The Mighty Female Immortal

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"Yue Jing, don't you know that Qing Huozong and Dongfang Shenji Zong have been destroyed?"

"What do you say?" Yue Jing's body was shocked and his voice improved by one step.

Xu Ziyan looked at Yue Jing with a faint look. In his eyes, he said with sarcasm: "This news should have been passed to the refining city yesterday. You can check it out."

"You are nonsense!" Yue Jing's tone is a bit stunned.

When I heard Yue Jing’s voice suddenly increased, the face appeared at the same time, and the music corridor and Yue Tianguan were not so good. I quickly got up and came to Yue Jing’s face, saying that:

"Yue Jing, whisper, don't disturb the ink predecessors. What happened?"

"She...she said...the **** machine and the green fire have been destroyed!" Yue Jing said with a sigh.

"What?" The voice of Yue Tianguan and the chorus of the chorus rose all of a sudden, screaming at Yue Jing, and then turned to look at Xu Ziyan. Half-sounding, the cloister said with a bite:

"Xu Ziyan, what you said is true?"

"Who are you?" Xu Ziyan said coldly.

"The music gallery!"

Xu Ziyan’s gaze is a condensation, saying: “Are you the shameless music gallery of God Machine?”

The face of the cloister was a stiff, sullenly yelling: "Xu Ziyan, now I am asking you, honestly answering my question."

Xu Ziyan’s eyes were also cold. When he just wanted to talk, he saw the door that had been closed and opened, and two people came out of it. It was two middle-aged women, and the middle-aged woman in the first place had a sword in her hand. Coldly shouted:

“Who is loud here?”

Xu Ziyan, the cloister of the song and other people's face is a stagnation, and they instantly remembered the place where the ink was left. I glanced at each other and hurriedly apologized to the ink. Xu Ziyan is no exception. Xu Ziyan was even more surprised. She did not think that the ink would be a female repair.

The ink glanced at them coldly and said to the female disciple in front of the door:

"Return the Lingshi to them and let them go."

The words fall. The ink is not looking at this side, turning the head and handing the sword that was refining in the hand to a monk who has already gone forward. The monk was delighted to take the sword from the hand of the ink, and then turned to the side to enjoy the gift of the treasure in his hand.

Ink went away and walked toward the house. Yue Jing, Yue Tianguan and Qu Huilang saw the women in front of the door and took the drawings out, and told them to take out the storage ring. Lingshi returned it to them. Three people can be anxious. Hurry up the first two steps. However, I saw that the woman who had been with the ink, that is, after leaving the body, snorted, and a pressure was released from her body. In a moment, three people, including Yue Jing, were crushed and swayed, and the forehead was left like a stream. Sweat.

Ink looked back and looked impatient. He looked at his disciple and whispered:

"Moon. Hurry and send them away."

The middle-aged female sullen face after the ink is away from the body will be imposing, and the body of Yue Jing and other three people will be shaken. When I saw the ink, I went back to the room and hurriedly prayed:

"Ink predecessors, the younger generation is wrong. The younger generation apologizes, please forgive the seniors!"

Ink stopped and walked back, glanced back at the cloister, and glanced at his disciple. The disciple of the disciple who was called the month was a little confused. He hurried forward and put the drawings in his hands into the hands of three people, such as the cloister, and then screamed coldly:

"Storage ring!"

"This..." Three people, such as the cloister, looked at the ink with a pleading look.

"Hurry up!" The moon snorted.

"Also please seniors!" Yue Jing. Yue Tianguan and the music cloister three again pleaded.

Months and eyes sighed: "This time you have been able to get through. Next time, no one can yell here?"

Three people, look at me, I look at you, and finally helplessly take out the storage ring and let the moon return the stone to them. After taking the drawings, I remembered it. All of this is thanks to the purple smoke, and one by one is screaming at Xu Ziyan.

Xu Ziyan is happy in his heart. If these three people have a Chinese treasure, they will deal with them in the future, and maybe even a lot of things. Now they are rejected by the ink, but it is the meaning of the purple smoke. When I saw that the ink was leaving and turned around, I was going back to the room. Xu Ziyan hurried forward and stepped on the hand to pray:

"Ink seniors..."

The ink looked back at Xu Ziyan, and his brow wrinkled slightly. He quickly ignored Xu Ziyan and slammed coldly:

"Moon, why not return her drawings and Lingshi to her?"

The moon stunned Xu Ziyan and hurriedly explained: "Master, she wants to ask Master to refine two sets of original embryos. The disciples have refused, but she is still here."

