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She did it on purpose, deliberately letting the fat girl appear, deliberately letting them see the fat girl eating, so that they would know that they were afraid, and they would know everything and say everything. ~

"Where's the ink-dyed brocade?" She walked over, looked at them without blinking, and asked softly.

"Ink ...... Sister Mo...... And didn't come. One of them replied boldly, his eyes wandering in mid-air for the ghost sword butterfly that had disappeared into the void, and he couldn't see it, beads of sweat came out, and his face was full of fear.

People always have an inexplicable fear of things that are invisible and exist.

"Didn't you come along? I've seen you with her all the time! Think about it, how many days have you been with us? Five days or six days? She tilted her head sideways, her eyes full of seriousness, as if she was really thinking about this question of time.

"We just want to rob your storage bags, we don't mean to hurt you, don't believe you go ask your cousin, she can prove it!" Someone else spoke, and said something in a confession.

"My cousin?" Ink dyed clothes smiled, "How can she prove it?" Her voice was soft and glutinous, making people sound very comfortable, as if the fear just now had dissipated a lot.

"We promised her that we wouldn't hurt you!" The youngest said in a hard voice, as if what a kind thing it was.

Ink-dyed clothes chuckled, Qin Zhiqing couldn't help laughing, and the other three looked at him as if they were looking at an idiot.

"In other words, I'm not going to hurt her, but I'm going to hurt me, yes or no?" Qin Zhiqing asked with a smile. She smiled so beautifully, so bright and delicate, that people were reluctant to take their eyes off.

"What did ink dyeing brocade tell you? Not a word is missing. Speak with me. The ink-dyed clothes were still soft-spoken, but with a bit of unquestionable firmness.

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When the four of them complemented each other and finished talking about the interaction between them and the ink dyed brocade, the ink dyed clothes lost interest first.

Ink dyed brocade is planning to do something with this waste. If only they'll succeed, if she can get hurt by this waste. Or consume some true yuan, I'm afraid that her cousin who was ready for Huang Que to be behind has already appeared at this time.

Her ghost sword butterfly stabilized the jade sword butterfly of the ink-dyed brocade, if the two of them quarreled, the ink-dyed brocade would undoubtedly lose, but her own cultivation was slightly weaker than that of this cousin, as long as the jade sword butterfly could entangle the ghost sword butterfly for a while, it would buy her enough time. There was a slight difference on her side, and the results were self-evident.

But obviously, Mo Dye Jin misestimated her strength, and she didn't expect Qin Zhiqing's ...... Worth.

The handful of talismans, no matter how she threw them out, she looked a little hairy, she would rather bump into a powerful woman than a crazy woman, in the eyes of ink-dyed clothes, Qin Zhiqing's fighting method was really a little "crazy".

The two encounters in a row didn't wear much out of them. It really takes a lot of effort to solve these useless people.

She wanted to solve the ink dyeing brocade once and for all, but she couldn't catch her sore feet, and these four people were telling the truth. She can distinguish it, and so can others, just coveting Hanjing, she can't dye the ink brocade, and if she can't crush her to death in righteousness, it's just a label of sisters of the same clan, but the ink dyes brocade.

And how about Qin Zhiqing, it is not under the jurisdiction of her Yuqi Peak, to put it mildly, even if Qin Zhiqing dies at the hands of these people, Yuqi Peak and Chaoyang Peak will still be what they should be, Chaoyang Peak will never come to the door because of the life and death of an outer disciple, Qin Zhiqing may be very valued, but as long as she is in the outer gate for a day, she is not a real descendant of Chaoyang Peak, life and death, heh, it doesn't matter very much.

The same is true for her ink-dyed clothes, so the outer disciples like them will fight for blood, to grab the head, and think about building a foundation, sometimes, people want to fight for a breath, how strong the foundation building period is, maybe they don't know it yet, but the two extreme treatments, the difference between the inner and outer doors in the sky and the earth, are enough to make this breath difficult to swallow, like a fish in the throat!

"Ahh

A few screams sounded, and the ink-dyed clothes turned back suddenly, only to see that the four people who were tied up to death were either pierced through the heart by a sword, or their heads were cut off, and Qin Zhiqing, holding a long sword, trembled lightly with a sword in her hand, and blood splashed on her dress, she seemed to be unconscious, only a pair of wonderful eyes, flashing with a complex and obscure light, and faintly with a bit of irrepressible madness. ~

For a long time, Qin Zhiqing didn't make any follow-up actions, and the fat girl watched the ghosts floating out of the sky and the earth, smashing her mouth, turning around, and simply not looking.

The ink-dyed clothes lowered their eyes, raised them again, their long eyelashes trembled for a while, and finally without saying anything, they sacrificed a fireball talisman and burned those people clean.

Does she use her words and actions to influence a person?

Obviously, Qin Zhiqing would be afraid after killing people before, but now this kind of love is gradually moving away from her.

But even if Qin Zhiqing didn't do it, she wouldn't leave them alive.

