"Stop!"

At the moment when Lu Cheng forcibly took away the blood spirit ginseng, Lu Liqiao suddenly reacted. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His face was flushed, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The blood spirit ginseng that had been waiting for three years was taken away by Lu Cheng in front of him.

How did he not get angry.

"Little cub, dare to grab something here from Lao Tzu and look for death?"

Under the extreme anger, Lu Liqiao's face was pale, and his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

There was a beast-like gaze in his eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Lu Cheng alive.

Lu Cheng ignored the intimidation of Lu Liqiao behind him, and the pace under him was faster.

Walking through the land city between the mountains and forests, the speed is amazing.

His hands were clutching the blood ginseng, and his eyes were scorching.

Centennial blood ginseng.

This kind of unattainable spiritual creature is not easy to obtain.

The thought of taking away the spiritual object in front of Lu Liqiao's eyes, Lu Cheng couldn't help but feel a huge pleasure in his heart.

"The old thing, living for decades in vain."

Lu Cheng sneered all over his face.

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the mountains and forests in an instant, Lu Liqiao trembled with anger.

Burst!

Suddenly, his face turned red, and then a large mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth.

"Little cub, don't let Lao Tzu catch you...... I'm going to skin you and cramp. "Copy this address to the browser to see the latest chapter%77%77%77%2e%68%65%69%79%61%6e%67%65%2e%63%6f%6d

Lu Liqiao shouted angrily.

……

After sparing a large circle in the mountains and forests, and after making sure that no one had found it, Lu Cheng cautiously sneaked back to the hut.

With an excited expression, he put the blood spirit ginseng in his arms on the table, and Lu Cheng's eyes were burning.

The blood ginseng is about two fingers long, and the whole body is snow-white and transparent, like jade.

And inside the Blood Spirit Ginseng, a trace of golden spiritual light swam like a fish.

Even without being deliberate, Lu Cheng could smell the scent of blue musk deer emanating from the blood spirit ginseng.

Like the Fire Spirit Fruit, the Blood Spirit Ginseng belongs to the mortal-level spiritual creature, but this Blood Spirit Ginseng has grown in the mountains and forests for a hundred years, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and it is at least an elixir above the six grades of the mortal level.

"Mortal grade six grades...... 100 Years of Blood Ginseng! ”

There is no need to think about it, Lu Cheng also knows the great value of this spiritual object.

You can sell it for tens of thousands of taels of silver casually.

After thinking for a while, Lu Cheng finally resisted the urge to refine the blood spirit ginseng and carefully treasured it in the jade box.

Lu Cheng was going to use it again when he was attacking the sixfold martial arts realm.

That effect will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

……

Lying on the bed, Lu Cheng's heart still couldn't help but thump.

When he shot to seize the blood spirit ginseng, Lu Cheng didn't think too much, but he felt a little scared when he was alone at the moment.

After all, he is still in the Lu Clan, and if Lu Liqiao looks for it at all costs, he will definitely be able to find a flaw.

Lu Cheng is gambling, he bets that Lu Liqiao will not dare to make it public.

After all, as an elder of the Lu clan, Lu Liqiao still has to cherish face.

In case it was known to outsiders, the blood spirit ginseng in his hand was snatched by a mere fourteen-year-old boy in front of him, and he would become the laughing stock of countless people at that time.

Lying on the bed, Lu Cheng, who was thinking about it, finally couldn't bear the extreme exhaustion and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, as soon as it was dawn, Lu Cheng's eyes suddenly opened.

Rise!

Jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed.

Walking to the head of the bed, Lu Cheng lifted the bed, stretched out his hand and groped for a moment, and then a small wooden box appeared in his palm.

When I opened it, the blood spirit ginseng was not damaged at all.

Taking a breath, Lu Cheng re-stored the wooden box. After a quick wash, Lu Cheng turned around and left.

The purpose of his trip was to perform martial arts.

As one of the three major families in Liuyun City, the Lu Clan's martial arts arena is extremely large, and it can easily accommodate thousands of Lu Clan's children to cultivate.

Although the cultivation in the back mountain is good, it is much worse than the martial arts field.

It didn't take long for Lu Cheng to arrive on time.

In the faint morning light, the huge martial arts arena was already crowded with Lu teenagers who got up early to cultivate.