The brow that was away from the ink wrinkled again, and the impatience in the eyes was even worse. He licked his sleeve and said:

"let her go!"

When Xu Ziyan saw that one of the feet that had been separated from the ink had already entered the door, knowing that he could not wait any longer, he said to the ink and said:

"Ink seniors, the younger generation is willing to use Yanshou Dan to refine two sets of columns for me."

The ink is now one foot away from the door, and it is a stiff feeling, and there is a door outside the door. The vibration in my heart made her somewhat dysfunctional. Don't look at the ink, the appearance from this time is only about 50 years old, in fact, her age is already over 800 years old.

The repair has been stuck in the late 300 years of Yuan Ying, and the life of a Yuan Ying period is only a thousand years. Seeing that her life is not much left, she always hopes that she can understand the Tao, break through the last barrier of the Yuan Ying period, and reach the stage of the gods, so that she can live for thousands of years.

However, where is the breakthrough of the gods? There have been no breakthroughs for more than three hundred years, and now there are only a hundred years left, which makes the heart of the ink more and more anxious. The more anxious, the more unsteady the state of mind, the unsteady state of mind, making her more difficult to break through.

She did not think about Yanshou Dan, but also asked around. However, there will be no more than five grains in Yanshoudan in the past 100 years, and some of the big forces have found 36 herbs in their own right. Please ask the refining system of the seven-in-one alchemy of the alchemy city, and it will not flow out at all. That is, there is no way to do it.

Now I suddenly heard Xu Ziyan say that she is willing to use Yanshou Dan to ask her to refine her column. The shock is completely unbelievable. Suddenly staring back at Xu Ziyan, his lips linger for a long time, said:

"What are you talking about?"

Xu Ziyan nodded and continued to say to the ink, "The ink predecessor, this thing hopes that only you and me know, I don't want the third person to know."

At this time, the ink was also reacted, and the strong excitement in the center of the cymbal, whispered to the middle-aged female practitioner around me;

"Micro sister, you are guarding outside, don't let anyone bother, I want to talk to this...small friend."

When the words fell, they even asked Xu Ziyan to ask: "Little friends, please!"

"Predecessors please!"

Xu Ziyan was in the jaw of everyone, and as the ink went into the room. The door of the room was slowly closed, and the middle-aged female practitioner stood at the door, staring coldly at three people, including Yue Jing, screaming coldly;

"Not yet!"

Yue Jing and other three people looked at each other and looked at the door with grievances. They wanted to rush in and give Xu Ziyan a thousand knives. However, their eyes were misunderstood by the female practitioner who stood at the door. They thought that they were screaming at themselves in grievances, and they snorted and swayed. After a gust of wind, Yue Jing, Yue Tianguan and Qu Huilang flew up and flew up to the outside of Mofu, and fell heavily on the ground.

The three men climbed up from the ground, and just wanted to open a few words, and they saw the old man who was sitting in the door with his eyes closed and opened his eyes and glanced at the three of them. The three people immediately felt a cold infiltration from head to toe. I hurriedly closed my mouth and ran towards the distance. After leaving the ink house far away, Yue Jing screamed with sorrow:

"Xu Ziyan, I will kill you!"

The look of the cloister is also very resentful, but as a disciple of the Emperor of the Eastern Gods, the mood is indeed much higher than that of Yuejing. I took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in my heart. Looking at the direction of the ink, that is, from the direction of the house, half a ring said:

"Now we have to go to ask Gongziye to refine our treasures."

Yue Tianguan on the side was frowning there, as if he had not heard the music corridor. When he saw that they did not speak, he said with a hand:

"Two, since you don't want to go to the public, you will leave."

Yue Tianguan suddenly woke up from his meditation and said with anxiety: "The song brother, you said that the purple smoke said is true? Will our two sects really have an accident?"

The song porch heard the words, but also remembered the things just now, the face was also gloomy. Aside Yue Jing suddenly heard a heart:

"Xu Ziyan said that the news of this matter has been passed to the refining city last night. As long as we inquire about it, we should know the true and false!"

"Good! Let's go to the wind hall, where we sell all kinds of news! Hey, if you let us know that Xu Ziyan is cheating on me, I will never let her go!" Qu Hui said with a grin.

"Whether she has lied to us, we will not let her go!" Yue Jing more gnashing his teeth, three people beckoned to call a monster car, and went to the wind hall.

Ink.

Xu Ziyan entered the room with the ink. The entrance is a living room, and there is a door behind the living room that is the place where the ink is the refining treasure. The two people sat opposite each other, and the ink was poured out of a cup of tea for the purple smoke, and then asked softly:

"Little friend, what you said just now is true?"

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