Where did the two goods of Jin Er, who was ashamed to say that he wanted people to die earlier?

Xiaohuo was full, and quietly returned to the square space. Feng Xiaoqiang visibly heard it burp.

Nothing to do with it! Feng Xiaoqiang laughed and scolded in his heart.

A few people returned to the inn, and Feng Xiaoqiang immediately took out a three-grade healing pill and gave Xiao Feng and them a bottle each, each bottle filled with ten pills.

Xiao Feng: "······"

Mo Qianxun: "······"

Lu Hai: "······"

Lin Yan: "······"

The little weak are so proud, how can they reciprocate!

Why is it that Xiao Xiaoxiao always has an endless elixir in that rusty broken storage ring?

In order to hide the secret of the space, Feng Xiaoqiang put all the refined pills in the storage ring. Although the storage ring is broken, it has a fatal attraction to Xiao Feng and others.

Several people recovered for the night and left Tianfu City early the next morning.

Five days later, Feng Xiaoqiang followed Xiao Feng and the four of them to Baiyun Mountain, the location of the Fu Sect.

Baiyun Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and it looks like a fairyland on earth from a distance.

The building of Fuzong is magnificent, highlighting the momentum and status of a large sect. It opened the eyes of Feng Xiaoqiang, a country girl who had never seen the world, and couldn't help but secretly marvel in her heart.

Especially when the golden-winged flame tiger entered the main peak of the inner gate, a rich aura came to her face, Feng Xiaoqiang's spirit was shocked, she took a deep breath, and the fatigue of the journey in the past few days was swept away.

Cultivating in a place with such a strong aura will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. Feng Xiaoqiang decided that he must be promoted to at least one level here before leaving.

The Golden-winged Flame Tiger rested on a wide platform. The platform is the size of a football field.

There were several Fu Sect disciples dressed in cyan costumes who were practicing talisman skills. Seeing the Golden-winged Flame Tiger falling, he heard someone shouting, "Senior Brother is back." ”

So several Fu Sect disciples came over one after another.

The Golden-winged Flame Tiger put down a few people, got Xiao Feng's permission, and went back to his cave to rest.

"Senior brother, whose child did you abduct?" A tall, thin young disciple with a handsome face said with a smile.

Feng Xiaoqiang has been malnourished since he was a child and has not developed well. Although her skin has turned white after cutting her tendons and washing the marrow, she still looks like a thin and sickly porcelain doll girl who is less than ten years old.

"Yang Ziqian, how do you speak? The little weak pity is the little sister we recognize. Mo Qianxun's tone was a little cold. He seems to dislike Yang Ziqian very much.

Xiao Feng didn't seem to hear Yang Ziqian's ridicule, and said, "Let me introduce you, this is the little sister we recognized outside." Feng is weak. Then he introduced several people led by Yang Ziqian one by one.

There are seven disciples under the throne of Honghualong, the deputy sect leader of the Fu Sect, the eldest disciple Yang Ziqian, the second disciple Qingyun, the third disciple Shi Da, the fourth disciple Fan Ming, the fifth disciple Meng Ke, the sixth disciple Jia Chao, and the seventh disciple Li Xiaoxing. But Li Xiaoxing was not present.

As soon as Xiao Feng finished his introduction, he heard a soft voice: "Brother Xiao Feng, you are back!" ”

Everyone turned around, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wearing a pink Liuxian skirt moved lightly and came over. Behind him was none other than Li Xiaoxing, the seventh disciple of Hong Hualong.

Exquisite makeup, gorgeous costumes, and just the right demeanor all bring out the beauty and nobility of the girl. Compared with Feng Xiaoqiang, who was dressed simply and plainly, it was simply a white cloud in the sky and mud on the ground.

"Hong Lingyu, the pearl of Vice Sect Master Hong." Lin Yan whispered in Feng Xiaoqiang's ear.

"Brother Xiao Feng, who is this beautiful little sister?" Hong Lingyu smiled softly and walked over to Feng Xiaoqiang.

Her smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, and Feng Xiaoqiang felt a strange feeling in her heart. Somehow, she didn't like this girl who looked kind and gentle. As for what she doesn't like about Hong Lingyu, she can't say for a while.

"The little sister we recognized outside, Feng is weak." Mo Qianxun said, with a sense of alienation in his words.

"Pity the little sister! I'm Hong Lingyu, you can call me Sister Lingyu. ”

Hong Lingyu immediately stepped forward affectionately, wanting to pull Feng Xiaoqiang's hand, but Feng Xiaoqiang flashed sideways and hid behind Lin Yan.

Hong Lingyu's face stiffened, and then she smiled: "Weak sister, this is a part of me!" Come, this set of jade jewelry inlaid with gold beads is given to you, which can be regarded as a meeting gift for my sister! ”

Hong Lingyu took out a brocade box with a set of jeweled jewelry inside.

[More exciting, stay tuned!] 】

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