Ms. Hong after taking the props.

His heart was in full swing, and Xia Yan took out the divine-level cell refining props.

On the table, the black fog surging from the vase's mouth, and a surprised voice came from:

"Have you got the red divine blood?"

"Yeah, a bowl."

"..." Hei Wu didn't say anything else and fell silent.

Xia Yan could vaguely sense the sight projected from the black fog, but the seal of the vase was repeatedly blessed. After losing the threat, the existence inside was more like his special counselor hiding in the bedroom.

"Hey, if you can refine the red divine power, it wouldn't be a waste, right?"

"Of course!"

The 'Staff Advisor' said in a leisurely tone: "Did you know that Qise is the only child of the surviving Dragon God after the dusk of Ragnarok in the old world."

"Legends, He is the source of the seven colors."

"He is the mother of dragons."

"Perhaps, you can peek at the mystery of the old dragon god in the red divine blood, and then judge the authenticity of this legend."

"Yeah?"

Xia Yan couldn't refuse and took out the syringe props.

The system prompts:

"The target has been locked-"Red Divine Blood" (Legendary level)."

“Complied with the scope of use of props.”

“Current use times 11.”

“Do, use it?”

Xia Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Use!"

The syringe didn't need Xia Yan to take action and automatically penetrated into the bowl of divine blood. The invisible membrane that Ms. Hong wrapped around the divine blood could not prevent the tip of the needle at all, and it was pierced through in a "sneer".

Soon, some strange light red liquid appeared in the transparent syringe container, much like serum.

At this time, the divine power membrane was still normal, but the bowl of divine blood inside was visible to the naked eye and lost a trace of golden majesty, and the burning breath that had not dissipated before was quickly extinguished.

The refined prop information is now revealed in Xia Yan's eyes:

""Gourmet Cell·Red" (Legendary)."

"Explanation: The world of "Cateriot of Another World", the power of the pillar god 'red', His body is a red dragon, and the red dragon is the incarnation of evil, chaos and destruction in many fantasy planes."
Chapter completed!