You can't lose anything to lose the momentum, Jiang Xiaomiao came to the stage with a smile, as if he didn't know that this was an unfair battle. She had thought of countermeasures before the big battle, and for this kind of battle where the disparity between the enemy and the enemy was too large, she could only win by using a shameless fighting style.

This girl is a quasi-Dan master, and there are a few good things planted in the space, and it takes no effort to refine some medicinal liquids. I don't have a magic weapon, but there are still a few low-grade spirit stones, and it's always okay to use the spirit stones coated with special medicinal liquid as hidden weapons!

At the beginning of the game, Zhang Jinyuan pounced on Ling Tianzhu with the move of Mount Tai's top, and Jiang Xiaomiao cursed "hooligan" and quickly dodged. A month in the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden was not in vain, she and the monster cubs avoided the cats and cats, and her body was very flexible.

Zhang Jinyuan saw that Ling Tianzhu had dodged his fierce attack and changed his pace, he was not a physique cultivator who only relied on brute force to win. His figure also became agile, wanting to grab Ling Tianzhu. However, Ling Tianzhu was small, and he didn't mind doing something very embarrassing like drilling his crotch. Zhang Jinyuan almost caught him several times, but Jiang Xiaomiao slipped away.

The weak man didn't use the spell and magic weapon first, and Zhang Jinyuan, who was the strongest, naturally wouldn't use it first, so he could only continue to arrest people angrily, and only rely on simple combat skills to fight with Ling Tianzhu. Seeing that Zhang Jinyuan was gradually becoming a little angry, Jiang Xiaomiao suddenly took out a few lower-grade spirit stones dyed with potion from the storage bag and threw them at Zhang Jinyuan, she had already gone to the battle to apply the antidote to her hands.

Under the effect of a hidden weapon coated with special drugs, Zhang Jinyuan fell down without holding on for a few breaths. Ling Tianzhu cheered and jumped, ran to the commander of the Qin Bing battalion and said, "I won, don't compare." ”

Qin Bing's battalion commander's face became darker than the bottom of the pot at this moment, he slapped Ling Tianzhu who jumped to his side down, and immediately rushed forward to check Zhang Jinbao's injuries.

After Jiang Xiaomiao was beaten, he immediately followed behind the commander of the Qin Bing battalion honestly after getting up, and whispered: "The crisp hemp grass juice plus the heart wood juice and the Tie Shulan original solution can make the monks of the Qi Cultivation Layer lose their combat effectiveness in a short period of time. I don't have any magic weapons, and the ones I use as secret weapons are three low-grade spirit stones. Brother Zhang will be fine. It's just that you won't be able to use mana for an hour. ”

The face of the battalion commander of Qin Bing was still black, which made Jiang Xiaomiao furious, and shouted at him: "To fight is to win, we are all soldiers." We are all going to go to the battlefield, and if we encounter an enemy who is much stronger than us, don't we try our best to win in order to save our lives? I'm using a shameless style of play, but I'm not black-hearted. I know that Zhang Jinyuan is my comrade, and I just used paralyzing means, is it still wrong to do this? ”

The commander of the Qin Battalion had a face as black as iron, and reprimanded Ling Tianzhu: "You are wrong, the fault is that your strength is too low. I've decided, there's a spot for you in next month's barracks competition, and I'll see what means you have to sneak attack. If you can do something like this, then I've got a reward! ”

Jiang Xiaomiao was about to cry, unreasonable, unreasonable. This big brother is not presentable, does he have to see himself killed today to be satisfied? Jiang Xiaomiao got angry and ran away. People are so pitiful, they just lost their friends, and they are going to lose a big brother.

The battalion commander of the Qin soldiers had very complicated feelings about Ling Tianzhu, and he didn't want to chase after explaining anything, but after asking Zhang Jinyuan's body with concern, he selected the other two soldiers to participate in the competition between the barracks next month. As for Ling Tianzhu, he hadn't thought of what attitude to use to face him, this kid really had too much potential.

Jiang Xiaomiao hid in his own space and refined two furnaces of elixir. The mood calmed down. She felt that she couldn't understand the battalion commander of Qin Bing, and she was willing to treat him as an elder brother, but unfortunately she still didn't understand this man with a story. It seems that in the future, you can only survive on your own, and earning some spirit stones to improve your cultivation is the last word. I want to be in the Kulun continent back then. I also lived two years of starvation before I slowly lived a life without worrying about food and drink, and now this kind of difficulty is nothing compared to before.

It is Jiang Xiaomiao's nature to be always optimistic, and after she figured it out, she began to get busy, alchemizing and refining pills, and waiting until the 25th day of vacation to sell pills. Then buy elixir to refine better elixir, and strive to break through the seventh layer of qi cultivation as much as possible.

In the evening, Jiang Xiaomiao was busy in his room, and the commander of the Qin Battalion came uninvited, he actually brought something, some roasted demon beast meat, did he come to apologize. Jiang Xiaomiao pouted, forgetting that he was now a black boy, which was very inconsistent.

The commander of the Qin Battalion looked at the aggrieved appearance of the black boy, and couldn't help but stink Jiang Xiaomiao a few words, and said: "You are very bold today, who is pretending to be this pitiful portrait." Eat or not to eat roast demon beast meat, I see that your kid has been in a big deficit recently, so I specially got it for you to make up for it. ”

Jiang Xiaomiao didn't speak, took the roasted demon beast meat and gnawed it violently, venting his grievances on the food, the Divine Beast Void and the instructor in front of him were all bad people, bad people who specialized in bullying little girls.

The battalion commander of the Qin soldiers watched Jiang Xiaomiao finish all the roasted demon beast meat, and then he took out three more pills and said to Jiang Xiaomiao: "Hurry up and break through the seventh layer of Qi cultivation for me in the near future, and I will take you to the puppet valley to fight and see if you have the opportunity to control the puppet." Boy, you are not suitable to be a general, you are too kind-hearted, you are not in charge of the army, being a sapper who manipulates puppets is the best way out for you to leave the God of War Palace in a mess. ”

After the battalion commander Qin Bing finished speaking, he quietly looked at Ling Tianzhu, he thought that Ling Tianzhu would refute and refuse to accept his arrangement, but Ling Tianzhu wiped his mouth and took his elixir and actually accepted it directly with a "thank you".

What is it, is it trust? The battalion commander of Qin Bing was very moved, he patted Ling Tianzhu on the shoulder and said, "Can you give you five days to prepare for the seventh layer of Qi training?" ”

Ling Tianzhu nodded, stretched out his hand again, and said, "I don't have a spiritual root, it takes a lot of spiritual energy to break through, and you still have to give me some spirit stones and pills, I don't have them now, and I will return them to you later." ”

The battalion commander of Qin Bing didn't expect to give Ling Tianzhu three elixirs rich in spiritual energy, and Ling Tianzhu could still reach out and ask him for it. Anyway, this child is also pitiful, he is so poor that he can't even afford to raise the two mongrel demon beasts he brought, so he is put in the back mountain to fend for himself. As a high-level Qi cultivator, he doesn't even have a magic weapon, pitiful, pitiful, just do something good by himself.

In this way, the storage bag of the commander of the Qin Bing battalion was bleeding profusely, and Jiang Xiaomiao asked for five golden pills that only monks could get out, fifty medium-grade spirit stones, and she suddenly had a feeling, Mom, is this the rhythm of being **? (To be continued.) )

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