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Nangong Yi nodded slowly, and said thoughtfully: "It turned out to be Zhen's senior, and the junior was disrespectful......! Zhen seniors, juniors have something unclear, I don't know whether to talk about it or not?"

The blood-clothed man glanced at Nangong Yi and sneered: "If you have something to say, let it go, twist and pinch like a big man!"

Nangong Yi didn't expect the blood-clothed man to speak so straightforwardly, and he couldn't help frowning and said, "Guan Zhen's predecessor's demeanor and divine form are not comparable to ordinary martial cultivators at all. But why was Senior Zhen intimidated by the might of a golden-clawed sky fox and in a dangerous situation?"

Although Nangong Yi said this sentence euphemistically, its meaning is extremely obvious, it is a means to return the other body with the other way.

Sure enough, when the blood-clothed man heard this, a trace of annoyance suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he immediately returned to normal and said: "That's because the old man has already been seriously injured, so he will be taken advantage of by the golden-clawed sky fox." Otherwise, with the old man's means, even if there are ten golden-clawed sky foxes, I am afraid that it will not be a problem at all!"

After speaking, the blood-clothed man's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of concern, for fear that Nangong Yi would ask him again how he was injured before.

Hearing this, Nangong Yi couldn't help but nod secretly: "Seeing that this guy has really been hit hard before, otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to the point where he was almost killed by a golden-clawed sky fox." ”

Thinking like this, Nangong Yi didn't continue to ask where the blood-clothed man's injury came from, but changed his head and said, "Then what is the injury of Senior Zhen right now?"

The blood-clothed man breathed a long sigh of relief, as if relieved and melancholy, and said in a low tone: "I can't die for the time being, you kid don't worry." ”

Nangong Yi nodded, then reached into his arms, took out three Pulse Dissolving Pills and three Ten Grade Yuan Qi Pills, handed them to the blood-clothed man, and said, "Senior Zhen, I have some pills here, maybe it can alleviate your injuries." If you don't dislike it, please accept it!"

The blood-clothed man glanced at the six pills in Nangong Yi's hand in surprise, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes. After being silent for a long time, he reached out and took the pill, and said strangely: "I didn't expect you kid to have these good things, the old man really underestimated you before, these ......"

As soon as he was halfway through the sentence, the blood-clothed man's expression froze, and he couldn't help but show a touch of surprise when he looked at the six pills.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "You kid is really good, not only has the healing elixir Tongmai and stasis Pill, but also the ten-grade Yuan Qi Pill, your master must also be a master, right?"

"Master?"

Hearing this at first glance, Nangong Yi couldn't help but be stunned. Then he smiled implicitly and replied, "Yes, yes, my master can barely be regarded as a master!"

Given that these pills were all refined by himself, Nangong Yi was of course embarrassed to praise himself, so he had to say vaguely.

"It seems that you kid is really a freak, once ordinary martial cultivators mention their master, most of them will brag about it. said how powerful his master was, and how high his master's cultivation was. But you're a good kid, it's just a matter of not cheering up your master, why do you still belittle your master?"

The blood-clothed man said jokingly, and his eyebrows suddenly became much more relaxed.

Nangong Yi shook his head and denied: "The senior misunderstood, I mean, my master is not an absolute master, but he is not an ordinary martial cultivator. This answer does not mean to belittle his old man!"

Saying the last few words, Nangong Yi's face couldn't help but burn. is just a blink of an eye, and he has changed from a vigorous beautiful boy to an old man who has experienced vicissitudes.

Bloody Human: "I understand what you mean, Ling Shi can refine such a rare elixir, in the old man's opinion, it is already the existence of a supreme person." As for his true cultivation, the old man doesn't have to care at all!"

Seeing that the blood-clothed man admired the elixir he refined so much, Nangong Yi couldn't help but flutter lightly in his heart, and said with a smile: "Since the predecessors respect these elixirs so much, then you might as well take them now." If the seniors can recover from their injuries as soon as possible, the juniors will have less to worry about. ”

"Okay, since your kid is so sincere, then the old man will try the medicinal power of this Tongmai Stasis Pill and the Ten Rank Yuan Qi Pill!"

The blood-clothed man smiled heartily, then swallowed the six pills in his hand in one gulp, and began to heal his injuries with cross-knee exercises.

Nangong Yi frowned, and a trace of astonishment suddenly climbed up his cheeks.

I have seen people swallow pills, but I have never seen people like the Blood-Coated Man, who swallowed six pills at once, and they were two different pills.

If it is given to other people whose cultivation is too low, I am afraid that if the three Yuan Qi Pills are completely dissolved, there is a possibility that the body will explode.

But Nangong Yi knew that the martial arts strength of the blood-clothed man was unfathomable, and since he could do this, he must have something to rely on. So he closed his mouth in interest, held the divine blade in his hand, sat on a stone next to him, and acted as a Dharma protector for the blood-clothed man.

