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"It's really fucking unlucky, it's an evil one, why is the spirit stone gone. ”

The male disciple of the outer gate covered his nose, and his nose was bleeding nonstop, making him very embarrassed.

He has been in the business for so long, and he has never been so lucky as today, and the most speechless thing for him is that he still doesn't know where his spirit stone has gone.

Suspecting that female disciple earlier, it was impossible for him to think about it afterwards, the little junior sister had innocent eyes like a fawn, and people couldn't help but feel pity at first glance, how could it be that she did something.

"Senior brother, I don't care about this in advance, so I finished what the master told me first. It's already afternoon, so let's sell the pill quickly. ”

These outer disciples are all under the tutelage of Tan Yi Zhenjun, a steward of Guyue Sea.

Tan Yi Zhenjun was originally a disciple of Elder Yuefengyue, but because he knew some alchemy skills, he was sent to the outer gate by Elder Yue to be responsible for the refining of pills.

He relied on his master to be Elder Yue, and he knew how to make alchemy, and he had always regarded himself very highly as a group of stewards in the outer gate, and the disciples taught by his subordinates also seemed to have enough temper for him, and they were all very unpopular.

According to the rules of the outer gate, the steward is not allowed to use his power to seek personal gain, let alone sell pills in private.

But Tan Yizhenjun was greedy for small profits, and he thought that the sect was not enough, so he had been secretly letting his disciples sell pills in the monthly market in his personal name.

This male disciple of the outer sect has always been very loved by Tan Yi Zhenjun because he has some kinship with Tan Yi Zhenjun, and he has also helped Tan Yi Zhenjun sell pills many times in private.

This time, Tan Yi Zhenjun asked him to make a move with a seventh-order continuation pill.

This kind of elixir can be used in the case of a person who is seriously injured and the tendons and veins are broken, and it can quickly repair the broken veins, which is a good medicine that can not be found, and one will cost twenty low-grade spirit stones.

Although the outer disciple had his nose shattered, the thought that his elixir was still there, it could be regarded as a blessing of misfortune.

He cleaned up his mood and started selling medicine as soon as he stopped on the street.

Since he helped Tan Yizhenjun sell medicine not once or twice, although the price was not cheap, but the effect of the medicine was good, so there were some old customers, and it didn't take long for many disciples from the inner and even outer doors to come to sell the medicine, a bottle of twelve pills, and ten were soon sold.

His storage bag, which had been empty earlier, was soon filled with more than two hundred spirit stones.

Just as the last two Continuation Pulse Pills were about to be shot, suddenly two or three disciples hurriedly walked over, and those two were supporting a disciple.

The man's face was pale, he had difficulty breathing, and he looked badly injured.

"I heard that there is a continuation of the pulse pill here, my junior brother has just practiced, and he accidentally practiced the qi, and the tendons and veins were broken, which is very dangerous. I want one. ”

One of them heard that someone nearby was going out of the formalities pill, so he hurriedly did it, intending to stop the injury and send him to the doctor.

Seeing that someone wanted to use the pill to save his life, the person who wanted to buy the remaining two pills automatically retreated.

When the outer disciple saw it, his eyes rolled.

"This senior brother, I have the Continuation Pulse Pill, but I need forty spirit stones each. ”

He lost more than a hundred spirit stones for no reason today, and when he saw that these people were asking for pills to save their lives, he was greedy and planned to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

When the disciples who bought Dan heard this, they were angry.

But looking at the junior brother again, he was already fierce and unlucky, so he could only grit his teeth, gather the spirit stones, buy the pill, and feed it to the seriously injured disciple.

Not long after taking the pill, the injured disciple suddenly roared, his limbs twitched, his mouth foamed at the mouth, and his body rolled on the ground like a sheep having an epileptic attack.

"Bastard, what kind of elixir did you give my junior brother?"

Seeing this, the Mai Dan disciples had red eyes and grabbed the outer disciples.

Not only those few people, but also those who had bought the pill earlier, all of them surrounded them.

How can this be reasonable, what do you say about the Continuation Pulse Pill, this is simply poison.

It's a good thing that I haven't eaten it yet, and I really want to eat it, but I'm afraid that I will end up with the disciple who broke the pulse.

"Division...... Senior brother, everyone has something to say...... Say...... I sell real medicines, and these are my masters...... Tan Yi Zhenjun refined the continuation of the pill. ”

Those disciples of Tan Yi Zhenjun wanted to flee when they saw that the situation was not good.

At this time, I don't know who was shouting in a thick voice next to me.

"Don't let go of these few people who sell fake medicines, they can pit others today, and they will pit everyone tomorrow. Kill them, kill these scum and lackeys who sell fake medicines. ”

The sound was like adding a handful of wood to the burning anger of the people.

The crowd couldn't help but say something, and rushed forward, and countless fists fell from the sky like hailstones.

Those outer disciples didn't have time to escape, so they were pressed to the ground by everyone, punches and kicks, and their voices calling for help became weaker and weaker.

"Senior brother, junior brother, are you okay?"

The disciples who bought the "Fake Pill" were heartbroken when they helped the person with the broken pulse.

At that moment, a hand reached out.

"What people!"

A few people only felt a faint aroma coming to their nostrils, and a slim and beautiful girl was squatting down to check the injuries of the Broken Pulse disciple.

The girl wore a light blue practice uniform, with a token hanging around her waist, her eyes were like a crescent moon, her lips were red and her teeth were white, like a cool breeze in summer, which made people feel very comfortable when they looked at it.

The maiden did not answer.

I saw that her green fingers accurately fell on her junior brother's body.

The junior disciple, who was foaming at the mouth earlier, immediately relaxed.

Ye Lingyue massaged several acupoints in his limbs again, and sent part of the white Ding Qi into the tendons and veins of the broken vein disciples, repairing the tendons and veins that he had broken due to his madness, one by one.

The face of the disciple with the broken vein also recovered a little blood, and his breath calmed down a lot.

"A few senior brothers, this little senior brother should be fine, you can find a stretcher, move him carefully, send him to the nearest pharmacist, and take some elixirs to nourish tendons and protect veins. The pills don't need to be too good, just some three or four pills. ”

Ye Lingyue ignored the stunned eyes of the outer disciples, and after saluting, she left abruptly.

This junior sister is so beautiful.

It took a long time for those outer disciples to come back to their senses.

The man who had bought the pill earlier turned red and slapped his head suddenly.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and do it. ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize, they hurriedly made a temporary stretcher, and ran to the nearest medicine house in a hurry.

As for the disciples of Tan Yi Zhenjun, they were lying on the sidelines, moaning for a long time and no one paid attention.

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