Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the five or six people, three of them were miscellaneous servants, and their strength was in foundation building and cultivation, while the other three looked at the jade plate on their waists and were disciples of the sect, and their strength was at the Jindan level, and the six people plus the miscellaneous servant who led the way, there were seven people in total.

"What are you looking for me to do?" She asked stunned, with a look of confusion.

One of them stepped forward and pushed with his big hand: "Boy, are you taking all the work of the eighth peak?"

Feng Jiu staggered back, and her feet were caught by another person's outstretched kick, she let out an exclamation, and the whole person fell to the ground and looked at the seven people around her in astonishment.

"Why are you bullying me?"

She said with some grievances, while lowering her eyes, looking sad, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a ghostly light.

Obviously, she didn't bully others, so why did she bully her? She's been so low-key lately, so why do you want to provoke her?

"Get your stuff out! We know that your kid has been very mixed in various peaks recently, and many senior brothers in alchemy have rewarded you with a lot of pills. ”

"I gave away all the pills." She looked up and said, glancing at the man who spoke.

She remembered that this person was a Dan disciple of the Sixth Peak, and his alchemy skills were average, and it was said that he had been in the sect for some years, but he couldn't even assess an alchemist.

"Gave it away? Oh, who are you fooling? Even if you give away the elixir as an errand runner, you will leave some for yourself, and it is impossible to send a fine one. ”

He sneered, stared at Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the ground with his hands on his chest, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and take out the elixir, and also, after the acquaintance goes back, tell the steward to give up the errand of sending the elixir to the eighth peak, otherwise, hum!"

At this time, Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the ground, was thinking in his mind: Cleaned them up? It's not okay to kill them, it's too troublesome, beat them up? This doesn't seem to be very good, because the strength she shows is only to build a foundation, if a foundation building cultivator can really beat up a few monks with the strength of Jindan, it is estimated that the people above will be alarmed.

Then hold your head and let them beat and scold? She doesn't want to eat this kind of loss! Give them some medicine? This can be had.

At this time, Feng Jiu didn't notice that in mid-air not far away, a white figure was flying down from the ninth peak of the imperial sword and heading towards the eighth peak, however, when the figure inadvertently glanced at it, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the ground surrounded by six or seven people, and the figure paused slightly.

Shangguan Wanrong's eyebrows twisted slightly, and her beautiful eyes fell on the place on the mountainside behind her. She only saw it when Edgeworth was standing on a high place and looking down, and if she was down there, she wouldn't have noticed it.

And what made her stop was that the boy who fell to the ground was not the same boy who brought her the elixir that day?

Even in such an alchemy sect, the weak eat the strong, that young man only has the cultivation of building the foundation, and he is just an errand handyman, I am afraid that he should be targeted and bullied by those people.

This was none of her business, and she shouldn't be nosy, but seeing the young man surrounded by people, helplessly sitting on the ground and lonely, her heart couldn't help but soften.

couldn't help but sigh lightly: "It's just a child!"

Thinking of her daughter, if she could see it, she would be as old as this young man.

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