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Chapter 204 The man with the puppy

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    "Haha, you two are here so soon? I thought you would hold on for a while longer." A monk at the fourth level of Xuandan immediately recognized Jia Lingwei and Changsun Yan and said with a laugh.  He was at the first bluestone gate in front of the canyon.

    Hearing this, Jia Lingwei's heart sank completely. She finally understood why these people took away their cultivation resources and then let them go.  It turns out that people had known for a long time that they would come again.

    "Haha, okay, okay" The monk at the fourth level of Xuandan continued to laugh, and after saying hello several times, he said, "Come to my side, I promise to let you pass, and I won't take your money."  Spiritual stone, I guess you don¡¯t have any spiritual stone anymore.¡±

    "He Zhijiang, since you want the big one, give the small one to us." Another person at the bluestone door also spoke.

    Jia Lingwei's expression changed. She knew what these people meant.  She had no interface. In addition to the ten of them, there were already twenty or thirty people gathered here.  If she really can't do anything good in the end, she can only die from her own body.

    "Everyone, I am Cheng Yixiao from the Wu Nian Sect. Please consider that we are all monks from the Yixing Continent. Let us borrow it. A mere gift is not a sign of respect." The fifth-level Xuan Dan with the highest cultivation level in the team  The monk took out a storage bag that had been prepared and sent it up.

    "Wu Nian Sect? Is Wu Nian Sect great? I was also a member of Wu Nian Sect hundreds of years ago. It's useless." The fourth-level Xuandan monk named He Zhijiang said disdainfully. He didn't even take one.  Xiao's storage bag, his eyes were just staring at Jia Lingwei fieryly.

    "Senior, are you from the Wu Nian Sect?" Cheng Yixiao said in surprise.

    He Zhijiang vomited and said, "I said it was hundreds of years ago. Who is the Wu Nian Sect now is none of my business? Your surname is Cheng, so it must have something to do with Cheng Yishui."

    When Cheng Yixiao heard this, his heart sank. He retracted his respectful smile and said in a tone that was neither arrogant nor humble, "That's my father."

    After He Zhijiang heard this, he said even more disdainfully, "That old and crooked man, at such an old age, still has a little guy like you. It shows that he has fallen in love with a lot of young women."

    "You are looking for death" Cheng Yixiao could not bear such words, and at the same time he had already used his magic weapon.  However, he calmed down after the magic weapon was sacrificed. Even if he could defeat this fourth-level Xuandan, how many people were there?  There are seven or eight people with higher cultivation than him.  He is probably the only Xuandan monk on his side who can really take action.  Although there are a few Xuandan monks nearby, they will definitely not take action.

    "Why don't you take action?" He Zhijiang mocked Cheng Yixiao again, and then said coldly, "The ten people who came here all took out their storage rings and let us check them."

    "Senior, wasn't it enough for everyone to pay 200,000 spiritual stones before?" This is the second time Jia Lingwei has come here, and she is more familiar with the rules here.  Two hundred thousand spiritual stones is still not a small amount for an ordinary Xuanye monk.

    "That happened a few months ago, but it has been changed now, and this guy pissed me off." He Zhijiang pointed at Cheng Yixiao's nose and snorted.

    After he finished humming, he pointed at Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, take the rag off her face and come here."

    "He Zhijiang, I want this woman." An unhurried voice said lightly.  The person who spoke was a monk in brown clothes at the entrance of the eighth bluestone gate. He was already at the eighth level of Xuandan.

    He Zhijiang heard this voice and quickly bowed and said, "Yes, since Brother Rong wants this woman, it is her blessing."

    After saying that, he glared at Nalan Ruxue and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go to Brother Rong's place, do you want me to take action?"

    Nalan Ruxue shuddered, and then she realized that her previous thoughts were too naive.

    At this moment, a third-level Xuandan monk at the fourth bluestone door pointed at a woman behind Nalan Ruxue and said, "Come over that woman, I want it."

    Standing behind Nalan Ruxue was a female cultivator of the third level of Xuan Liquid. Before she could react when she heard this, Jia Lingwei's expression changed and she quickly sent a message, "Junior Sister Shasha, run away quickly"  "

    Although she said this, Jia Lingwei knew in her heart that even if Junior Sister Shasha ran away immediately, she wouldn't be able to get far.

    The Xuandan monk who asked for Salsa suddenly looked at He Zhijiang and said, "Brother He, this woman doesn't know what is good or bad, and she dares to transmit the message. After you have finished enjoying it, give it to our fellow apprentices here as well."  "

    Jia Lingwei's face immediately turned extremely pale. How could she not know the meaning of these words?When she was insulted by Lu Mingzhong, the female cultivator named Shasha had long wanted to commit suicide. But at this time, the restraints on her body were removed by a robe. She suddenly lost the courage to commit suicide and hurriedly wrapped herself in the robe from the side.  Rushed out.

    No one stopped her, everyone focused on the person who just fell from the sky.  This was just a thin and ordinary middle-aged man. On this man's shoulders stood a puppy that was only the size of two fists.

    None of the monks blocking the road at Qingshi Gate knew this person, but all the monks who wanted to pass through the canyon knew this person.  This is the Yuan-building monk named Hang Jiao Jiaogun on the ship. At this time, his cultivation does not seem to be that of Zhuyuan.

    Whether he is Zhuyuan or not, a person who can kill a third-level Xuandan monk with one shot is definitely not a simple person.

    "Pap, tap" Lu Ming's body was nailed to the rock, still bleeding.  Apart from this, there was no other sound, and the sound of this drop of blood accentuated the silence here.

    (The third update is here. It¡¯s the last day. Do you have a monthly ticket for Lao Wu! We¡¯ll stop here today and continue tomorrow.)

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