What about a peak? Together with the sisters of the clan, they can turn against each other.

Mo Shi'an's experience is on the one hand, on the other hand, she hopes to give Mo Dye Nishiki a wake-up call, it is best not to trouble her again, at least, not before the ten years of going down the mountain......

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Mo Dye Yi opened his eyes and took a long breath, the matter of cultivation is really not to advance or retreat, it has been delayed for more than two months, and there is a lot of sluggishness in the practice, no wonder Qin Zhiqing and his face are paralyzed, and they both choose to swallow the elixir, not just to recover quickly.

Since that day they were separated from Qin Zhiqing at Izumo Peak, the two of them each rented a flying spirit beast to return to their own peak, and it has been three days.

For three days, as usual, she still lived the same life as before, practicing, making talisman paper, making powder, and drawing talismans......

The days when she walked out of the Hanjing mining area were like a world away, as if they were far away from her all of a sudden, and it had never happened.

She heard that Qin Zhiqing came back and closed the retreat, nominally to impact the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, but in fact, I am afraid that only the two of them know.

The events of that day had a great impact on her, especially her state of mind, which was not in a lot of turmoil, and even she, a little monk at the fourth level of the Qi refining period, felt it, which showed that it was so bad that if she couldn't sort it out in time, she was afraid that there would be a lot of inappropriateness in the future.

It took her two days to calm down before she calmed down and performed her luck, but it was not that she was shocked like Qin Zhiqing, but the more she thought about Mo Dyeing Jin's actions, the more angry she became.

The death of the four unlucky eggs did not have the slightest ripple, as if there had never been such a person, she really admires the ink dyeing brocade now, and she is quite calm, thinking about how she used to be so old, how could she have so many scheming, and she still sat in the classroom and honestly followed the teacher to read the textbook.

The silence of the ink dyeing brocade is a wise move, once the trouble starts, it will only be her own who will suffer, after all, she still has Qin Zhiqing by her side to help her testify, and bite the ink dyeing brocade for a few words, saying that she collaborated with those people to make money and kill people, and the credibility is still relatively high, of course, this kind of rumor can't hurt the muscles and bones, she can only ask for a bargain, which does not match the consistent style of the ink dyeing clothes, she prefers to be a gourd with a sawed mouth on weekdays, and at a critical time, take a bite......

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Ink dyed clothes have been practicing the golden armor shield talisman recently, and the price of defensive talismans is higher than that of offensive talismans, and she wants to generate income from all aspects, and she can't let go of any of them.

The metallic true element is more difficult to control than the true element of other attributes, and those sharp metallic true elements converge on the talisman pen, and if you are not careful, you may destroy the entire talisman from the inside out.

She was careful and careful, but she still scrapped countless of them, except for the sable talisman pen that she was getting more and more comfortable with, there was no more talisman pen to use.

After thinking about it for a while, she decided not to wait for the business to come to her door, but to take the initiative to attack and peddle her fine iron hoe in the name of refining, but actually shot the primary power rune!

Originally, this sells things, the most particular about a word of mouth, it is best to pass on ten, ten to hundred, word of mouth, like her rejuvenation is like this, no matter how much you put out, of course, she will not do it endlessly, this thing is more, it does not seem rare and precious, in the eyes of people, it will naturally fall, and the supply will always be better than the supply.

However, there are currently only two users of this "processed" fine iron hoe, one is her, and the other is a paralyzed face.

Let's not say that the paralyzed face has never come back from the mining area, even if she does, I'm afraid I won't help her advertise and promote Shenma.

And what she said was obviously suspected of selling and boasting, and she couldn't be accurate.

In this way, it seems that there is only one way to promote yourself.

Calculate the time, tomorrow is the day of Izumo Peak's teaching, whether it is selling mine hoes or buying materials, only there is the most suitable place, yes, even if she is unwilling in her heart, she still has to run this experience.

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The next day, the ink-dyed clothes jumped on the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane, and arrived at the Beast Control Hall without dissipating the tea, handed over the spirit stone to sit on the sky-covering lark, and flew towards Izumo Peak.

The Izumo Peak near the Jade Ruler Peak on the left, is the first peak of the Hanyu Palace in addition to the Guanghan Peak, which has the name of Izumo, it is said that from the top of the Izumo Peak downward, the sea of clouds is all at the feet, just think about it, I feel fascinated, but unfortunately except for the inner disciples, no one can enjoy this kind of beautiful scenery, for the ink dyed clothes, this thought is just a flash of spiritual light by chance, and I have not taken it to heart.

The closer you get to Izumo Peak, the more people on the same road, like the ink dyed clothes, the majority of the flying spirit beasts who borrowed the beast control hall, a small number of them came with flying spirit tools, and the spirit stones on it were glowing with brilliance and smeared all over the body, looking at it from a distance, like a luminous body, a few people were flying with the sword, sassy and heroic, extraordinary, fluttering clothes, free and extraordinary, this outstanding few people are the real focus, or bright or dark looking at the past of the people, their eyes are full of admiration. (To be continued)