Ling Luo took out seven bottles of skin beauty essence from the black jade wrench space ring, placed them in front of Gongzi Shu Jun, and then got up to say goodbye.

Gongzi Shu Jun insisted on sending Ling Luo, but Ling Luo politely declined in order to prevent it from being too eye-catching.

With a silver ticket of 10,000 taels, Ling Luo went directly to the largest medicinal herb shop on Yingyang Street, and bought a large amount of Zining grass and refining flowers needed to refine the marrow cleansing spiritual liquid, as well as some relatively cheap cold snow soil. She has quite a lot of reserves of magic crystal cores, and she doesn't lack them at all.

In a dark alley, Ling Luo changed his clothes and returned to Ling's mansion. When I first entered the door, I happened to meet Ling Yue's mother and daughter.

Ling Yue didn't get the beauty skin elixir, and she was already in a very bad mood, but when she ran into someone who ruined her face, the evil fire that was blocked in her heart was all sprinkled on Ling Luo's body at once.

Ling Yue didn't say a word, his palm carried the pale cyan wood vitality, and he stretched out his hand to Ling Luo's face and slapped it fiercely.

Ling Luo's face changed, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, his body flashed back sensitively, and his head tilted to the right, which was worthy of flashing the slap.

Ling Yue's slap fell into the air and slapped directly on the vermilion heavy wooden door, making a dull loud "bang".

"Shhh

Ling Luo's gaze was fixed on the deep five finger prints, this slap, I'm afraid it took a lot of skill, if it was really slapped on his face, half of his face would be wasted!

"Sister Yue, what are you doing, why are you beating people for no reason?" Ling Luo's face was cold, and his eyes were cold.

"It's all you, it's all your fault!" Ling Yue's eyes were split, covering his hands, and screaming at Ling Luo, "If it weren't for you slut, how could my face be like this, Ling Luo, you should be damned!" You damn it!! ”

Ling Luo made a mark on his chest with both hands, a cluster of black fireworks floated on his fingertips, and he sneered in Ling Yue's direction: "Sister Yue, you really don't know what to do, do you want to taste this taste again?" ”

Seeing the cluster of black flames, Ling Yue's face suddenly turned white, thinking of His Royal Highness King Qi's right arm that was burned to the bone, his legs were weak, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Seeing this, Yu Shi stood in front of his daughter, did not speak, and said sharply; "Don't force me to do it, although you have the flame of that evil sect, I am also an eighth-order martial artist."

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the Yu family in front of him was also a little bit of a pound. If you hit it hard, it is likely that you will suffer.

She put away the flames on her fingertips, glanced at Ling Yue lightly, the corners of her lips hooked up a mocking arc, and said, "I heard that the Zhiren Pavilion is about to launch seven bottles of skin beauty essence at once, Sister Yue should seize the opportunity." ”

After speaking, Ling Luo Shi Ran turned around and left, happily walking in the direction of the Feather Spirit Pavilion. It's time to hurry up and refine the marrow cleansing elixir and step up the process of cultivation.

And later, Ling Yue completely forgot about his previous anger and was overwhelmed by the sudden joy.

"Mother, seven bottles? Is there really seven bottles? Ling Yue was already incoherent, "I'm saved, am I saved, I'm ......"

"Yue'er, don't worry, my mother will definitely help you!" Mrs. Yu hugged her emotionally uncontrollable daughter, and a trace of firmness crossed her eyes.