Tearfully thank you for the monthly pass of the long wind on the summer night, and the peach blossom fan with poisonous Gu for the reward!

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Zhong Zhen suddenly remembered that Xinghua Ancestor seemed to have promised his master the same way, but everyone else had been dead for so many years, and the master would never be able to see Li Huaixu in his life.

This idea is too unlucky, it is a trivial matter to see Meng Laibao in the future, but she doesn't want to die so early, and she plans to become an ancestor, pull Lu Jinyu together, and simply make a sect. There are disciples who worship, eat fragrant and drink spicy food, and those days must be happy and wanton.

After entering the swamp, Zhong Zhen felt that something was wrong, not really seeing or hearing anything, but feeling as if he was being stared at.

She told everyone to be vigilant and ready to fight, still driving the shuttle magic weapon forward. I flew for a few days, but I didn't find anyone who intercepted it.

However, this uncomfortable feeling has not been eliminated, and finally on this day, forty people gathered from all directions and surrounded Zhong Zhen and others.

The person who took the lead was a cultivator in the late stage of soul refining, and there was another cultivator in the early stage of soul refining standing on a long sword and standing beside the cultivator in the late stage of soul refining, who seemed to be a deputy.

The cultivation of the others is not weak, and they are all in the late stage of refining. Forty people divided seven or eight flying magic weapons, blocking all the retreats in all directions.

This is not a gang of bandits, and the backbone of a medium-sized sect is nothing more than that.

From the momentum and cold posture of these people, Zhong Zhen had already sensed that they were not from any sect. Dead soldiers, killers, and people in the army are all cultivators who have been stained with the blood of many people.

All of them were dressed in the same black costumes, with black scarves covering their faces, and they stood on the flying magic weapon, like an iron stake nailed to the ground, and they did not move at all.

Zhong Zhen didn't say a word, carefully checking the demeanor of these people.

The first-stage Soul Refining Late Stage Cultivator spoke, "Is it in your hands?" ”

Zhong Zhen said calmly: "If you are talking about soul cultivation wood. It's not in my hands. ”

The man waved his hand, "Search for me!" ”

"Wait, it's not in my hands, but I know where. You can't find it. There is no need to waste my efforts, how can I carry this rare treasure with my cultivation. I just want to ask one question, and if you do, I'll tell you where the Soul Nourishing Wood is. ”

The man in the lead hesitated. His eyes glanced at the early stage cultivator standing beside him.

Zhong Zhen's face was calm and did not let go of any detail.

"You ask, what's the problem?"

"My question is very simple, it's actually still a question, can I say a few words alone with your senior in the early stage of soul refining?"

There was some confusion in the leader's eyes, how did she see it?

Zhong Zhen suddenly smiled, turned back to Dong Huan behind him and said, "Otherwise, you might as well go over there, anyway, you are already a seventh-level cultivator, and it can be regarded as a late stage, so you won't be ashamed to join the team." ”

Dong Huan's complexion changed. He just reported Zhong Zhen's whereabouts, but he didn't expect to greet him in this way.

The lame man and Dugu Mingzhu were puzzled, could it be that Brother Dong turned out to be a traitor?

The cultivator in the early stage of soul refining stared at Zhong Zhen for a long time, harnessed the flying sword, and swooped out of the crowd and came to the side of the flying shuttle magic weapon.

"I can talk to you." His voice was deep and very nice.

Zhong Zhen said to Dugu Mingzhu very calmly: "Sister Xiaozhu, the flying magic weapon will be handed over to you, they won't touch you, don't worry." ”

With that, she showed a bright smile to the cultivator in the early stage of soul refining. Although it is a laugh, it is full of indescribable desolation. Before everyone could react, she suddenly jumped down from the magic weapon.

It turns out that flying is like this, but it's not really scary to die. Zhong Zhen said silently in her heart. In order to slow down the fall, she spread her arms like a bird, listening to the wind whistling in her ears, and for a moment it seemed so long that she really thought she would fall to the ground and shatter.

Yaoyao heard Dugu Mingzhu and the cripple shouting. No matter how fast the flying magic weapon is, it can't keep up with the speed at which it falls.

However, the speed of the flying sword can catch up.

Zhong Zhen didn't fall to the ground, she was intercepted from mid-air by a cultivator in the early stage of soul refining, put one hand around her waist, and brought her to the flying sword.

She was a little reluctant to accept the warm embrace, took a deep breath, and pushed his arm away. Although he covered his face, and even wore a mask on his face under the black scarf, the smell on his body was still the same as before.

This person is Zhu Ziling.

Zhong Zhen had seen his gesture to the leader before, and he was already sure that it was Zhu Ziling and his party.

What made her feel a little puzzled was that he was already in the early stage of soul refining, and he had not used the soul cultivation wood to advance. What is the reason for this, is there any other use for soul nourishing wood?

A group of people came to rob the Soul Nourishing Wood in front of them, and their intention was very obvious, they didn't want to show their true colors. Then at least one of the four people on the shuttle was the one they didn't want to kill.

Of course, that person is Dugu Mingzhu, and the other three are likely to be killed, or they may be let go. However, after being in the army for so long, the iron-blooded and solemn smell of this group of masked people made Zhong Zhen instantly understand that someone would definitely bleed.

Originally, she thought that it might be someone sent by a royal descendant surnamed Bai, but she was too familiar with Zhu Ziling's figure and his actions. Even if you stand exactly like everyone else, there will be some subtle differences.

Although the person in the late stage of soul refining seemed to be a leader, he casually looked at Zhu Ziling beside him several times.

Zhong Zhen threw out a question, just to see if the person who took the lead would ask for Zhu Ziling's opinion.

If the late-stage Soul Refining cultivator made up his own mind, Zhong Zhen would ask a question that was extremely difficult for him to answer, so that he would have to ask for the intention of the real leader again.

There is no need to spend so much energy at all, Master Zhu's gestures have already exposed everything.

Compared with the gestures that completely made people speechless in Dugu Pocheng, Zhu Ziling had his own set of special gestures. Zhong Zhen had secretly looked at the mine many times, and she could figure out a few of them, but most of them were unknown.

It just so happened that she knew the gesture.

Zhong Zhen stood on the flying sword, the expression on his face was still very desolate, "Master Zhu, it's good that I'm dead, why do you want to save me." ”

The cultivator in the early stage of soul refining was indeed Zhu Ziling, he was silent for a while, and said very flatly: "I haven't gotten the soul cultivation wood yet, I won't let you die." ”

The girl was so bold that she leaped from the flying magic weapon, and if he hadn't caught it, a blur of flesh and blood would have awaited her.

Even if the ground is a swamp, at such a height, the cultivation of the ninth layer of refining spirit will fall to death. Why did she kill herself?

It should be because he is too sad, Zhu Ziling knows it in his heart. He had an indescribable remorse at this time, and he had to do whatever it took to treat his enemies, but was it wrong to be so ruthless and unrighteous to a woman. (To be continued.) )