Yang He saw that the two of them reached a consensus and went to the side hall, and suddenly a look of adultery between the two of them followed forward.

The side hall is not far away, jumping over the main hall and passing through a marble cloister.

After the three of them sat down, Chu Yuanyang spoke: "Senior Brother Qiu, I just heard that you and Senior Brother Yang are discussing, and the person who issued the notice of the reward for the hydra snake gall came to inquire, can this matter be resolved?"

"No, I didn't. Although Qiu Yi didn't know what she meant, he was sure that what she mentioned next was definitely related to this matter: "The person who unveiled the notice has not yet appeared. ”

"If I say, I have hydra snake gall, can I receive the reward reward?" Chu Yuanyang lowered his voice.

"Oh? Qiu Yi couldn't help but stare at Chu Yuanyang with a straight face.

The woman in front of her is not very old, although her face is astringent, but she is not immature, and the calmness and indifference revealed between her eyebrows are not like the bearing she should have at this age.

Yang He sat on the side, his mouth wide open in surprise.

Obviously, Chu Yuanyang would have the snake gall of the nine-headed snake in his hands, which was beyond his expectations.

Chu Yuanyang nodded undeniably: "Can't it?"

"Naturally!" Qiu Yi said secretly in his heart: It turned out that he also had a time when he looked away, but he didn't expect that the little girl who had only cultivated at the third level of qi refining had the snake gall of a nine-headed snake on her body.

"The reward is going to go through you...?" Chu Yuanyang asked directly.

Qiu Yi stretched out the folding fan in his hand, fanned it a few times gracefully, and said casually: "The reward is stored in the Imperial Temple, you only need to take out the reward, and after I confirm that it is correct, I will hand over the reward to you." ”

Chu Yuanyang lowered his eyes and pondered, and after a while, he took out the snake gall from the storage money bag.

The snake gall was not boxed, just lying empty in the palm of her hand.

Qiu Yi was stunned, and then quickly took out a palm-sized brown wooden box and carefully packed the snake gall into it.

Then he complained: "Senior sister is confused, this thing was taken out from the body of the nine-headed snake, and it can't be exposed for a long time, otherwise it will lose its effect." ”

Chu Yuanyang didn't know anything about these common senses, so he could only hide them with a smile at the moment.

Yang He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, paced beside Chu Yuanyang in small steps, and grabbed Chu Yuanyang's arm: "Where did you get this thing?"

You must know that even if you are a person who has built a foundation and cultivated at the ninth layer, you are not sure that you will take away the snake gall of the nine-headed snake.

She is just a little girl with a third level of qi refining, and her innate qualifications are not high, and she is dressed plainly, not like a person who can own such a thing.

Chu Yuanyang's eyes flickered, and his face sank.

"Senior Brother Yang must not be unreasonable, have you forgotten the rules of the Imperial Temple?" Qiu Yi scolded.

"Naturally remember!" Yang He let go of his hand and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it just that you can't ask where it comes from? ”

Chu Yuanyang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if she really asked her to make up the origin of the snake gall, she really couldn't make it up.

However, this imperial temple is really not ordinary, and the formal is comparable to that of a national enterprise, and everything is implemented according to the system.

After rejecting Yang He's kindness and getting the due reward, Chu Yuanyang came out of the Imperial Temple and slowly left with the griffin.

After she left, the two greyfriars exchanged glances and followed without hesitation.

snatched Park Zan's notice reward, and Chu Yuanyang didn't feel guilty at all.

They invited her to join, but they also had the intention of sending her to death, everyone used each other, in this case, why can't they do what is beneficial to themselves?

"Boy, Lao Tzu took a fancy to your sword, which is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes, so you obediently handed over the sword. ”

"Yes, hand over the sword quickly, and our Senior Brother Liu will be merciful and let you go, otherwise you will have good fruit to eat. ”

As soon as Chu Yuanyang returned to the street he had passed, he saw a group of people gathered in a group and shouted loudly.

Ignoring the 'bustle' over there, he raised his legs without squinting and continued to walk forward.

"Get out!"

At this time, a faint and extremely low sound came from the crowd.

The voice did not have a trace of emotional ups and downs, as if it was an intelligent robot without emotion.

Chu Yuanyang paused and stopped to look.

Looking for the gap between people, I saw the young man sitting on the ground with an expressionless face in black.

"Yo he! You kid has a kind, if Lao Tzu doesn't teach you a lesson today, write the surname upside down!"

A bare-armed man, shaking the muscles of his body, pulled out a giant long knife that was tall behind him.

The crowd, fearing that it would harm them, immediately dispersed and stood from a distance to watch.

The black-clothed young man sitting on the ground didn't even raise his eyelids, obviously not taking the bare-chested man in his eyes.

Chu Yuanyang also retreated with the crowd, and was very surprised.

If it is said that the cultivation of the young man in black is higher than that of the bare-chested man, the bare-chested man will never stupidly step forward to provoke.

But if the cultivation of the young man in black is not as good as that of a shirtless man, how can he still be so calm, can he rely on it?

The aura of slaughter came to his face, and the bare-chested man slashed away with his sword.

The young man in black still sat on the ground and never moved for half a minute.

At this time, a powerful spiritual power was pressed down, dissipating the sword qi wielded by the bare-chested man.

The bare-chested man was pushed by the powerful spiritual power and almost fell.

"How daring, dare to be in the sphere of influence of my Imperial Temple, and go wild in the streets?"

This deliberately infused aura sounded, and the blood in Chu Yuanyang's chest churned when he listened, and a mouthful of blood rushed straight to his throat bone.

She swallowed the blood that was about to spurt out.

The bare-shouldered man was not as arrogant as Fang Cai's face, and he was replaced with a humble and flattering appearance.

"It's a little bold, and for a while, I hope that the senior brother of the Imperial Temple will forgive my sins!"

This time he was unlucky, he just happened to run into someone in the Imperial Temple, in the past, even if there was a fight in other towns, he didn't see the people in the Imperial Temple come out to stop it, but today I'm afraid it's not a coincidence, and he happened to be bumped into.

It's no wonder that this black-shirted kid who built the sixth layer of the foundation and cultivated dared to have nothing to fear in front of his seventh-layer cultivation, I am afraid that he would have noticed that the people in the Imperial Temple were here early.

"Hmph, I see that you don't take the Imperial Temple seriously at all, and if I spare you today, I am afraid that such evil deeds will happen in the future. ”

At this moment, from a two-story restaurant upstairs, a monk in a gray shirt jumped.

The gray-shirted monk was about forty years old, with a plain appearance, a white face, and a solemn and upright appearance.

Seeing that the gray-clothed monk looked businesslike, the bare-chested man fell to the ground in fright, waved his hand and shook his head again and again to promise: "The little one doesn't dare, he doesn't dare anymore!"

The people around the theater had the intention to laugh, but under the pressure of the high monks, most of them didn't even dare to take a breath.

The gray-shirted monk was unmoved, his hands sealed, and an aura turned into a stream of air and struck towards the bare-chested man.

The bare-shouldered man wanted to block it, but the attack sent out by Brother Jindan could not be blocked by him as a foundation monk.

"Squirt!"

The bare-chested man was swept out of the airflow several feet away, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, although there was fear in his eyes, but more hatred and resentment.