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boom!

With an uppercut, Murong Xianxian hit the cultivator's chin heavily. Amidst the terrifying sound of bone cracking, Murong Xianxian's figure pounced like a cheetah, and the figure flickered. With punches to the flesh, the poor guy was beaten back and forth like a sandbag, but he couldn't fall to the ground... Fortunately, the guy was already unconscious after being punched twice, which was greatly reduced. Pain perception, but this can't be exchanged for Murong Xianxian's sympathy, she even made a rhythm, just like making a handicraft.

After a while, her figure suddenly stopped, and the severely beaten monk fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, almost out of breath, and now the blood robe can only be seen clearly from its shape Wrapped in a human form, it is estimated that even if his mother came, she would not be able to recognize who this guy was.

At this time, although the two monks who were following the cultivator at the stage of cultivating gods had not weak cultivation bases, they were already stunned by Murong Xianxian's storm-like blow, and their whole bodies trembled like chaff, and they were able to stand there It has been shown that their willpower is very strong.

Murong Xianxian squinted at them together, knelt down and took off the monk's storage ring, and after searching with his spiritual sense, he showed a look of hesitation: "Poor ghost!"

Snapped!

Raising his hand was a slap, which made the guy open his mouth violently, and his big teeth jumped out in pairs. Fortunately, he didn't wake up, otherwise he would have passed out from anger.

Putting away the ring, Murong Xianxian was obviously still dissatisfied, she slapped him again, the monk was like a ghost, his whole body trembled violently, his eyes opened suddenly, and he let out a shrill cry, Squirt mouthfuls of blood... Obviously, even in a coma, this pain is unbearable.

Following his cry, a flying sword, a small blood-red streamer and a palm-like magic weapon fell out of him... but they were a few treasures that he sacrificed with his painstaking efforts.No wonder it's such a pain.

"You guys, do you still need me to do it?" Murong Xianxian picked up the few magic weapons, put them into the storage bracelets without looking at them, and then looked up at the two monks behind.

"Ah? You, don't bully people too much!" The two monks shuddered, and said sternly.

"I'm still bullying too much!"

Murong Xianxian's face turned cold: "Don't make me say it a third time, take it off!"

The two monks glared at Murong Xianxian, but when they saw the pile of bloody human figures on the ground, the courage they had just surged up disappeared in an instant, and they took off the ring in hatred, and threw it to Murong Xianxian.

"Thank you. I don't want your portable magic weapon. I will work hard to earn spirit stones in the future!" Murong Xianxian put away the spoils.He waved his hand and left very chicly.

Behind her, the fists of the two monks were clenched tightly, and their eyes were breathing fire.A bright red liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After Murong Xianxian's figure disappeared around the corner of the street, the two monks carried the monk who didn't know whether he was alive or dead and left immediately.The crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed, and occasionally someone saw the puddle of blood on the ground, no one felt sorry for it, only gloated: "Tsk tsk, that woman is really wild, maybe she is a self-cultivator, whoever does it is called A simple one!"

"what is this?"

Another monk said: "Just now she beheaded that Jia Laoliu of the Xuantian Union at the gate, even his body was burned to ashes. The attack is so hot, it is rare in my life!"

Obviously, this person had seen the scene at the entrance of the market town, and knew Murong Xianxian's 'ruthlessness' for a long time.

Murong Xianxian walked around the market town from beginning to end, but was disappointed to find out.Although the trade here is thriving, it doesn't have what she needs.After all, it is too close to the periphery of the chaotic city, so it is not surprising that there are no rare materials or items.

Shaking her head dejectedly, just as Murong Xianxian was about to leave the market town, a chubby young monk with a sense of joy came in front of her.

"Is this fellow Taoist going to Wujing?" The young man asked before Murong frowned, with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" Murong Xianxian frowned slightly when she saw that he was not as unpredictable as the few monks she met before entering the town.

"I'm a businessman, and I'm going to Wanghai City near Wujing. I don't know where you are going?" own destination, to show frankness.

Looking at Haicheng, Murong Xianxian remembered that there was indeed this place on the map, she didn't care where to go, but... Murong Xianxian smiled faintly: "Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"I am a businessman, and I bring a large amount of goods from the mainland to sell in the surrounding areas of Wujing. Wanghai City is one of the distribution centers for goods in this area. If there is no conflict with the place where fellow daoists go, I hope to get fellow daoists protection." The young man said with a smile.

