Jiang Xiaofeng had already finished asking all the questions for Cheng Yiran, looked back at the four of them, blinked and said:

"What to do with him now?"

After all, Cheng Yiran and Cheng Yiyuan have experienced little, but they are a little uncertain at the critical moment, and they look at Zhang Lao together. And after thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Lao stroked his beard, thought about it and thought:

"Although Shen Xing's crime is extremely heinous, now is not the time to kill him, and when he returns to our Cangyun Gate, he will have other uses. Leave him alive for the time being, but his cultivation will still be abolished. ”

Zhang Lao gave Jiang Xiaofeng a look, Jiang Xiaofeng immediately understood, and then let it out. Zhang Lao bullied forward and came to Shen Xing's side, looked at him condescendingly and said:

"Shen Xing, everything now is your own fault, and not killing you is the greatest grace to you. Spare your life for the time being, and when you return to the sect, listen to the fate of the master of the back door. ”

Without waiting for Shen Xing to react, Zhang Lao quickly slapped his palm, and each palm hit Shen Xing's vital point. When the last palm slapped on his dantian, Shen Xing let out a miserable scream, and the danhai was completely broken, which meant that Shen Xing had no hope of cultivating in this life.

"Ah......h

Hearing Shen Xing's scream, there was a sudden explosion in the air, Jiang Xiaofeng knew that Shen Xing's cultivation for most of his life had been completely abolished.

At this time, Shen Xing had already been knocked unconscious, and Elder Xiao hurriedly stepped forward, tied him up with a rope, and then completely covered him with a black cloth and threw him to the side of the stone.

When this matter was over, Cheng Yiran came to Jiang Xiaofeng's side, and finally spit out a sentence after holding it for a long time:

"Thank you, Xiaofeng, if it weren't for your help, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Shen Xing who was kidnapped, it would be us. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng's brows jumped slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly:

"What's the use of thanks, it's better to give me dozens of medium-grade spirit stones. ”

"You kid, you're really greedy for money. ”

"Nonsense, how can I buy the resources used for cultivation if I am not greedy for money, how can I improve my cultivation without resources, how can I advance to the Psychic Realm if I don't improve my cultivation, if I don't advance to the Psychic Realm, how can I help you defeat Shen Xing. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng muttered a string of words, making everyone on the side dumbfounded. Is this still the high-spirited young man just now? When it comes to money, this kid actually cares about his life, and he is really a master who wants money and doesn't want his life.

Zhang Lao smiled and said:

"If you want Lingshi to say, when you return to Cangyun Gate, our Cangyun Gate will definitely not treat you badly. ”

"It's pretty much the same!" Ignoring Jiang Xiaofeng's thoughts, he said:

"That's not right, it's one thing whether your master can wake up or not, if Guan Xiaoshuang's trick succeeds, I will lose all my money......"

"You kid, did you fall into the eyes of money?" Cheng Yiran was angry and funny by what he said, and couldn't help but scorn him.

Cheng Yiran didn't speak, it was okay, this seemed to remind Jiang Xiaofeng. He glanced at the lionheart who was closing his eyes and recuperating on the side, and said with a smile:

"Sister Yiran, I helped you find this product as a pet, do you have to thank me?"

Hearing Jiang Xiaofeng talking about himself, the lionheart suddenly opened its eyes and roared at Jiang Xiaofeng, as if telling him: Lao Tzu has a name, and my name is Xinxin.

But suddenly thinking about it, this name was given to herself by Cheng Yiran, and it didn't seem to be very good, and after yelling twice, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Cheng Yiran walked over, her face was full of charm, she stretched out her finger and hooked Jiang Xiaofeng's chin and said:

"Little brother, how do you thank you when you say you want your sister?"

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at her from top to bottom, and when he saw the slender and straight thighs, Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said: What a scourge.

But when she saw the blood mark on the left side of Cheng Yiran's face that was scratched by the lionheart, her heart couldn't help but sink, and her eyes dimmed a little.

