"Below, Zhang Xiong. The tired boy gasped.

Yu Heng. Yu Heng said with a smile.

A day later, Zhang Xiong was holding a jade green square box in his hand, and his face was a little distracted: "Master, third senior brother?"

Jian Feng's first seat stared at the jade square box and said, "According to the meaning of the third child." ”

Four people go, three people go back......

Jian Feng, Lu Xiaowang bowed to the green jade box, and Lu Xiaowang looked deeply at the dozen or so earth graves, "Jian Feng Jiang Han." "Remember the →m.\B\iq\u\g\\o\m for you to read the novel in a second.

"Jian Feng Miao. ”

"Jianfeng Shenyan. ”

"Jianfeng Nongye. ”

............

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, these are all senior brothers he has never met, from a distance, the elder's graves are also faintly dozens, Zhang Xiong muttered to himself at the green jade box: "After my uncle and aunt return to old age for a hundred years, I will send you back." ”

Cultivation was originally a struggle to find a glimmer of life in the nine deaths in the midst of thousands of dangers and evils.

The first seat of the split peak had a gloomy face and warned the several disciples under the seat to cultivate diligently, and the young man heard that Yu Heng had died, and his face was also a little lonely, and Wufeng also urged the disciples under the seat not to fall into cultivation, not only because of Yu Heng's matter, but also because of the barbarian palace that was about to move.

Ping Feng, Refining Pavilion.

A slightly chubby young man took a bronze sword from Mu Lingzi's hand, the bronze sword was cold and shining, the cold light was dazzling, it was by no means a blunt edge, the slightly chubby young man looked at the bronze sword, and he was distracted for a long time. Recommended ReadingTV//

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?" Yu Heng said coldly to the young man in silk clothes.

"That's what we saw first. A slightly chubby young man beside Yu Heng looked at a "phoenix grass" under the soil and rock, and said angrily.

"Brother Yi wants to compete with you. The silk-clothed young man beside him sneered, and the silk-clothed young man looked at Yu Heng with a faint fear in his eyes.

"Is it you, Young Master Cao, whose fate is hanging by a thread?" The slightly chubby young man didn't seem to be a vegetarian, and he was also very worried about that incident.

"Your Excellency?" Yu Heng said with a sneer.

"A sword knows autumn, easy autumn. The young man in silk said a little arrogantly between his eyebrows.

Yu Heng was surprised, glanced at Cao Hua again, and said, "What is Brother Dao looking for me, is it really as that person said?" That naturally refers to Cao Hua.

Yi Qiu nodded undoubtedly, Cao Hua suddenly took out a fairy grass from his arms, and the slightly chubby young man exclaimed, "This is a stone orchid?"

Cao Hua sneered and said, "Bet." ”

Yu Heng glanced at the fairy grass and smiled, and finally nodded.

Seeing that Yu Heng agreed, the chubby young man put the fairy grass not far from the two of them in full view of everyone.

That Yi Qiu didn't say a word, but also came out with a sword, Yu Heng was also the patina sword in his hand, Yi Qiu held the silver sword in his hand, jumped up, the cold sword came from a high place, Yu Heng snorted coldly: "Pull out the clouds and see the moon." Hardly catching up with that sword, Yi Qiuying retreated, Yi Qiu was startled, and couldn't help but look at Yu Heng a few times, but he was even more excited, he stabilized his body and went away with the horizontal sword, the sword qi tore in, Yu Heng jumped over, and the old patina sword also went to that Yi Qiu from a high place, accompanied by a "moon in a haystack", the old patina sword was close to that Yi Qiu, Yi Qiu was angry, and said: "Canglong out of the water." The two did not back down from each other, and the sound of cold swords was uninterrupted.

Yi Qiu laughed, the two glanced at each other, and they went to the "phoenix tail grass" together, it seems that there is no distinction between superior and inferior for a long time, and it also makes both of them have the idea of winning the fairy grass first.

Yu Heng also smiled happily, Cao Hua saw that the two of them were going to the phoenix grass, and the original intention of the thought was to teach Yi Qiu a good lesson to Yu Heng, but he couldn't imagine that Yi Qiu couldn't bear him, if Yi Qiu won the "phoenix grass", it would be fine, if Yu Heng got the "phoenix grass", he would steal the chicken and not lose the rice, Cao Hua gritted his teeth, and suddenly took the two of them to the fairy grass, which was to his own "stone orchid".

Although the chubby boy himself had the heart to be wary of this Cao Hua, he put the "stone orchid" not far from the two, and he didn't expect this Cao Hua to really do this ugly thing in the eyes of everyone, the chubby boy was not paying attention to a step down, even Yu Heng was also a stagnant, seeing that Cao Hua was about to succeed, the chubby boy was in a hurry, the chubby boy went away with a sword, Cao Hua walked by, but then a fire charm of the chubby boy burned the "stone orchid" to ashes in Cao Hua's resentful eyes.

Yu Heng couldn't help laughing, this slightly chubby young man was hurting others and not benefiting himself, at this time, Yi Qiu also stopped, and Cao Hua shouted: "Brother Yi, are you about to take that "phoenix grass"?"

Yi Qiu was a little disdainful, and said coldly to Cao Hua: "What about the bet?" Then Yi Qiu bowed to Heng, and then turned to leave, Cao Hua's face turned pale, and he didn't want to stay longer.

The chubby young man immediately took down the "anchovy grass" and gave it to Yu Heng, Yu Heng looked at the chubby young man named Zhang Xiong and couldn't help but smile.

A slightly chubby young man looked at a young man in a green shirt opposite, his face was ugly, and he told Jiang Fan the origin of the elixir in his hand.

"So, this anchovy grass means a lot to me, and I can't give it to you, even if you're trying to save people. It turned out that it was Zhang Xiong who told Jiang Fan about his past just now.

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, his expression changed slightly, this elixir originally had such a origin, he originally wanted to exchange it for a high price, but now it seems that it is not feasible, but it is about Sun Xin'er, and he can't give up easily.

"Even if you are the Phantom Guardian of the Fifth State Lord's Mansion, I can't hand over this elixir to you, Senior Brother Yu Heng is dead, this is a relic left by him, it means a lot to me!" Zhang Xiong's face struggled, but he quickly showed firmness.

It is impossible for him not to worry about it, after all, Jiang Fan is a phantom guard, but he is one of the elite warriors of the fifth state lord, he is just an ordinary monk, an ordinary sect monk, he definitely can't afford to provoke, and even he doesn't know why Jiang Fan knows that he has anchovy grass here, and he is sincerely afraid of the fifth state lord's mansion, how did they know this kind of information, is the entire fifth state domain right under their noses, and nothing can be hidden from them, it is very likely, this slightly chubby young man can't help but think.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became.

Although he often heard that the Phantom Guards were all Yuanshen monks, but now it seems that Jiang Fan is only the ninefold peak of the Destiny Mansion, although it is only a line apart, but the difference is far, far away, it is not a level at all, but this is the definition of cultivation, Zhang Xiong believes that since Jiang Fan can enter the Phantom Guardian with the cultivation of the Destiny Mansion, there must be something extraordinary, and the strength is probably much higher than he imagined, and it is by no means comparable to the ordinary Ninefold Cultivator of the Destiny Mansion.

Jiang Fan's expression changed, "I see, then do you know that there is anchovy grass there?"

Jiang Fan still couldn't do the act of snatching after all, Zhang Xiong's face softened slightly, "Before, we found this elixir in Phoenix Valley. ”

"Phoenix Mountain?" Jiang Fan nodded, his figure slowly faded and disappeared in place.

Zhang Xiong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

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