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The more you count, the happier you get, and the more you count, the more you get shy.

"Ahhh Get rich! ”

He fell to the ground and laughed with his stomach in his hands, laughing and kicking his legs while laughing.

Looking at the blue sky, Mo Kongjing suddenly felt that there was no immortal fate, what matter? She's found another way to make a fortune!

Cultivating immortals is against the sky, and the path of immortality is even more strife, grabbing and grabbing!

"That's all you have to offer."

Looking up and down at the person who had no image in front of him, Mu Ze silently concluded in his heart, don't treat Mo Kongjing as a woman, look at this virtue, what kind of thing is like a gentle and dignified female cultivator?

It's more manly than a man!

"Say I'm unproductive? If you have the ability, don't rob it! ”

Lying in the grass for a while, Mo Kongjing squinted at the corner of his eyes, glanced at Mu Ze next to him disapprovingly, and listened to it, and his tone was timely with a little disdain.

The robbery has been done, and he pretends to be a high-minded person, interesting?

Originally, he was ready to quarrel with this wooden stake endlessly, but today he didn't know which bottle of medicine he had taken wrong, and he walked over and squatted in front of Mo Kongjing with a solemn face.

"Hey, hey, hey! What do you want! ”

Why are you so close, trying to do wrong!

Mo Kongjing, who was wide-eyed, sat up with a 'brush', and this sat just with Mu Ze, who was squatting down, listening to his face, and each other's breathing was entwined and undulating.

After being stunned for a moment, after reacting, he immediately raised his head at an angle of forty-five degrees to look up at the sky, Mo Kongjing squinted his eyes dangerously and looked up and down at Mu Ze, who suddenly squatted down.

If this thing dares to get an inch closer, don't blame her for having no eyes!

Under Mo Kongjing's fierce gaze, Mu Zeting suddenly lowered his head to hide his expression, but the roots behind his ears were glowing with a layer of bright red.

What the?!

What kind of trouble is this look of bowing his head and admitting his mistake?!

Mo Kongjing was stunned for a while, but Mu Ze raised a hand and pointed at her abdomen slightly shyly.

What's going on?!

Subconsciously lowered her head, the dazzling bright red blinded Mo Kongjing's eyes, stiffened for a moment, and then she raised her head and pulled her mouth stiffly and said embarrassedly, "I forgot..."

I forgot that I was still injured!

I cut it happily just now, and I didn't protect the wound at all because of the big movement, and I pulled the wound properly!

"Can this be forgotten?"

Dumbfounded for a while, although Mu Zeting lowered his head, the dazzling red seemed to have been dangling in front of his eyes.

"Turn your head around." After a moment of twitching, Mo Kongjing looked up expressionlessly and said in a commanding tone, "No peeking!" ”

Mu Ze turned his body around honestly, only to hear a sound behind him, as if the atmosphere was too sultry, and his cheeks were amazingly hot.

'Brush', Mo Kongjing, who had just picked up his clothes to check the wound, subconsciously raised his head, where was there a figure in front of him!

Mo Kongjing was dumbfounded, she just asked people to turn around, and she didn't tell people to retreat, right?

The injury from the fall from Tongtian Peak was already fine because he had been recuperating in the Heavenly Gate Sword Sect for a few months, and his body's recovery ability was still very good, except for leaving a few new scars.

But the wound in the abdomen is extraordinary, the claws of the divine bird Jiufeng can penetrate the incomparably hard black iron steel plate, although the abdominal wound did not hurt the golden pill, but the place penetrated by the claws of Jiufeng is not so easy to recover.

It's been a few months, and a big wound can still be torn open and bleeding.

Secretly thinking that after going out this time, I must find Yanran to take a good look, Mo Kongjing's hands were not idle, and he took out a few hemostatic herbs and bandaged them simply, and then remembered the Qiankun bag that he had just come over.

Now the wound doesn't hurt anymore, and the spirit is a hundred times stronger in an instant!

Mo Kongjing, who was grinning and blooming, placed the nine Qiankun bags separately, and they had already erased the divine consciousness on the Qiankun bags when they came over.

Originally, I thought that the monks in the middle and late stages of the Yudan, and the Great Perfection period would definitely not be able to eliminate the strong divine sense, and she was ready to take it back and hand it over to Mu Ze to deal with, but she tried to erase the mark and succeeded in one fell swoop!

Feeling the strong strength of the sword cultivation again, Mo Kongjing was overjoyed and opened all the nine Qiankun bags, but completely forgot how the magic cultivation divine sense specializing in the spell series could be weaker than the sword cultivation similar to the body cultivation.

The reason why she was able to explode the other party in her divine sense was because she was so strong and domineering in her body that she couldn't tolerate a grain of sand in her eyes.

After Mu Ze listened to the entanglement for a long time and finally sorted out his emotions and ran back, Mo Kongjing had already sorted out the things he had snatched.

Seeing that the person ran back again, Mo Kongjing was not polite, and raised his hand and threw the nine Qiankun bags on Mu Zeting's body, signaling him to destroy them quickly.

Although the divine consciousness is erased, and the Qiankun bag itself is also a lot of wealth, but when I think of the endless and strange methods of those monks, I wonder which one of them is not located by the divine consciousness alone.

For the sake of safety, it is most convenient to destroy the corpse!

Sixteen bottles of Gathering Spirit Pill, twelve bottles of Blood Returning Pill, a number of lower-grade spirit stones, a number of low-level spirit grasses, forty-five middle-level spirit grasses, six high-level spirit grasses, and one low-level fairy grass.

As for those spiritual weapons, after glancing at the broken copper and iron on the side, Mo Kongjing sighed slightly, and the regret in his eyes was real.

Most of the spiritual weapons and magic weapons used by the monks are recognized by the Lord, and even if the spiritual weapons and magic weapons of the Lord are recognized, their power is not as good as before. And those who didn't recognize the owner were all disposable goods, and they couldn't pick a single one that could barely be used!

Expressionlessly, the nine bags in his hand were destroyed, Mu Ze moved his gaze to the dazzling things on the ground without changing his face, and before he could take a few glances in front of him, all those things were taken away!

And the initiator walked over and patted him on the shoulder, saying that his things were hers or something, in Mo Kongjing's words, which of the two of us is the same!

So, Mo Kongjing, who successfully flickered things into her hands, was happily carried away, and she didn't have any extra attention to observe someone who was secretly entangled in the fog because of her words.

When the fog cleared, a total of nine monks from both sides were covered with paint, and even the only one of them, the Yuanying monk, was also struck several times.

The eyes of the nine people were half wide, and they were like monkeys who were watched and pointed out by the many immortal cultivators who had rushed to join in the fun.

"Fuck, look at it! Haven't you ever seen a robbery? Look at it again, don't blame Lao Tzu, you're welcome! ”

How could a dead and alive Yuan Infant Monk who was tossed by an unknown sword cultivator in the thick fog stand such a look like looking at a monkey?

After his temper was ignited, he pulled his throat and roared angrily.

The cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period is enough for others to be afraid of, and then look at the two parties who fought except for this Yuan Infant Monk, the rest of the cultivation is not low, and after seeing that there is no excitement to make up, there is no cheap to pick up, and they will scatter in a hurry to do their own things.

(To be continued.) )