He was about to find a no-man's corner to cultivate alone, but Lu Cheng suddenly noticed a cold gaze sweeping towards him.

"Huh?"

Lu Cheng's face remained unchanged and he turned to look.

A boy of about fifteen or sixteen people sat alone on a bluestone.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, his body was thin, and his face was pale and bloodless.

A pair of triangular eyes under the sword eyebrows, there is a trace of cold aura on his body for no reason, which is daunting.

Seeing Lu Cheng coming, the young man did not have the slightest sense of being discovered, but a cold light flashed between his eyes.

And around the boy, no one dared to approach.

"Lu Hong!"

Looking at the figure of the young man, a name flashed in Lu Cheng's mind.

The genius of the Lu clan, at the age of fifteen, he stepped into the sevenfold martial arts realm and refined a trace of true yuan power.

How many martial artists are poor in their lives, and their cultivation can only be shackled to the sevenfold martial arts, because they can't condense the true yuan seeds and refine the power of the true yuan.

And Lu Hong in front of him, who was only fifteen years old, condensed the true yuan seed.

This kind of talent, even if you look at the entire Liuyun City, is outstanding.

Faintly retracting his gaze, Lu Cheng was a little confused.

Lu Hong, the recognized genius of the Lu clan.

Lu Cheng, an ordinary teenager who was bullied.

The two of them had their own gullies that could not be crossed, so Lu Cheng didn't understand where the cold aura in Lu Hong's eyes came from.

But......

The corners of Lu Cheng's mouth twitched, and a trace of coldness flashed in his deep eyes.

If Lu Hong dared to make a move, Lu Cheng wouldn't mind fighting him.

If he is tough, Lu Cheng is confident that he will never lose to him.

It soon dawned, and a ray of sunlight shone through the clouds.

Lu Cheng found a no-man's corner alone and began to cultivate.

……

"Miss Ling Xue!"

"It's really Miss Ling Xue, she's back......"

After cultivating for a while, there was a sudden commotion in the martial arts arena.

Lu Cheng frowned, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his expression, after all, for martial artists, the importance of morning cultivation is self-evident.

Looking up, Lu Cheng's eyes changed slightly.

In his sight, a graceful and slender figure appeared from the crowd.

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with picturesque eyebrows, and wore a pale red skirt.

The skin is as white as jade, and he walks with slender steps, and his waist is gently shaken, and he can't hold it.

There is a slight smile in his clear eyes, as if he is a person who has stepped out of a painting.

From the moment the girl appeared, the teenagers in the martial arts arena instantly became restless.

The eyes were firmly attached to the girl, and the burning gaze made the girl's cheeks flush a little.

The moment Lu Lingxue appeared, Lu Hong's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

Even the grim face showed a hint of a smile.

Lu Cheng looked at the girl, and his expression couldn't help but flash a trace of astonishment.

"I haven't seen this little girl for a few years, but she is so beautiful......"

Thinking of the little girl who followed him all day when she was a child, and then looking at the girl in front of her, Lu Cheng's eyes couldn't help but be a little complicated.

Lu Cheng still remembers the heavy snow that year.

The Great Elder who came back from going out held a little girl in a red jacket in his left hand.

That was the first time Lu Cheng met Lu Lingxue.

At that time, Lu Cheng was still a shy little boy, and Lu Lingxue was also a silent little girl.

But when Lu Lingxue saw Lu Cheng for the first time, she opened her mouth and shouted Brother Lu Cheng.

After Lu Cheng's parents were brutally killed, Lu Cheng lived alone in the Lu tribe.

Only Lu Lingxue will come to see him.

It's just that at that time, Lu Cheng's heart was already filled with blood feuds, and Lu Lingxue was pushed away by him and fell into the snow.

After that, Lu Cheng still heard by chance that Lu Lingxue was taken to the imperial capital by the Great Elder.

It's four or five years to go.

Scenes of the past quickly flipped through Lu Cheng's mind, making Lu Cheng feel a little emotional.

"Brother Lu Cheng!"

Just as Lu Cheng was immersed in the past, a crisp voice suddenly sounded.

Looking up, Lu Cheng saw Lu Lingxue in front of him, smiling like a flower, just like back then.