The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 2544 It Was You Back then
Poison Eye didn't care about Liu Qingqing, who was leisurely and ridiculed over there, and looked at Zhou You with murderous intent in his eyes.

But when the bandit leader's gaze traveled around and landed on the Fen Tian Sword, he couldn't help being stunned.

Over there, Liu Qingqing also seemed to have thought of something suddenly, her eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly reminded Zhou You loudly:
"Beware of him using poison."

Although Zhou You, who was poisoned by the red thread Gu poison, was a genius doctor, he didn't dare to be careless about poison and the like.

Even with the Fentian sword in his hand at this time, he still condensed the power of the night soul as a shield, invisible but tangible to protect his whole body.

"Unexpectedly..."

However, after the poisonous eye moved slightly, there was no follow-up action, he just glanced at Liu Qingqing cautiously, and then whispered to Zhou You: "I..."

However, before he finished speaking, Liu Qingqing, who was supposed to be hiding outside the battlefield and watched coldly, seemed to be possessed by something. Her eyes were full of coldness, and she was holding a dagger in her hand. eye heart mouth.

"You... are... Yue..."

His eyes fell on the poisonous eyes on the Burning Heaven Sword in Zhou You's hand, and before he could finish his sentence, Liu Qingqing's dagger pierced his heart.

On the other side of the Nine Layers Peak:

Amid Yue Xie's wanton laughter, the suzerain said in a gentle tone: "If this news is really released, it is guaranteed that most of the celestial demon forces outside the territory will squeeze in to see if their heads are sharpened. The other half who doesn't come is like a heavenly demon from outside the territory..."

Perhaps the old soul's attitude was too peaceful, and the words she said were no longer what Jian Mu expected, so that the smile on her lips disappeared, and fear appeared in her eyes:

"What do you want to say?"

The suzerain on the throne of Ling Xiao took two sips of the teacup handed over by Tong Xin, then used the light fragrance of the tea to cover up the bloody taste in his mouth, and then continued: "Since you know that those who have sharpened their heads can't squeeze them Come in, so what else do I have to worry about?"

Her determined attitude made Jian Mu finally realize: "You're kidding me!"

"I dare not, I just feel sorry."

The suzerain put down the teacup in his hand, and signaled Tong Xin to pour a cup of tea for the guests.

He clearly knew that he shouldn't follow up with the question, but Jian Mu still couldn't help it, and frowned, "What's the pity?"

It seems that when she meets this person, she will always be like this, and she can't help but be led by the nose, obviously she was the one who took the initiative in the first place!
Don't ask... Jian Mu gritted his teeth, looked at the three-inch red line in his hand, and suddenly felt relieved. The other party was no longer the high-ranking Taoist of longevity, but half of his soul was almost broken by her...

"you……"

Before Yue Xie over there finished groping in his heart, although Tong Xin had a dark face, he poured her a cup of tea very obediently to the suzerain.

Regarding the perfunctory behavior of putting the tea on the bluestone table and slamming down the word "drinking tea" coldly, Yue Xie was not angry at all.

Because at this time, her eyes were fixed on the suzerain.

Yue Xie's scrutiny with the coldness of ten thousand years of ice wrapped in the depth, but to the suzerain, he just tilted his head slightly, and answered a sentence with a half-smile:
"Me? I just feel a little regretful."

Without explaining why it was a pity, the suzerain stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup after leaving the words behind.

The old soul who drank tea slowly, didn't mind Yue Xie's eyes that wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood raw.

The more indifferent the suzerain over there, the more irritable Yue Xie was on the contrary. She frowned slightly, because the suzerain's almost deliberately tricky words made her feel a little uneasy:

"Regret? What do you have to regret?!"

The so-called abnormality must be a demon, so when did your Penglai suzerain regret it?

These words fell into Yue Xie's ears, and at the same time that she was so irritable that she wanted to swear, she also felt the pitfalls that hit her face.

Back then, the other party also had the same attitude, and sealed her in the big pit of the illusion with a light word. After climbing for a thousand years, she was only able to control Zhou You's ability to avoid the manipulation of the illusion.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Thinking of this, Yue Xie's hatred for the old soul became stronger in her heart, and at the same time, her sense of vigilance became deeper.

Because she really couldn't figure it out, was it a pity that she was in such a situation?

sorry for what?
Can't die fast enough?

Although he was ready to retort with the third-order words in his heart, when Yuexie saw the suzerain who put down the teacup, he even smiled at the corner of his mouth.

But without waiting for her to think too much, the suzerain over there had already spoken, and her voice was still like the wind passing through the forest and water passing through the stone, saying:
"It's a pity that this happened too suddenly, otherwise I really want to use the 21st century method of publishing news and collecting tickets to earn some of your magic cores."

This should have been a bit of a joke, but when the suzerain said it with a smile, it was quite serious: "Unfortunately, the only ones who can feast their eyes now are you and me who are in the illusion. It's a bit reckless."

Are you the devil? !

Yue Xie took a few deep breaths before suppressing the fury in her heart, and said sharply:
"Damn!"

But she, who said the word damn, seemed to be afraid of something, and didn't act immediately.

You must know that the magic core of the extraterrestrial demon is equivalent to the soul of the monk. The broken dantian can be repaired like Ye Qiu, the broken meridians can be reorganized, and even the body can be taken away and replaced, but whether it is the demon core of the extraterritorial demon or the monk's Soul, that is something more important than life.

However, the suzerain is so lightly comparing them to "tickets" for the magic core that is so important that it cannot be copied at all.

"cough!"

Not only did Yue Xie's face change drastically, even the gray figure of the owner of the Nine Layers Peak Courtyard next to him couldn't help turning his head to look at the suzerain, and silently lit a wax in his heart for his rival Jian Mu who had been rivalry for thousands of years.

But I don't know why I suddenly want to laugh?

The gray shadow man suppressed, and then turned the throat-breaking laughter into a dry cough.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard that was supposed to be full of murderous aura and spreading blood was stunned by the suzerain's three or five words of ridicule, which turned the chilling into a bantering suppression.

It is obvious that the current suzerain only has a half-soul body left, borrowing someone else's shell, and has become a living dead who can't even stand up, but Yue Xie is forced to be suppressed by the word "magic core", and dare not Do it easily.

The murderous intent from the extraterrestrial demons dissipated without a trace, and even under Yue Xie's cannibalistic gaze, the suzerain added lightly:
"It's a pity that the Tu village you concealed so well back then, if Zhou You found out in the illusion, I'm afraid the identity of Jian Mu..."

After the word "Tucun" in Guhun's mouth, Qing'er who was possessed by the moon evil seemed to be...

(End of this chapter)