Qin Yu actually has his own way, but since the Fifth Dao Ling has already done it, let's go with his way.

It seems that it can also be.

"Thank you, brother. Qin Yu sincerely thanked him.

Fifth, Dao Ling is noncommittal.

At this time...Fang Yourong and the others were on the side, there was a loud bang.

Everyone looked sideways in unison, and even the people from the City Lord's Mansion of Yaoyang City probed their brains, where is it?

"The Transformation Period. Yuejin Huai said lightly.

Nangong Zhiyun's face changed slightly, "There is another person who attacked Wuque in the Transformation Period?"

It wasn't her who said it, it was the other monks.

Their expressions were very strange - forget it, it's only been a few days, and Wuque's group of people have encountered so many transformation stages one after another.

"Although this is not a good thing, I always feel that people have this value to make some forces so crazy, but it seems that we are insignificant. Although Jian Shaoxiu complained, it was sour.

"It's better to be insignificant than to be annihilated. ”

There are also malicious expectations.

But their expectations were dashed.

Streamer shuttle ahead.

Brush a large piece down.

Fang Yourong came back with Wuque's disciples, compared to the disgraced faces of the other kingdom sects, Wuque's group was much more embarrassed, but they were able to survive the attack of the Transformation Stage, which was the greatest dignity.

What's more...the fifth sword feather is not there!

How did Fang Yourong survive with these people!!

Everyone was incredulous, and even thought that Fang Yourong had been hiding his strength before.

Could it be that she has the power to independently resist the Transformation God Period?

Everyone was uneasy, and Nangong Zhiyun was frightened at the same time, but at the same time, he inadvertently glanced at Yuejin Huaiyun's eyes.

She paused and turned her face.

The mind is slightly subtle.

Under the suspicious gaze of everyone, Fang Yourong looked indifferent, and stretched out his hand in front of Qin Yu in a slightly tired state where his internal strength was exhausted.

I didn't say much about the rest, I didn't even ask, and I directly showed what I was doing.

"Take it. ”

Qin Yu: "Senior sister, are you...?"

"The sect gave two, and it looks like you need it very much. ”

Fang Yourong's posture was cold, his tone was calm, not generous or mean, but he was very aura.

Qin Yu saw it and smiled.

stretched out his hand, but didn't hold the small order, only his finger tapped on Fang Yourong's wrist and nudged it back.

"I think I need a good senior sister like Senior Sister Fang even more. ”

Fang Yourong has always been very unaccustomed to this junior sister's tender appearance, she would rather her be like Yun Chuxiu's yin and yang weirdness to trouble her, rather than be very tired of using her hands and feet like this.

She froze at a moment's notice, and tried to withdraw her hand silently.

"Senior sister said with a smile, it is you who is protected by the fifth senior brother. ”

However, Qin Yu withdrew first, deliberately reserved and elegant.

"Yes, but the fifth senior brother said that it was Senior Sister Fang, and you had to ask him to protect me. ”

This smile is touching, and there is always a bit of a sense of banter.

When did she say that? But she did say that he didn't have to go over, and that he didn't have to worry about attracting people's eyes.

If this Qingqiu junior sister has to understand it like this...

She couldn't seem to explain it.

Fang Yourong glanced at the fifth sword feather on the side, rolled up his sleeves, and said lightly, "That's probably because I don't like collecting corpses like Senior Sister Xie." ”

Xie Shuling, who innocently lay down the gun, and Qin Yu, the party concerned: "..."

So that's why she likes to tease Senior Sister Fang.

A serious person with a black belly is particularly energetic!

Stimulate!

The people of Wuque Men talked and laughed for the rest of their lives after the disaster.

The rest of the people's attention was on the small order in Fang Yourong's hand.

"That was the murder order just now?" Min Hualou asked the middle-aged man beside him.

"Yes, I didn't expect Wuque to be so generous, but it's understandable. ”

The murder order is equivalent to the best in the medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it is a one-time special magic weapon, which can form a self-protection magic weapon that disintegrates the opponent's attack according to a certain strength of spiritual power input, a huge treasure.

No one can do it, so it can only be purchased, so it is a non-renewable resource, obviously for the two disciples to protect themselves, but the fifth sword Ling was given to Fang Yourong, and now Fang Yourong has given it to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu didn't ask for it.

Fang Yourong didn't push around like a peasant woman in the mountains, and when he saw that Qin Yu didn't want it, he directly received the murder order.

His eyes swept over the auction room, and his eyes were very deep.

It just so happened that the great master of the City Lord's Mansion had returned.

After staying above the ruins of the auction hall for a while, he glanced at the many geniuses present, probably because the gap in the cultivation realm was too big, and the other party would not come down to entertain them, and turned into a streamer and flew back to the City Lord's Mansion.

But Qin Yu pondered..., this person just seemed to glance at them Wuque.

My eyes are a little cold.

——————

At night, very deep.

Although there was an order to solve the murder, Qin Yu knew that this token was definitely useless in the early stage as soon as he saw the state of Xie Shuling and these people.

It's a big fight.

These people consume a lot.

As for whether it will be useful in the later stage, Qin Yu doesn't know, anyway, as soon as he returns to the inn, everyone will wash and take pills to replenish their vitality.

The same is true for Qinyu.

After swallowing the pill, the spiritual power of qi and blood increased rapidly, Qin Yu who came out of the bath tore off the tulle robe on the screen, put it on, sat cross-legged on the futon, Jiaojiao had already lit the fragrance of flowers and fruits, nested in Qin Yu's arms, bathed in incense for one person and one cat, and began with a very pious attitude and mentality....

- Isn't it just a corpse to loot treasures, so fresh and refined?

The golden wall complains about MAX.

A man and a cat ignore him, obsessed with calculating money and can't extricate themselves, where does the property come from?

Huang Wei!

Do you think Qin Yu killed someone casually?

Huang Wei is the leader, and the auction treasures of Yun Fei Pavilion this time are basically in his hands, and the items are in order, but unfortunately, the blood dragon that Qin Yu got from him before he reached the middle of the game, so the treasures are in his hands.

Now, it is in the hands of Qin Yu.

"Wow, there are still 50 Fair Fruits here!"

"Rootless water, Poria cocos, Lingshuang licorice!

"A lot of spirit fruits! Yuyu, I want to eat, this and that, and that! Just eat one each! Woo, two okay..."

Qin Yu is both an alchemist and a refiner, and she can also refine the array, her profession is comprehensive, and the materials required are also comprehensive, almost all the materials in this Huang Wei's treasure bag are useful to her.

Calculate the price casually, and it is worth at least four or five million medium-grade spirit stones.

Not to mention the last box ...

"Damn, three spirit pills!

"Yuyu, Lingmaru!"

Qin Yu was also stunned, three spirit pills, so many?

This is not a fortune, this is a blood fortune!

Qin Yu and Jiaojiao couldn't help but be overjoyed.

However, in addition to these expensive rare materials, Qin Yu knew that the wealth necessary for a monk would definitely include spirit stones!

One person and one cat were looking for it, and soon, Qin Yu found a bag, opened it and looked at it, raising his eyebrows.

From her expression, Jin Bi had a guess.

Rich, look at her polite and debauched expression.