Seeing Jiang Xiaofeng's gaze, Cheng Yiran reached out and gently stroked his cheek, and comforted: Huaxia Library

"Don't worry about my sister, when I return to Qinglan Country, I want to heal. Even if there are scars, I'm afraid it will slowly fade, it's okay, don't blame yourself, it's all my sister's will, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

Thinking of his advance to the Psychic Realm just now, when Cheng Yiran blocked him in front of him with the body of the Spiritual Realm, Jiang Xiaofeng's heart was moved. Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't know.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly put a little on his waist, a light flashed, and a porcelain bottle appeared in Jiang Xiaofeng's hand.

After he carefully identified it, he was sure that it was accurate. Then he took out the pill in the porcelain bottle and handed it to Cheng Yiran:

"Sister Yiran, hurry up and eat. While your wound is still 'fresh' now, take this elixir to get better quickly, and there should be no scars. ”

What does this guy say? While the wound is still fresh, the mouth is really damaged.

Cheng Yiran was about to hit him, but when she turned out Jiang Xiaofeng's elixir, she found that it was empty, like an empty shell. I can't help but wonder in my heart, is this an elixir?

"Xiao Feng, this is ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Xiaofeng interrupted:

"Hurry up and use the spiritual power to give birth to the elixir, otherwise it will really be deflated in a while. ”

Cheng Yiran looked at him with some understanding, but seeing that he looked serious, Cheng Yiran still did as he said.

She secretly used her spiritual power to inject a trace of origin spiritual power into the shriveled pill in her hand, and at this moment, she suddenly felt a warm and cool feeling coming from her hand, and she was so shocked that she quickly spread out her palm.

Seeing that within her surroundings, countless spiritual flowers began to wither, and the spiritual power contained in them began to frantically converge towards the pill in Cheng Yiran's hand. After a while, the shriveled elixir turned into a crystal clear elixir.

Looking at the pill in her hand, Cheng Yiran couldn't close her mouth in surprise, and just as she was about to ask a question, Zhang Lao's surprised voice suddenly came from next to her:

"Xiao Feng, isn't this a lark pill?"

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled slightly:

"Zhang Lao's good eyesight is the Bailing Pill. ”

"No wonder, no wonder. When you took out the elixir just now, I was still a little puzzled, it turned out to be the lark in the elixir. I once participated in a birthday banquet for the daughter of the master of Luoyan Pavilion, and there was such a elixir in the birthday gift, and I thought it was very magical at the time, and the daughter of the master of the door was also very happy. ”

Wan Lao Wei thought again:

"Xiao Feng, you are a man, what is your master doing with this elixir for you?"

Jiang Xiaofeng frowned slightly and said:

"Master, this is a ...... I made myself."

Wan Lao Wei was suddenly frightened, and said secretly: This cultivation elixir, but only second-grade alchemists dare to refine it, could it be that this guy is a second-grade alchemist, how is it possible? Could it be that he can really refine the Liuyang Purple Heart Pill?

Just when Wan Lao Wei surprised himself, Cheng Yiran on the side showed a smile after hearing that this was a hundred spirit pills, which was exactly the same as Ouyang Qing's expression when he got the pill.

He sighed with his head: O woman!

"Xiao Feng, is this really for me?" Cheng Yiran immediately fell in love with it after hearing that this elixir was a hundred spirit pills. Even with the strength of Cangyun Sect, no one would be idle to refine this thankless elixir. Not to mention the waste of spiritual materials, the increase in cultivation is not as good as other pills, and there are only girls, and they can't put it down.

Jiang Xiaofeng thought to himself, the alchemist who developed this kind of pill must be an ugly old woman, otherwise why would he develop such a pill that is purely pleasing to girls.

When he was in the Fang family, he was also bored, so he refined a total of three in order to practice: one of them was given to Ouyang Qing, the other was given to Fang Bitong, and the last one happened to be given to Cheng Yiran.

He glanced at Cheng Yiran and said:

"If you don't eat it while it's hot, the potency will drop. By that time, it's hard to say if the scar on your face will be good. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng spread his hands and smiled.