"What price can you pay? Let me declare first that spirit stones won't impress me." Murong Xianxian's voice didn't fluctuate at all. There is no free beef meal in the world, but if she pays with spirit stones, she really doesn't have that interest.

Hearing that Murong Xianxian was not interested in spirit stones, the young man frowned a little. He hesitated for a moment, took out a black jade tripod, held it in his hand and said, "I bought this jade tripod from a monk who was seriously injured and dying. Yes, but I have studied it for a long time and found no difference. I believe that you came to Wujing to explore the secluded and strange, and I can use it as a reward, but the prerequisite is that I cannot promise whether it is worth the money." After speaking, he threw the black jade tripod to Murong Xianxian.

Um?

Murong Xianxian thinks it's interesting, whether something is valuable or not depends on whose hands it falls into. This young man dares to take something that he doesn't even need... or can't recognize its value as a reward , The courage is really unusually high.

She carefully inspected this black jade tripod...without a cover, it was about two inches high, and it was made of black jade. Imprisonment, it seems that there is something in it, but it can't be checked.

After checking for a long time, she didn't get any answers, but this thing really attracted her curiosity.

After pondering in his heart for a while, Murong Xianxian nodded, accepting the deal.

"Happy cooperation, my name is Ying Dongliu." Seeing that Murong Xianxian agreed, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"My last name is Murong..." Murong Xianxian said flatly.

"Fairy Murong, please come with me, my caravan is in the inn not far ahead." Ying Dongliu invited Murong Xianxian to the inn together, and Murong Xianxian went happily.

After Murong Xianxian and Ying Dongliu left, four monks at the condensing stage turned out from an alley next to a building. Everyone looked very capable, with a faint murderous look on their bodies, and their eyes were as cold as a sword.

"It's Fairy Qingluan, there's nothing wrong with it. I met her when I was in Luoxin City. I didn't expect her to come to the chaotic city. Her hard work paid off, and we hit her straight."

"Since the confirmation is correct, let's send a message to inform Master. It will be a while before she arrives in Wanghai City. We can't act recklessly and wait for Master to come over before making an assassination plan."

"Hmph! She and Master have a vendetta for destroying the family. She thought that the opportunity for revenge would be very difficult to come across. I didn't expect that she would come here alone. She is really self-inflicted and can't live!"

The four discussed it, leaving the three of them to take turns to monitor Murong Xianxian's movements, and the other immediately sent a message to the 'Master' they called.

Entering the inn, there are many monks sitting together in twos and threes in the hall, chatting without hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, if we go out to hunt baby carp this time, we should find a few more people who are good at escapism, lest that guy take advantage of his speed and sneak into the sea. If we delay, we won't be able to catch up with Master's birthday."

"It's easy for you to say, there are very few monks with quick movements, so it's not easy to find them."

"No matter how difficult it is, we must do it. Don't worry, my cousin who has cultivated to the mid-stage of god cultivation is also walking with us this time, and he is absolutely sure of his safety."

"That's great!"

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"Fellow daoists, thanks to all of you for breaking through the mid-stage of god refining this time, if you have anything to say in the future, Gu will definitely do his best!"

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"Hey, have you heard? Several large spiritual veins were found on Ruoyu Island. I heard that many monks rushed over."

"So what? They're all from large forces. Loose cultivators like us who want power but have no power, and who want strength but no strength, don't even think about it."

"Last month, the Xuantian Union and the Brotherhood clashed once. This time, because of these spiritual veins, there will most likely be a big fight, and I don't know how many people will die."

……

It is said that this kind of gathering place is the place with the most gossip news. Murong Xianxian has heard a lot of news in bits and pieces, but they are all about the movements of some forces and famous figures... Think about it, so what about the real secret news Could it be in a place like this?

"Hehe, this is the first time for Fairy Murong to come here. The news of this kind of place is flying all over the sky. Don't take it seriously, and don't take it untrue. Unless you see it with your own eyes, it is all false. But I suggest you wait until you look at the sea. It is much more convenient to join a large force." Ying Dongliu said with a smile.

"Doesn't joining forces mean you will be restricted?" Murong Xianxian frowned slightly.

"It's unrealistic to have no restraints at all. However, most of Wujing's strengths are relatively loose combinations of the same body. As long as they don't touch each other's bottom line, most monks are willing to join a certain force, and forces without certain strength are also I won't accept people..." Ying Dongliu introduced her enthusiastically.

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