Chapter 149: People are like knives, and knives are like people

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She had made this happen, otherwise he wouldn't be nosy, especially now that he had the unclear purpose of Seven Nights by his side......

Wait, Seven Nights!

They are happily saving people here, if Qiye comes back, his mask is really famous, and the characteristics are extremely distinct, I know if these people will recognize his identity, and then be clicked with a knife?

That's not work for nothing!

This matter has to be resolved as soon as possible, and then retreat quickly, and it is the best policy to part ways with these people.

An Hai subdued the Heavenly Replenishment Arm and meditated cross-legged, streams of gray-white mist rose from the top of his head, his complexion had become ruddy from the speed visible to the naked eye, and the blue-gray lifeless aura at the beginning had gradually faded.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a sign of improvement.

The monks of the An family all began to have a happy face, although they explained that Yuan and Ning Qingqiu had saved them, but they were not as reliable as An Hai, an elder who had watched them grow up and was loyal to the An family, and listening to Mingyuan's words, he did not agree to escort them.

These people are also self-aware, and they dare not complain.

But once Anhai fully recovers, then the certainty of their safe return to Anjia is undoubtedly a little greater.

The Yin family will not retreat from the difficulties.

This time it is already a real immortal, and the An family and the Yin family are destined to leave only one family.

The life span of a monk is extended, and once there is a grudge, it generally develops to the extent of the final tragedy, cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, in the world of cultivating immortals, it is to find death by yourself.

Today, someone who is weak enough to be poked to death by you with one finger can be stabbed to death with one finger by Ming'er.

This sounds funny and incredible, but it is not fake, there are real people and real things in the world of cultivating immortals, and at most there is a little more time to spare.

Qingqiu also had a smile on her face, since she had already rescued people, it was good to have a beginning and an end, it was naturally impossible for them to escort these people to avoid pursuit, how could she do such a stupid thing if she was not a virgin?

Even if he said the reward, Ning Qingqiu asked Mingyuan, this person didn't know anything about the Anjia firm, it can be seen that it is a very small force, not even a Yuan Infant Period, not within the scope of Mingyuan's knowledge inheritance, or the newcomers and new things that have come out in the last hundred years, so he doesn't know.

Then Qingqiu didn't believe much in what this family could make Mingyuan feel excited, if she was traveling alone, maybe she would agree, and she would just be a companion.

Not to mention......

Wait, did she forget something important?!

Qingqiu's expression froze, and the corners of his upturned mouth froze there.

Silently turned his head to look at Mingyuan, who was still in a brocade robe and jade crown, but his face was as rich as jade with the same expression as her.

It's over!

They had the ambition to forget the seven nights together!

The faint sound of the golden jade slap sounded, and the tail note was slightly warped, with a playful taste, which made the hearts of the two people tense at the same time.

"Seeing you guys having so much fun, I thought I had really forgotten about me. ”

Seven Nights is back.

He found a lot of good things today, the Netherworld Purgatory Knife was very satisfied, not to mention, he also left a lot of reserve food, he didn't bring much resources with him when he went out this time, and he never looked for anything he needed wherever he went, and he didn't feel troublesome.

For him, finding the rare treasures of the elixir fairy grass is as simple as searching for things.

In the dark, there is a sense of its own.

As a result, as soon as they came back, they found that there were a lot of living people around them, and they didn't get angry for seven nights, and they killed people without thinking about it, to be honest, not all cats and dogs could die at his hands.

Seven nights are also very picky.

He didn't bother to deal with those people, so he didn't show up, but just sent the voice to them, looking at Ning Qingqiu's startled performance, he was still happy in his heart, as for Mingyuan...... The two are currently getting along with each other with well water and not river water.

After all, there are still two parties who have a deal in hand, and they can respect each other like "ice".

Wait, isn't there something wrong with this adjective?

Qingqiu's cheeks twitched slightly, and when the monk of the An family looked at him, he maintained an expressionless fairy demeanor, and his heart had already begun to roar.

"Seven nights, seven masters, seven masters, I beg you, don't show up at this time!"

After An Hai's healing was over, the two sides cherished each other, and then walked on their own side of the road, you don't care about me, I don't know you, this is the perfect script in Ning Qingqiu's mind, she hopes that it will end smoothly and not make waves again.

Mingyuan's eyes were dyed with a smile, and he couldn't help but laugh at her dog-legged tone.

Qingqiu blushed when he heard Mingyuan's laughter, and only then did he realize that Qiye had established a spiritual connection between three people, and this transmission was equivalent to sending a group.

She made another note in the little book in her heart.

Wait until the day when she has the strength, and then come to the autumn queen to settle the account, now that the situation is stronger than others, she still swallows her anger.

Qiye said nonchalantly, "Oh? you beg me...... I can't beg me, these people are very eyesore, I'd better take action to solve them...... Also, you even call me an old man!"

With a few wisps of laughter, you know it's funny when you hear it.

The last sentence is a bit of a gritted tooth, Qiye is in his prime, and he is young.

Many people thought that the seventh night of the Dark Night Building was the power of the older generation, and he never cared, but this time such a title came out of Ning Qingqiu's mouth, why did it sound so unpleasant?

Qingqiu may have been a little anxious, and he didn't hear the hidden teasing, but he actually believed it, and then he was anxious: "Hey, don't." I saved someone, you can't cooperate? I didn't let you do anything, you just need to keep silent, Mingyuan and I will send them away immediately, and it won't hinder your eyes, right?"

"The point is that I even cut a large piece of the mending hand, you killed the person, not to waste the good things alive!"

Seven Nights was secretly speechless, how could this last sentence seem like the point?

Qingqiu also planned to take a closer look at the effect of the Heaven Mending Hand, An Hai was so seriously injured that when he was about to die, his skills were all in disrepair, and he could still be rescued by the Heaven Mending Hand......

So this time she really picked up a treasure? She will definitely not sell the rest, but keep it!

Mingyuan clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, suppressing his almost uncontrollable laughter, Ning Qingqiu should be annoyed later, and only said: "Qingqiu, don't worry, Qiye is joking with you, this An family doesn't even have a Jindan monk, and the only foundation building monk is still half-dead, even I can't beat it, how can Qiye kill these people?"

Qingqiu suddenly said, yes, Qiye has never looked down on these low-level cultivators, and not everyone is qualified to die under the Netherworld Purgatory Knife...... Wait, how do you feel as if you can sum yourself up, it's so sad.

Seven Nights and Netherworld Purgatory Knife, people are like knives, knives are like people, and you will be angry when you look at them! )