Chapter 82: A Slap in the Face for You

The middle-aged man in charge of the affairs looked at him and said again and again: "I said young man, didn't you say it earlier, do what you can." I can tell you, don't try to leave while you're injured, as long as you have a breath of air, you can send them all to the docks. Come on, look at how many doors he has passed. ”

The disciples who had already finished the examination were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

The steward urged, "What's the matter?" Ask you how many doors. ”

"Nine...... Ninety-nine-nine......"

"What? He straightened his tongue and said. ”

The little disciple hurriedly said: "Those who have killed eight gates have opened nine gates, and even the demon beasts of nine gates have ...... Kill three ...... too"

Bang dang......

The steward's head was buzzing, and he was so happy that he didn't know what day it was.

Opened nine doors?

In the past hundred years, in addition to Jun Mochen, there has finally been another disciple who has opened nine doors......

"Ahem......"

After taking Qi Xuan's medicine, Bai Qinghua coughed up a mouthful of blood and became clearer.

It was only then that the master in charge woke up.

"Get out of the way, I'll take a look." He immediately squatted down to give Bai Qinghua a pulse, and took the results he had worked so hard for, if he was seriously injured and died, the sect master would kill him.

This time I found that he was indeed seriously injured.

This injury is not fatal, but people are rare Tianjiao, and the Soul Restoration Pill that he has prepared for many years has finally come in handy.

The master in charge did not hesitate to give Bai Qinghua the best medicine to eat, the speed of blood return was not blown, but after a few breaths, Bai Qinghua's face was ruddy, and the wounds on his body were no longer painful, and they were healing.

"Bai Qinghua is it, a person from Luofeng City in Southern Xinjiang, nineteen years old this year, the cultivation of the Yellow Order of the True Martial Initial Realm. Okay, good, really young and promising. ”

The master in charge had already smiled like a flower, "My name is Weng Qizheng, you can call me Uncle Weng." ”

Bai Qinghua got up again and again and thanked him: "Thank you Uncle Weng for giving medicine to the disciple." ”

Weng Qizheng smiled: "No thanks, that medicine will expire if you don't take it." ”

“……”

Qi Xuan worshiped and said enviously: "Brother Bai, you are so powerful, after eight gates, you have opened nine doors, I heard that there have been two of them in the past hundred years." ”

Bai Qinghua wanted to be modest, but suddenly thought of something, and suddenly exclaimed: "What about Xiaoxiao?" ”

Away from Xiaoxiao?

"She hasn't come out yet?" Bai Qinghua looked at a closed door.

Weng Qizheng suddenly realized, slapped his thigh and said, "Oops, that girl won't be dead in there, right?" ”

Oh my God, there won't be another one to open the nine doors, and the remaining half of his life will be thrown out, right?

But the life-saving Soul Resurrection Pill is only one, and it has already been eaten.

"Someone's coming!" Weng Qizheng was in a hurry.

"You, hurry up and take my waist card to the Haoyue West Order to ask for a Soul Rejuvenation Pill, quick!"

As soon as the words fell, the door was opened with a bang, and Xiaoxiao stepped out step by step with delusions in her hand and covered in blood.

Because it was hand-to-hand combat, she looked much more scary than Bai Qinghua.

The whole person seemed to be lifted out of a bucket of blood, and with every footprint, the blood flowed to the ground.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Bai Qinghua was shocked, and stepped forward to pick her up in a few steps.

Li Xiaoxiao, who was physically and mentally exhausted, didn't see people clearly at all, and her spirit was still highly tense, and her knee-jerk reaction was a slap in the face.

"What? Look for death! ”

Everyone: "......"

Bai Qinghua endured the pain in her face, "You, you...... You're not...... It's all hurt like this......"

Li Xiaoxiao glanced at him and said, "The small injury is not my blood." With so many people watching, what are you doing? Don't put me down yet. ”