Wang Zhao didn't stay too long immersed in the fantasy world where he found himself trapped in a book.

Preconceived, everything she has experienced in the past comes to life. In Wang Zhao's heart, this is a mature different world. And not a book to pass the time of boredom.

Wang Zhao and Chalian went to Rongcheng together, and after Rongcheng, they went to Wang's house.

The monks of Rongcheng live together with mortals, and mortals love the market life, so it is very lively here.

Several people shuttled through the city, Wang Zhao looked at the fireworks in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.

There was a sick old man on the side of the road, who seemed to be seriously ill. In the eyes of the monks, the diseases of mortals are not more than Er'er, and most of the pains are just a monk's rejuvenation pill.

Cha Lian looked at the old man's unbearable pain, turned to Wang Yue and asked, "Senior sister, do you have a rejuvenation pill?"

Wang Yue did have a top-grade rejuvenation pill, but she was not willing to give it to the old man, so she pretended not to have it and shook her head.

Wang Zhao has heard that everything in the world has a fixed number, and what you think is a good cause may not be as you see, and sometimes it is just a blind eye. Therefore, who knows whether a rejuvenation pill is good or bad for the elderly?

Therefore, Wang Zhao did not want to give the Rejuvenation Pill to the old man. Unexpectedly, the old man actually bowed down and moved to Wang Zhao's side step by step.

He begged bitterly: "Immortal Chief, save me, I still have a grandson to raise." ”

After all, Wang Zhao is the successor of socialism who grew up under the education of core values, and she really can't bear to turn a blind eye, besides, giving a rejuvenation pill is just a gesture for her.

She handed the old man a rejuvenation pill, and the old man hurriedly thanked him, and had to take Wang Zhao home as a guest.

Wang Zhao waved his hand, wanting to refuse the old man, but the old man actually cried, tugged at Wang Zhao's sleeve, and shouted loudly for Wang Zhao to go.

It seems that if you don't go, Wang Zhao is unkind. Wang Zhao was disgusted with this kind of moral gratuitous bondage, and he obviously saved him, but he was guided by him to become a wicked person, so he firmly rejected him.

Unexpectedly, Chalian came up and kicked again, and she said to Wang Zhao: "Senior Sister Wang, don't be angry, I want to go to this old man's house to have a look, can you accompany me?"

Wang Zhao looked at the soft and weak tea lotus and said to her: "He forced people to come to be a guest, and he clearly lost his gratitude heart, I don't want to go." ”

Cha Lian persuaded: "Let's go and see, the old man's life is not easy, let's not worry too much about him." Then Cha Lian spoke for about half an hour, interrupting her, and she continued. Wang Zhao wanted to leave past her, but was stopped by Le He.

Wang Zhao was helpless, nodded with a cold face, she shouldn't have discussed it with the heroine of the Virgin, this heroine is really too kind to be liked.

Wang Zhao and Chalian went to the old man's house together, and Le He and Wang Yue went to the inn first.

The two turned left and right to a small alley, and at the end of the alley there was a dilapidated old courtyard, which must have been the old man's home.

As soon as the two entered the courtyard, a sword flew into the air, and Wang Zhao and Chalian hurriedly jumped away.

Two middle-aged male cultivators with ten levels of qi cultivation appeared in the courtyard, two of them carrying swords and their eyes showing fierce light.

Only then did Wang Zhao realize that he had fallen into a trap, and the old man had long since disappeared.

One of the slightly fatter male cultivators, looking at Wang Zhao, who was only eight years old and had cultivated the seventh layer of qi, smiled sinisterly and said, "These genius disciples of the great sects must be very rich, and we are going to make a lot of money." ”

The conscience of heaven and earth, she is just an outer disciple, where did she come from to be rich.

After speaking, the two of them made a move to Wang Zhao together, the two thought that Wang Zhao was a fat sheep and was in a hurry to slaughter her, and the female cultivator who had only practiced qi for two or three levels, the two of them had taken it to heart.

For a time, Wang Zhao suffered from the enemy on his back and fell behind.

Here, Wang Zhao is playing hotly, but Chalian is standing beside him, looking sad.

Wang Zhao didn't have time to care about anything else, and was immersed in the move competition wholeheartedly. She struggled to sense the pattern of their swords.

Wang Zhao gradually mastered the rhythm of the two of them, Wang Zhao's strength was always strong when she was strong. Sure enough, Wang Zhao had already controlled the rhythm of the two of them and had the upper hand.

Wang Zhao took advantage of the situation and used the Dao Breaking Sword Qi. Sword Qi is a journey, and most people can only practice it by building a foundation. And Wang Zhao, however, cultivated the domineering Dao Breaking Sword Qi during the Qi training period. Her sword aura is domineering, and she may be able to compete with the monks in the foundation building period.

Because of Wang Zhaoxi's ice aura, the Dao Breaking Sword Qi was unconsciously mixed with a bit of cold and ice aura, and the sword qi became even more powerful, and as soon as the sword qi came out, the fat monk was knocked to the ground. Wang Zhao immediately unleashed another sword qi, and the other thinner monk was also knocked over to the ground. The two of them lay on the ground, helpless.

The two of them also wailed, how could they not have imagined that the strength of this little female cultivator was so strong?

Wang Zhaonian and the others didn't want to take people's lives, but they just teamed up to abduct monks who looked rich and low-rank, and robbed people's storage bags. He did not want to have any more trouble with them, and did not take their lives.

Wang Zhao didn't care about Chalian, he wanted to leave and go back to the inn first, and he had to hurry tomorrow.

Cha Lian looked at Wang Zhao who was leaving, and hurriedly followed.