Co-renting Little Medical Fairy

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Jing Chengyang's face twitches. When are you still thinking about it? It's not fucking buying lottery tickets. It's a fight. There's no time for you to think about it.

Jing Chengyang said quickly, "brother Chu, as long as you help me catch the traitor, I can promise you a purple gold pill to help you break through the existing shackles and reach the later stage of the gold pill! Even, I can give you a top-grade spirit instrument. What do you think? "

A purple gold pill and a top-grade spirit weapon?

To tell the truth, this condition is enough to impress anyone, especially the top-grade spirit weapon, not to mention the middle stage of the golden elixir. Even the golden elixir will choose to do it without hesitation.

After all, the top-grade spirit weapon is a treasure, which can't be obtained by any friar.

But who is Chu Jingfeng?

That's even a fairy weapon, and there's more than one. Where can you see a top-grade spirit weapon?

Chu Jingfeng hesitated and said, "I can help you, but a purple gold pill is not enough. I want the pill of purple gold pill. As long as you give it to me, I'll do it immediately!"

Jing Chengyang's face changed and he wondered, "brother Chu, this purple gold pill is distributed from the sect. I only have one. How can there be a Dan square? You're a little difficult."

Chu Jingfeng shrugged: "then there's no way. I can't take anything that moves me. I can't take risks. You also said that Mo Shaoling has a fairy sword. If he uses a fairy sword in anger, even if I have ten lives, I can't accompany Chu Jingfeng. I can't draw it."

"Brother Chu, don't worry. He can't use the immortal sword at all in his current state. Moreover, it's only half a year since he stole the immortal sword. This time is not enough for him to refine the immortal sword. He can't exert his power at all!"

Jing Chengyang said.

Chu Jingfeng shook his head and said, "that's just your empty words. I don't know if it's true. What if he can use the fairy sword? I don't want to gamble my life. "

Jing Chengyang is a little angry. Chu Jingfeng has no choice but to say so. Can't he insult Chu Jingfeng for being timid and afraid of death? In this case, I'm afraid his situation will be more dangerous.

Jing Chengyang began to think about what he should do.

"Hum, no one can help you. I see what you can do?"

The mask monk snorted coldly and moved again.

His swordsmanship is very powerful. I'm afraid he can compete with jianyuanzi in terms of his swordsmanship. Of course, the mask friar can't be jianyuanzi's opponent. Jianyuanzi can kill the mask friar with only one finger.

The huge cultivation gap can't be made up by a sword skill.

At first, if jianyuanzi didn't want to kill Chu Jingfeng, Chu Jingfeng would have died in jianyuanzi's hand. Later, Chu Jingfeng used Yang Jian's divine power to block jianyuanzi in front of him.

But it was only limited to barely blocking. It was still easy for jianyuanzi to kill him.

If Qin Yuqing hadn't appeared in time, Chu Jingfeng would have been pierced by Jian Yuanzi.

Jing Chengyang was beaten by the masked Friar and almost had no strength to fight back.

For one thing, Jing Chengyang himself has been hurt. For another, Jing Chengyang and the mask friar are both sword practitioners, but they have been completely defeated by the mask friar in their sword skills. The mask Friar's sword skills are as tempered as a thousand times. How can Jing Chengyang be an opponent?

A few minutes later, Jing Chengyang added several new wounds to his body, and the ground was full of his blood.

Jing Chengyang is about to lose his support. He doesn't have any rules in his sword technique.

"Die!"

The masked monk suddenly whispered, and then his sword technique changed. He used a completely different sword technique and stabbed Jing Chengyang's Dantian rapidly.

"Boom ~"

The terrible psychic power was released crazily. It was Jing Chengyang's golden elixir that was stabbed and exploded, which dissipated the psychic power.

"Ah ~"

Jing Chengyang screamed in horror. He knelt down and looked at the masked monk in fear.

"You, you also secretly learned the forbidden sword technique of the sect! You, you want to bring disaster to the sect! "

Jing Chengyang looked at the mask monk and said reluctantly.

"Hum, it has nothing to do with you."

The mask friar said disdainfully. Then the long sword moved and directly crushed all the vitality in Jing Chengyang's body. Then he took the sword and stood.

Jing Chengyang stared, unwilling to fall down, and there was no more life.

Chu Jingfeng clapped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for months. I didn't expect your cultivation to be so fast and powerful."

The mask monk turned slowly, took off his mask and showed a handsome face. He was mo Shaoling who had met Chu Jingfeng before, and he was also the only person in Kunlun ruins that Chu Jingfeng was used to.

When Chu Jingfeng and Mo Shaoling met and became friends, Mo Shaoling only built a foundation and achieved great accomplishments. Unexpectedly, in the twinkling of an eye, he was already a friar of golden elixir and could kill the elders of the sect.

Mo Shaoling looked at Chu Jingfeng and said with a bitter smile, "how did you find me?"

Mo Shaoling knew that Chu Jingfeng already knew his identity in Baiyi mountain villa, so he said, "have we met somewhere?".

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, "feel, do you believe it?"

"Ha ha, believe it, why don't you believe it?"

Mo Shaoling laughed and said, "that's why I said we were destined to be friends."

Chu Jingfeng raised his hand, took Jing Chengyang's storage bag, opened it, found the purple gold pill, and then threw the storage bag to Mo Shaoling.

Mo Shaoling took the storage bag and muttered, "you're really welcome."

But he was not angry. He knew that Chu Jingfeng had just helped him. If Chu Jingfeng hadn't been procrastinating and giving him some room to ease, he wouldn't have been so easy to kill Jing Chengyang.

Although Chu Jingfeng didn't do it, he was already helping him by standing idly by. Otherwise, he knew that with Chu Jingfeng's strength, he was not an enemy of unity at all.

Chu Jingfeng said, "I'll accept the purple gold pill if it's useful."

"Do you need purple gold pill? I have another one here. "

As soon as Mo Shaoling wiped his pocket, a jade box appeared and handed it to Chu Jingfeng.

Chu Jingfeng was surprised. He didn't expect that Mo Shaoling was so generous and that Zijin pill was such a valuable thing that he said he would give it away.

Chu Jingfeng shook his head and said, "one purple gold pill is enough. It's useless to have more. Keep it yourself."

Mo Shaoling thought, but did not refuse, so he put it away.

Chu Jingfeng asked again, "where are you going next?"

Mo Shaoling thought for a moment, and his eyes showed his pure light. "I'm going to go back to Kunlun ruins. It's time to settle some grievances."

"With Shushan sword sect?"

Chu Jingfeng asked.

"Good."

Mo Shaoling looks at Chu Jingfeng. Unexpectedly, Chu Jingfeng never asks him why he betrayed Shushan sword sect, which makes Mo Shaoling very moved.

Chu Jingfeng said, "I'm going to Kunlun ruins soon. Why don't we go together?"