I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

"you are lying!"

Zhong Miao did not give face to the young master of Tianjimen at all, and the powerful breath under him directly crushed it down.

Even if Liao Yan was inferior to Zhong Miao before, the difference between the two was not much.

Now Zhong Miao is already at the first level of concentration, and he is still only gathering infants. Even if he inspires the imprint on his body, it is only half-step concentration, and he is also not Zhong Miao's opponent.

Suppressed by Zhong Miao's aura, Liao Yan could only show a smile on his face.

Junior sister, listen to me, you have been away for the past two years, but a lot of things have happened in the door. "

Zhong Miao was not prepared to do anything to Liao Yan, and the momentum on his body was slowly withdrawn.

After Liao Yan couldn't feel the pressure, he smiled slightly: "Junior sister, do you still remember, Elder Qianling."

The time in the outside world is very different from time. Zhong Miao's cultivation base will naturally not forget the people and affairs of the sect. She nodded lightly.

Elder Qianling remembered that she had only met Elder Keqing of the sect once.

"Elder Qianling has entered the sea of ​​time several times. He not only brought back the information of the sea of ​​time to the sect, but also brought a lot of treasures to the sect."

When Liao Yan spoke, there was an item in his hand, and he said with a smile: "The item in my hand was also brought out by Elder Qianling from the sea of ​​time."

Liao Yan handed it to Zhong Miao!

Looking at the treasure in Liao Yan's hand, the breath was at most a magic weapon, so Zhong Miao didn't care and took it over.

After reaching his hands, Zhong Miao looked left and right, and then the power of the primordial spirit slowly approached.

Suddenly, there was a faint breath on the treasure in her hand.

Even a cultivator like Zhong Miao couldn't stop this aura, and in an instant, this aura entered her primordial spirit directly.

"Liao Yan!"

Zhong Miao was furious, knowing that he was tricked by Liao Yan.

However, Liao Yan at this time did reveal his true nature directly, with a smug smile on his face.

This treasure was bought at a great price.

Not to mention Zhong Miao, a cultivator who has just entered the Soul Concentration Realm, as long as he is a cultivator below the fifth stage of the Soul Concentration Realm, if he touches it at such a close distance, he will be invaded by this breath.

"Junior Sister Zhong, you'd better not get angry, this thing may make you lose your mind!"

As soon as Zhong Miao gave birth to a little breath, she immediately felt the change in her primordial spirit. This feeling made her quickly understand how evil it was.

This gas can directly affect her primordial spirit, not only that, but even her body is also affected by this thing.

Zhong Miao's body was hot, she knew very well what it meant.

"If you dare to touch me, I will kill you!"

Zhong Miao looked at Liao Yan coldly, this is the young master of Tianjimen, he hasn't seen him for two years, and he has even used this kind of indiscriminate method.

"Ha ha!"

Liao Yan laughed proudly, and said softly, "Did you forget, in the eyes of Zongmen, Junior Sister is already a dead person."

Zhong Miao has been in the sea of ​​time for two years, but Tianjimen will not think that she still has a chance to go out alive.

"Liao Yan, you are shameless!"

The more Zhong Miao wanted to suppress the effect of this thing on her body, the faster her body changed.

This kind of thing that can affect the cultivator of the gods, how can it be ordinary.

There was already a hint of charm in Zhong Miao's watery eyes, which was her involuntary reaction.

"Junior sister, do you know? I've been looking forward to your return for the past two years."

"Your physique, your aptitude, is really good!"

"It's so good that I'm very envious of my brother!"

"I didn't expect that in the sea of ​​time, you can still have such a big harvest. As long as the senior brother and you have double cultivation, your cultivation will be mine."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother will not kill you! Senior Brother will definitely treat you well!

Liao Yan stretched out his hand, ready to touch Zhong Miao's shatterable face, which was so beautiful.

Although in the eyes of a monk, a woman is a pink skeleton, a woman of Zhong Miao's rank is no longer a mortal.

It can even be said that it is a fairy, who has condensed the cultivator of the primordial spirit, with a lifespan of more than a thousand years, and the children born at this time all implicitly gather the blood of the gods.