0139 The second generation of Jiaodidi
Jun Wuji pursed his lips disdainfully.
A broken storage bag, who is rare.
In the future, if she has the opportunity, she must see what is hidden inside!
She remembered that she saw a picture of very spicy eyes from Rose at that time, and Ji Renjie seemed to be practicing evil skills.
Sure enough, if you don't do it, you won't die.
Last time the timing was wrong, she couldn't completely finish off this white-eyed wolf, and when she went back, it was time to finish it completely.
Jun Wuji thought with a smile, which made Ji Renjie, who was far away in Ning'an City, couldn't help but shudder.
He looked around warily, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.
A sense of crisis always enveloped him, lingering, and made him secretly frightened.
There seemed to be a voice in his head urging him urgentlyโ
Be sure to be fast!
We must improve our strength as soon as possible!
It's too late!
Will die!
The more Ji Renjie thought about it, the more panicked he became, and his face gradually turned pale.
It wasn't the first time he had been gripped by a sense of death, but each time he survived.
This time it was different.
This time, the feeling is much stronger than the previous ones!
Ji Renjie even had a strong intuition, he was really dangerous this time!
But where the danger came from, he couldn't figure it out.
At most, Ning Ancheng has a grudge against him from the Su family, and it is possible to make a move against him.
But he was in Ning'an City, where did the Su family have the courage to attack him, an eighth-order spiritual warrior, in Ning'an City?
Ji Renjie couldn't think of anything, and couldn't help but be a little crazy, what happened!
......
Jun Wuji didn't know how much distress her whim had brought to Ji Renjie.
She's dealing with Xie Liujing right now.
This thing was dissatisfied when he saw Jun Wuji pulling Bai Yushan's corpse.
"That red ribbon can be used as a weapon after dripping blood to recognize the Lord, it can be attacked and defended, it is a good spiritual weapon. โ
Xie Liujing's tone was very calm, but Jun Wuji heard a little grief from it, and he was suddenly thundered with goosebumps.
Hey, this stingy ghost, what does it matter to her to send some dead money!
Anyway, if people are dead, can they still take those things on their bodies to reincarnate?
If she doesn't take it, she will be cheaper for others.
She didn't like it, but he hated it.
Sure enough, it's a delicate second-generation repairer, rare and weird!
In the previous life she remembered, because of the limited resources, which of the dead bodies was not stripped naked and then burned and buried?
Jun Wuji shook his head, and sighed like a little adult: "I know, but I'm also a monk anyway, and I have to pursue a little bit, so I can't keep you raising me, right? โ
Xie Liujing looked at her little hands that kept pulling, and her brows became tighter and tighter: "If you want what you want on them, you can say it directly, you don't have to do it yourself." Xiao Blade, you come. โ
Xiao Jian looked depressed: "...... "What does this have to do with him? That girl wants to make a fortune from the dead, why do you have to let him do it for him!"
Whoever he's hiring, who's messing with whom!
Master, you can't be so partial!
What kind of ecstasy soup did that girl pour you, how can you do this to me!
Xiao Jian was full of grief and indignation, and was plucking up the courage to say nothing, when Xie Liujing's displeased eyes made him feel cold, and his fragile heart kept trembling.
He immediately became honest and began to pull the corpse.
Jun Wuji saw that someone was doing it for him, silently withdrew his hand, and said in his mouth: "Pick it carefully, don't leak it." โ