The two foreign monks were not dressed like loose cultivators, but like disciples of the sect or family, and seeing that Chu Miao was also wearing Taoist robes, the two of them saluted at the same time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, Chu Miao learned that one of these two people was a disciple of the Broken Yue Sect, named Zheng Fei, and the other was a disciple of the Jing family on the islands of the East China Sea, Jing Yuanliang.

As early as the scuffle, Zheng Fei and Jing Yuanliang recognized Chu Miao as Su Hui who was rumored to be mysterious to the outside world.

In addition, the local monks have been joining forces, so they will naturally not fight among themselves, and there are exactly three places, as long as they unite to defeat the local seven people, they will naturally be rewarded.

"Two fellow Daoists, the storm is about to stop, let's get ready to go back to the city." Chu Miao didn't want to answer the two of them about Su Hui anymore, and when she saw that the wind and sand were getting smaller and smaller, she immediately interrupted the two of them to ask.

"It's okay, it's going to be a long time coming." Jing Yuanliang had the most words, and while asking, he also intended to invite Chu Miao to Fang Zhudao as a guest.

Chu Miao has always been respectful of this kind of family disciple who is good at socializing.

She knew that cultivating in the family was even more fierce than the battle in the sect, and Jing Yuanliang was willing to befriend herself, just so that she could speak in the family.

In addition, the questions he asked were too personal, and the monks he had just met would not normally be so offended.

Zheng Fei is okay, he and Shen Xingzhou also know each other, and they have always known Chu Miao, but only later did they know about Su Hui.

Regarding Su Hui, I only asked curiously about some feelings, whether there was anything special or something, and I saw that she was not very willing to answer, so she closed her mouth.

It was almost dusk, the storm had completely stopped, Chu Miao sacrificed his flying feathers, and together with Zheng Fei and Jing Yuanliang, he quickly returned to Jinsha City.

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Long Xiaoxiao stood in the air in the middle of the square, waiting for the last three monks to return.

She and several city lords have been paying attention to the battlefield, and they can be said to know each monk's every move.

When he saw three foreign monks and defeated seven local monks, he was secretly unhappy in his heart.

Although their original intention of holding the sand fighting meeting was to attract monks from other places to come and promote the circulation of spirit stones.

But none of the local monks made it to the top three, which still made them feel a little unsightly.

Among these seven monks, even one of them was still fighting on behalf of Long Xiaoxiao's City Lord's Mansion.

Originally, she was very optimistic about this person, as long as he won the top three, his face in the city lord's mansion would also be bright, not to mention that the fat water would not flow into the fields of outsiders, and the treasure spirit stones that he took out could be returned to three more things, which was also a happy event.

When the time comes, if you generously return the three treasures to him, won't it buy the hearts of the people again, so that he can do things for Sands City more desperately?

Long Xiaoxiao's abacus sounded, but it was broken by Chu Miao and the three who suddenly killed, and they could only welcome the three of them into the city lord's mansion for a banquet with a smile on their faces.

The City Lord's Mansion was bustling with activity, and the top ten monks were all sitting in the hall, divided into two sides and sitting on the ground, and the low table in front of them was full of spiritual food and spiritual wine, all of them smiling happily, completely forgetting the hostility during the melee.

"You are all the strongest monks in the same realm, I hereby congratulate you on your victorious return, and I wish you all to become a primordial infant and achieve great success as soon as possible."

Long Xiaoxiao raised his glass and said a few polite words, and the low-level monks waiting outside the transmission sent the rewards one by one.

Chu Miao and the three of them didn't look at it, so they hung the storage bag on their waists.

Long Xiaoxiao saw that several people were dressed extraordinary, and he didn't care about his reward at all, so he was even more unhappy in his heart, and asked a few people in a cold tone:

"None of the three represent the shops in the city?"

Seeing that a few people replied yes, he continued: "The three of them are worth an extraordinary value, and it is normal to look down on the rewards of this seat, but they don't need spiritual food and spiritual wine, so they can't even look down on this seat?" ”

Chu Miao was very displeased, what is a reward? How did the things that I had worked so hard to win become a reward? What's more, which strange monk enters the high-level monk's mansion, and he will still eat and drink without a heart?

Zheng Fei and Jing Yuanliang were also very unhappy, and their thoughts were naturally similar to Chu Miao's.

The three of them didn't answer, and Long Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, but fortunately, he still had some scruples about his identity and no longer entangled with the three of them.

Chu Miao sat at the banquet with an expressionless face, looking at Long Xiaoxiao and several other city lords, greeting the other seven local monks with a smile on his face, and for a while the guests and hosts were very happy, completely ignoring the victorious three.

The seven people were also very good, and they thanked the city lord for the reward one by one, and the three of them heard Chu Miao's teeth ache for a while.

Monk, what do you want that you don't fight for with your life? I tried my best, but I even ended up with a reward, which is really insulting.

Chu Miao had no intention of celebrating, if it weren't for the limited strength of cultivation, she would have wanted to leave a long time ago.

However, after looking at the nine Yuan Infant City Lords sitting upright in the hall, the heart should still endure it, and it should be time to hone the state of mind.

After a banquet, it was already late at night, Chu Miao, Zheng Fei, and Jing Yuanliang left the City Lord's Mansion, and went out of the city without hesitation, rushing out with a hidden breath.

"Chu Daoyou, Jing Daoyou, I still have to experience in the desert for a while, you guys be careful and say goodbye!"

After Zheng Fei finished speaking, the flying magic weapon turned, and instantly hid again, and he didn't know which direction he was heading.

Chu Miao and Jing Yuanliang didn't plan to stay any longer, and at the same time walked in the direction of leaving the desert.

As soon as he arrived in Baisha City, he was caught up by seven monks who had completed the Dan Perfection and began to attack without saying a word.

The seven people were the top ten monks who had just been in front of the City Lord's Mansion and were still greeting each other, and the purpose of chasing them at this time was naturally for the storage bag in Chu Miao's hand.

With just one blow, Chu Miao's sword intent slammed two of them down to the bottom of the sand, and while they had no power to resist, he swung a hundred knives again.

The yellow sand flew all over the sky, and the flesh and blood of the two monks stirred in it, bringing a gust of fishy wind, and after a few breaths, the yellow sand covered the flesh and blood, and the two of them did not even leave a whole corpse.

Before the remaining two could react, they were slashed into the sea of knowledge by a thunder silk with a destructive aura, and fell into the desert completely lifeless.

At this time, Jing Yuanliang had already killed the two of them, and only the last opponent was left, Chu Miao saw this and kept offering Fei Yu for a moment, pulled the storage bag of the four people into his hand, and quickly left this place.

She didn't want to have any contact with Jing Yuanliang, and she didn't have a good impression of this person, so she had no intention of helping.

Jing Yuanliang saw that Chu Miao had left, and even quickened the movements in his hands, wanting to catch up and continue to make friends.

Killing the last person, he tracked in the direction of the desert, but Chu Miao was long gone.

After a stick of incense, Long Xiaoxiao's figure suddenly appeared in the place where they were fighting, gritting his teeth and looking at the corpses of several people, and secretly cursing back to the city lord's mansion.