PS: Chapter 47 is sealed again!

I suspect you're backstabbing me, and if you continue like this, you're going to lose my ......

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After letting Xiao Xun'er see her powerful marksmanship, Chenfeng left the small world with a relaxed face.

"Ling Ying."

The morning breeze called out to the air.

The void twisted, and Ling Ying's figure appeared in front of Morning Wind.

"What does the master command?"

Morrowind glanced at Ling Ying, and his eyes were a little hot for the other party's elusive methods.

Another day, I have time to let him teach himself.

"Xiao Yan, you should be familiar, right?"

Morrowind said.

"Xiao Yan?"

Hearing Chenfeng mention Xiao Yan, Ling Ying had some differences in his eyes, and immediately nodded.

has been by Xiao Xun'er's side for so many years, Xiao Yan can be said to be the Xiao family he is most familiar with.

"Well, there's something you need to do."

Thinking of the ring on Xiao Yan's hand, a sneer appeared at the corner of Chenfeng's mouth.

It's time to get your hands on the medicine dust.

When he first obtained the Soul Control Banner, Morrowind had this idea.

But considering Yaochen's strength, Chenfeng was a little jealous in his heart.

Now, he has the Douzong experience card in hand.

There are also Ling Ying and Zidian Mink, two powerful Douhuang powerhouses.

What's more, it also has a soul control banner that specializes in soul bodies.

With so many hole cards in hand, he is naturally not false at all.

It's time to implement a plan to capture the pharmaceutics.

"Master, please speak." Ling Ying said respectfully.

"Xiao Yan has a black ring on his hand, you go and get it for me tonight."

Morrowind took out a jade bottle from the ring and handed it to Ling Ying.

"This is ecstasy incense, don't let Xiao Yan find out."

Although Ling Ying had some doubts in his heart, he didn't ask too much, respectfully took the jade bottle in Chenfeng's hand, and said, "Obey, master!" ”

"That's right!"

Suddenly remembering something, a smile appeared at the corner of Chenfeng's mouth, and he took out an envelope from the ring.

"Put this at the head of Xiao Yan's bed."

Thinking of the contents of the envelope, Morrowind couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"Go, take the ring at night, and come to me outside the city." Morrowind waved his hand.

"Yes, master!"

Ling Ying nodded, and then the figure slowly disappeared into the room.

"It's up to tonight......"

Morrowind took out the Soul Control Banner and put it in his hand to play with.

Whether or not you can succeed tonight depends on this treasure.

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Time flickered, and it was evening.

Late at night, the bright moon hung high, and the bright moonlight shrouded the entire Xiao family.

On the bed, the young man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his hands posing in front of him with strange handprints, his chest rising and falling slightly, exhaling and inhaling, forming a perfect cycle, and between the breath circulation, there was a faint white air flow along the mouth and nose, burrowing into the body, warming the bones and flesh.

When the young man closed his eyes and cultivated, the simple black ring on his finger once again glowed strangely slightly, and then fell silent...

"Whew..."

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint white glow flashed in his dark eyes, which was the Dou Qi that had just been absorbed and had not been completely refined.

"The fighting spirit that I finally cultivated is disappearing again... Me, I'm grass! ”

Shen Shen sensed his body, Xiao Yan's face suddenly became angry, and his voice scolded a little sharply.

The fists were clenched together, and after a while, Xiao Yan shook his head with a wry smile, crawled out of bed physically and mentally exhausted, and stretched his ankles and thighs, which were a little numb.

With only the aura of a three-stage fight, he didn't have the ability to ignore all kinds of fatigue.

"Forget it, I'm still cultivating a fart, and sleeping ......"

Looking at the sky outside, Xiao Yan was extremely depressed, anyway, his cultivation was in vain, so he simply went to bed directly.

As time passed, a faint snoring gradually sounded in the room.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared outside Xiao Yan's house.

Xiao Yan, who was asleep, was dazed as if he smelled a special fragrance, frowned, and then slept even deeper.

The black shadow came to Xiao Yan's bedside and looked at the black ring in Xiao Yan's hand.

"Why did the master take Xiao Yan's ring? Could it be that there is some mystery in this ring? ”

Thinking of Chenfeng's explanation, he had a trace of vigilance in his heart.

Ling Ying glanced at Xiao Yan, who had fallen asleep, and placed the envelope given to him by Morrowind on his bed, and then directly removed the black ring from his hand.

Glancing at the black ring in his hand, Ling Ying didn't see anything abnormal, and then directly put it away and quickly left the Xiao family.

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Outside Utan, the morning wind appeared in a dark grove.

He held a purple electric mink in his arms, which shimmered purple fluorescent in the bright moonlight.

In order to be able to successfully suppress the medicine dust, Morrowind can be said to be dispatched by the whole army this time.

Thinking of Yaochen's strength, Chenfeng was still a little nervous in his heart.

After all, this old guy is a famous Medicine Venerable, and although he has become a wisp of remnant soul, his strength should not be underestimated.

However, Morrowind glanced at the soul control banner in his hand, and his heart was a little calmer.

No matter what strength you had during your lifetime, as long as you become a soul body, you will have to bow your head in front of this young master's soul control banner.

Suddenly, Morrowind raised his head and looked in the direction of the city gate.

He had sensed that Ling Ying was approaching him.

It should have been a success......

Morrowind's expression froze slightly.

Since there was no big war, it meant that Ling Ying had successfully obtained the ring on Xiao Yan's hand.

Feeling Ling Ying getting closer and closer to him, the corners of Chenfeng's mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

Yaochen should have thought that no one would be able to discover his existence, so he let Ling Ying take off the ring and take it away.

This old guy has always been very confident in his soul power.

"Master!"

A moment later, Ling Ying came directly to Chenfeng.

"Where's the ring?"

Morrowind asked Ling Ying a little impatiently.

"Here."

Ling Ying stretched out his hand, and a black ring was lying quietly in his hand, emitting a faint glow under the moonlight, which looked like an ordinary ring.

Who would have thought that there would be a powerful soul body hidden in this?

Xiao Yan was sucked into the fighting spirit for three years, and he didn't notice it at all.

Morrowind didn't reach out to take the ring from Ling Ying's hand, but instead took a few steps back.

After maintaining a safe distance, Morrowind shouted at the ring, "Yaochen, how long do you want to hide, do you need me to ask you out?" ”

Ling Ying: "??? ”

Hearing Chenfeng's words, Ling Ying was suddenly confused, looked at Chenfeng with some confusion, and then looked at the black ring in his hand.

Is the master talking to the ring?

However, in the next moment, the doubt on Ling Ying's face quickly turned into shock.

I saw the black ring in his hand, and a wisp of white eyes suddenly appeared, and then an illusory old voice was revealed.

Seeing this scene, Ling Ying's eyelids jumped, and he almost threw the ring in his hand directly.

(End of chapter)