"Take a look at the jade plaque that answered the old man's question!"

The disciple in charge on the side had already prepared, and spread out the pile of jade cards on the table one by one, secretly wondering in his heart: It's really a strange thing, this real person has asked to see the answer jade card for two consecutive months, and he doesn't stop looking at it on weekdays, but this is the first time he has seen it since he became the head of the Canghai Building of Ming Zhaofeng for two consecutive months.

The real person picked and chosen, picked out a piece from a pile of jade plates, squinted at him, the person in charge stiffened, and said secretly: What happened, why did the real person look at me like this?

The real person squinted and smiled, and threw the jade card in his hand to him: "I see that you are very empty today, why don't you do the old man a favor?"

The person in charge shouted again and again: "But according to the orders of the real people, the disciple will do his best!"

"The old man wants to know who these jade plates are, judging from the handwriting, they should be the same person, they are all exactly the same...... "The real person paused and chuckled" ugly!"

"Please wait a minute!" The disciple in charge found the jade slip, compared it, and after a while, he raised his head and pointed to a line of words on the jade slip: "It should be this person, not only the handwriting is the same, but also the time when he enters and exits Canghai Tower also matches!"

"Who is she?"

"The real person will allow me to copy the jade slip's message! It will only take a moment!" the person in charge had already copied the jade slip and handed it to the real person.

"It's very familiar!" The real person took the jade slip, hurriedly swept it, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then opened his eyes, "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be her, I really didn't expect it!"

Outer Kunlun. Oolong Pond.

The two monks were dressed in fluttering clothes, and the royal objects were flying.

One of the monks stopped abruptly and looked out of mid-air.

"First seat, what's going on?" the other was puzzled, how good and decent, and suddenly stopped.

"I'm looking at her!" the monk who stopped looked up slightly, in response, his slender fingers pointing at the girl on the ground who was fighting with the monster.

Only slightly raised his head, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the side of his face, and the outline was perfect!

Standing on the ground, following the direction of the first seat, was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with a bun on the back of her head like a man, and at this moment, she was fighting a flaming leopard with a dagger in her hand.

Her cyan outer disciple's uniform was already covered in blood, but she seemed unmoved, letting the blood from her wounds flow, just looking at the flaming leopard with her eyes like wolves.

"Cultivating Qi at the seventh layer! With her cultivation, it seems a little reluctant to deal with this flaming leopard!" The monk couldn't help but sigh, and then asked, "Shouza, since you are my Kunlun disciple, do you want to save it?"

"Let's see!" Shouza didn't even lift his eyelids this time, just stared intently at the girl who was fighting with the flaming leopard.

At this moment, the girl suddenly accelerated and jumped onto the back of the flaming leopard.

"Wow——!" The flaming leopard struggled violently, running back and forth frantically, the girl grabbed the back of the flaming leopard with one hand, and held the dagger in the other hand, frantically piercing, once, twice...... Blood splattered on the girl's face, and she looked very hideous.

The flaming leopard's mouth spewed flames, and a grass field by the oolong pool turned into a sea of fire in an instant, the girl's expression remained the same, but the dagger in her hand had turned from the back of the bloody flesh to the head, and she wanted to use the dagger to cut off the flaming leopard's head alive.

"This dagger is not a mortal thing!" Shouzao, who had been silently watching the battle, suddenly spoke, "She ......"

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by a loud cry that resounded through the sky, and the monk on the side couldn't help but be stunned: "The flaming leopard is forced to blow up the demon pill!"

"No, this girl is crazy!" The monk finally couldn't help but make a move, "The self-detonating demon pill also rushed towards the flaming leopard!"

"Touch-" The magic weapon that the monk threw out was caught by the first volley, "Wait! That girl has an extraordinary defensive magic weapon!"

He said and looked down, but heard the girl laugh: "Flaming leopard, if you want to blow yourself up, you have to ask me if I agree, I'm sorry, I'm going to decide your demon pill!"

The girl leapt forward, and the dagger flew out of her hand, slashing at the neck of the flaming leopard. "Bump—" The head of the flaming leopard fell, and its leaping body fell from mid-air and slammed into the grass.

Despite such a battle, the girl did not rest, walked straight forward, cut the belly of the flaming leopard with a dagger, and took out a fist-sized demon pill from the dantian, Fang Zi took it out, the demon pill was still stained with blood, but the girl didn't mind at all, kissed the demon pill, put it in the storage bag, raised her hand and split the head of the flaming leopard without any mess, took out a red spar from it and put it in the bag, and the rest of the skin and meat were clean and neat, from beginning to end, her eyes were always turbulent, and there were no ups and downs.

"First ......," the monk opened his mouth, but suddenly found that there seemed to be nothing to say.

"She's from my Ming Zhaofeng!" the first one pointed to the sign hanging around the waist of the girl who stood up, and said, "I always feel that there is a feeling in her, that is, I have been looking for a long time, and she is suitable for practicing that exercise......"

As usual, paying four lower grade spirit stones, Jia Jia was about to leave, but was stopped by a round-faced palm: "Wait, you wait!"

"What's the matter?"

"Lian Jiajia, a new disciple of the outer sect, Mingyuan Zhenren is seated, right?" The man took out a piece of jade slip and looked up at her as he read it.

"Yes, so what? I haven't done anything to break the rules!"

"Don't be nervous! It's not a bad thing, there's a task for you here, and the reward is very rich, do you want it?" the man said with a grin.

The result was beyond his expectations, "I don't want to take it, my spirit stone is enough!"

The man's smiling face immediately fell: "It's up to you, but this task is designated, if you don't want to take it, go and explain it to the real person in person!" The man said, and without saying anything, he stuffed the task card into Jia Jia's hand, waved his hand, and signaled that she could leave!

"Then come back first, my four lower-grade spirit stones! I'm afraid I won't be able to hear it today!" That being the case, Jia Jia unceremoniously stretched out his hand to ask for the spirit stone.

Reason is the first, besides, the real person's temper is elusive, the round-faced palm reluctantly returned the spirit stone to her, and muttered: "A virtue with Mingyuan Zhenren!"

Jia Jia went out to the Seven Star Village pointed to by the task card, all the way, no one stopped him, although Jia Jia was puzzled, but still put the doubts in his heart, as soon as he entered the village, he heard a monk shouting: "Your old man was powerful enough yesterday, don't use it today!"

Jia Jia suddenly had a bad feeling, and she only heard a clear crane chirping in her ears, and a crane flew towards her from far and near.