After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Chapter 8
"So what? Isn't what I said the truth?"

"You are a piece of trash, you have no right to walk with Senior Brother Feng Ming at all.

If you still have a little self-knowledge, you should consciously withdraw from the sect of the poor ancestors, withdraw from the world of cultivating immortals, and return to your ordinary world to be a beggar. "

Yao Miao chewed for a while.

Yo, this sentence seems a bit familiar.

"you wanna die!"

The coercion around Feng Ming's body was shaken away, making the surroundings instantly silent.

Zhu Jiahui's heart skipped a beat.

His complexion was a little pale.

Yao Miao patted Fengming.

Feng Ming restrained his coercion.

He looked carefully at Zhu Jiahui's face, only to find that this face was a little familiar.

"Who are you, Zhu Zhu?"

Zhu Jiahui, whose forehead was dripping with cold sweat, was stunned.

I just feel that my previous remarks are like a punch to the cotton.

Even though he was depressed in his heart, his attention was attracted by the word "Zhu Zhu".

Zhu Jiahui seemed to have a big heart and was shocked by Feng Ming's coercion, but at this moment she had already forgotten about it, with her mouth curled up in disdain.

"Hmph, it's just a dead person, what qualifications do you have to have anything to do with me?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she suddenly paused as if she remembered something, and looked up and down Miao Miao.

"I heard that she was killed by you. Although I and that dead girl are deadly enemies, she is also from my Zhu family. So, do you dare to compete with me in the ring? If you win this life It's over, if you lose, you will kill yourself on the spot."

Yao Miao stretched out her hand and made a stop motion, "Hey, I don't dare to take the crime of homicide, I didn't kill her."

Although I instructed.

Zhu Jiahui snorted coldly, "Whether you killed her or not, I just want to ask you, do you dare to compete with me in the ring?"

"Do not."

Yao Miao firmly shook her head and rejected it.

It was so tiring to be in the ring, and she felt exhausted watching them fight below.

Zhu Jiahui frowned, and clenched her hands comfortably under the sleeves.

This damn girl won't be in the ring, how will she complete her mission?

The most important thing is that Feng Ming is still there.

She didn't dare to force it.

The coercion of Jin Danqi still made her feel scared.

"I didn't expect that the apprentice of the dignified and poor patriarch was actually a timid and fearful person."

The cold voice came, with an ethereal taste.

A white figure descended in front of Zhu Jiahui like a graceful moon fairy.

"Elder Sister!"

When the surrounding Hehuan Sect disciples saw the visitor, their eyes could not help showing admiration, and they held their hands in salute respectfully.

Miao Miao was a little curious, and after looking at it, she realized that this person was the one who came to the door with the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect four years ago.

But it was not introduced at the time, so, "Senior brother, who is this beauty?"

"The great disciple of the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect, Feng Ling, entered the early stage of Golden Core Stage ten years ago, and has not made any progress until now."

He is also a member of the Hehuan sect. Are all Hehuan sects such good-looking people?

As if knowing what little junior sister was thinking, Feng Ming added slowly, "I'm not as good-looking as I am."

So, little junior sister, don't stick your eyes to other people.

Although the voices of the two of them were not loud, none of the people present were ordinary people. Which one was not sharp-eyed?
Feng Ling's eyes darkened.

For her, the fact that her cultivation has not improved in the past ten years is her sore foot.

"My talent is relatively poor, and it's a fluke to be able to reach Jindan, unlike this little junior sister who was born with a single spiritual root of the thunder system."

"As far as I know, it has been seven years since Junior Sister started. In these seven years, Junior Sister's strength must have reached an unmatched level."

"I don't know if I was lucky enough to invite this junior sister to compete with me."

Yao Miao lazily yawned and waved her hand, "Unfortunately."

She acted so obviously that she didn't want to be in the ring, why both of them had to let her in.

Besides, no one in this world knows that she, Miao Miao, is a useless and talented good-for-nothing.

Let her go to the ring, which is obviously digging a hole for her.

She is not a fool, she just jumped into it in a daze.

Feng Ling didn't expect that she would end up in person, but this little girl didn't give her any face.

However, she is not helpless.

"If Junior Sister wins, I will give Junior Sister ten high-grade spirit stones."

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones."

Yao Miao stretched out a finger, her eyes lit up.

If there is enough reward, she can barely dance.

Feng Ming didn't intend to stop it at all.

The folding fan in his hand was shaking, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. How could that smile be malicious?

But right now, no one noticed him.

Feng Ling frowned, although she is the elder sister of the Hehuan Sect, but she only has twenty high-grade spirit stones every month.

This little girl got a hundred top-grade spirit stones as soon as she opened her mouth. Does this mean that she is being regarded as a fat sheep?

Heh, he was born as a beggar, and he was greedy.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Of course, if you lose, you have to take out a hundred top-grade spirit stones and admit in front of the six sects that you killed my cousin four years ago."

The crowd was in an uproar.

They had never heard that Fengling had a cousin.

The disciples of Hehuan Sect were even more at a loss.

"My cousin Zhu Zhu."

Zhu Jiahui was stunned.

Apparently she didn't know either.

Yao Miao raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, her baby-fat face showed two dimples, her bright white canine teeth were very cute.

"Senior sister, I don't know who Zhu Zhu you are talking about."

"It's just that the bet between us is a bit unfair."

"If you lose, you must not only give me a hundred top-grade spirit stones, but also apologize for slandering me and killing people in front of the six major sects."

Although the request made by the other party is unreasonable.

But Feng Ling agreed.

She didn't think she would lose.

She is at the golden core stage, and the other party is only a small level of Qi training.

She wanted to kill, like crushing an ant.

"Junior Sister Xie Miao, don't worry, to ensure fairness, I will suppress my cultivation to the level of Qi Refining."

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The news that Yao Miao was going to compete with Feng Ling, the elder sister of Hehuanzong, spread throughout the entire square like a whirlwind in just a moment.

Even the elders and suzerains of the various sects on the high platform have heard about this matter.

"Senior brother hid the person, but this person came out anyway."

Yan Han's tone was a bit cold, without the pretentious elegance before.

"The sword has no eyes in the arena, if something happens, don't blame senior brother."

This is bad, just say that I want to kill people.

The poor ancestor didn't even glance at her.

Taking a sip of wine for himself, he looked at the little girl with a soft look in his eyes.

Well, I'm in a good mood.

"Above the ring, it is true that swords have no eyes."

Yan Han frowned, and his right eyelid twitched uncontrollably.

There was an inexplicable bad premonition in my heart, and I always felt that the words of Patriarch Qiongji meant something.

Could it be that the little girl at the first level of refining Qi can turn the world upside down?

Yan Han sneered in her heart, she was afraid she was thinking too much.

(End of this chapter)