After a long time of incense, the blood-clothed man finally opened his eyes slowly.

Seeing the blood-clothed man again, Nangong Yi suddenly had a feeling of seeing him for the first time in his life. Compared with the previous blood-clothed man, the blood-clothed man at this time was radiant and full of energy, and his whole body exuded a sense of majesty and heaviness.

Especially those eyes, which seemed to be no different from ordinary people before. But now, there is a faint hint of looking forward to Shen Xiong's self-esteem, and between his gestures, he can't help but make people admire and be in awe.

Nangong Yi secretly sighed and asked tentatively, "After taking these pills, has the senior's injury improved?"

The blood-clothed man breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and said in his body: "These pills refined by your master are indeed good, and the old man's injuries have recovered by three or four percent. As for the rest of the injuries, they are out of the way, and they should be able to recover within a month. ”

Nangong Yi nodded thoughtfully, thinking that with the assistance of three Tongmai Fusion Pills and three Ten-Rank Yuan Qi Pills, the injuries of the blood-clothed people could be recovered at least seventy or eighty percent, and at the worst they would have to recover fifty or sixty percent.

But now hearing the blood-clothed man say this, Nangong Yi couldn't help but be a little surprised and a little disappointed. The healing elixir and the best vitality pill that he had always been proud of, how did he become so unbearable when he came to the blood-clothed man?

Of course, the reason why Nangong Yi can have this kind of thinking is because he doesn't know the level of the blood-clothed man's cultivation, let alone the seriousness of the blood-clothed man's injuries.

If he knew this, there wouldn't be much strange about the current results.

After a slight pause, Nangong Yi said again: "Senior Zhen, there are still some Tongmai Huayu Pills and Ten Rank Yuan Qi Pills here in the juniors, if the seniors don't dislike it, I will give them all to you." ”

The blood-clothed man smiled: "Boy, do you really treat the old man as a dry eater? The old man has already taken so many benefits from you, how can he still be embarrassed to accept your favor?"

"The most difficult thing in this world is to repay favors, and the old man is a person who doesn't like to owe favors to others the most. So, those pills of yours, let's keep them for your own use!"

"But...... My predecessor was rescued by me before, and he already owed me a favor. I took my pill again just now, and I owe me another favor. In this way, senior, you have already owed me two favors so far. ”

"As the saying goes, if there are more lice, it will not itch, and if there are more debts, there will be no worries. Since my predecessors already owe me two favors, if I owe one more, what's the matter?"

Nangong Yi blinked, and said in a somewhat cunning manner.

After he learned that the blood-clothed man in front of him was an unborn master. Nangong Yi had already made up his mind, if he didn't completely tie up this blood-clothed man, it would be too bad.

Therefore, when he learned that the Blood-clothed Man had been seriously injured before, he specially offered him the Pulse Dissolving Pill and the Yuan Qi Pill in order to lure him into joining the shares.

In fact, the Blood-Coated Man was really forced to accept his favor in the end. In this way, Nangong Yi hurriedly beat the snake with the stick, and once again proposed to offer medicine to the blood-clothed man, so as to completely win him over.

Realizing that he had fallen into Nangong Yi's calculations, the blood-clothed man's face suddenly felt hot and embarrassed, and he snorted coldly and quibbled: "Who said that the old man owes you two favors? ”

"In this way, let's exchange one favor for another, won't it cancel each other out? As for the old man who ate your six pills just now, this ...... It's barely a favor!"

Listening to the bloody man's nonsense and sophistry, Nangong Yi's scalp suddenly tingled.

I thought that a supreme master like the Bloody Man would definitely disdain to argue with himself. What's more, today's two favors are indeed indisputable facts.

Unexpectedly, the blood-clothed man not only quibbled with Nangong Yi, but also quibbled so thoroughly and shamelessly. Such a quibble made Nangong Yi a little reluctant to ask: "Senior, you are so quibbling, are you still a fucking master?"

But Nangong Yi still didn't say this sentence after all, firstly because this sentence was too disrespectful, and secondly, because he was afraid of being slapped to death by the bloody man.

It wasn't until the blood-clothed man finished speaking that Nangong Yi's brows were almost embroidered together. In his heart, he was secretly scolding that the blood-clothed man was not a thing, he was simply a strange thing in the master.

But after thinking about it, he suddenly remembered what the blood-clothed man had just said: "It's true that you saved the old man, but after that, you used the old man's bloody sword to cut the claws and corpse of the golden-clawed sky fox." ”

"Bloody Sword?!"

Nangong Yi's heart moved, and he keenly grasped these words.

Regarding the three words "Tragic Blood Sword", Nangong Yi seemed to remember who he had heard talk about. Curious, Nangong Yi began to recall carefully.

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