The vixen licked her red lips and was about to pull away the King of Ginseng's clothes.

The king of ginseng showed a boring expression.

The vixen looked stunned.

This is too fast!

I haven't taken action yet.

"Eat shit, vixen"

King Gan hit the vixen in the chest with a heavy punch.

With a scream, the vixen retreated.

The ginseng king turned his head and ran away with his arm trembling. The difference between his cultivation and the vixen is quite different. If he doesn't leave, he will only have a dead end.

"If you don't use it as a furnace, just use it as a bloody food."

The weakness on the vixen's face turned into hostility.

He arrived first and caught up with King Chan.

At this moment, a beautiful woman in Taoist robe tore open the void and rushed out.

It is Yelu Zhigu.

The vixen quickly took action to meet the enemy.

A collision!

The vixen was shrunk for hundreds of miles.

I was shocked and was about to escape.

Yelu Zhigu arrived, and the Five Spirit Wheel on his wrist shone brightly.

The vixen screamed and turned into ashes.

"Thank you, Sister Yelu"

Thank you for chasing King Shen.

Bang!

Yelu Zhigu knocked down the ginseng king with a pink fist.

Lifted it up, tear open the space and walked in.

At the same time, Yuzhou Yong'an Dang.

Sedum lay listlessly on the counter.

"Boss, what's wrong with you recently? Why are you always listless?"

Mao Mao, who was cleaning the room, was puzzled.

Jing Tian didn't answer him and murmured to himself: "Why didn't the head of Shushan come to see me yet? Did the Taoist priest make a mistake?"

Just then, a blood-red hair draped over her shoulders, and a tall man walked in with a sword.

“Business is coming”

Mao Mao reminds.

Jing Tian jumped out of the counter as if he was alive, flexibly and smiled: "What do you want to be a guest?"

"How did you become like this?"

Chonglou was disappointed, mixed with a hint of anger and heartache.

"Well"

Jing Tian was confused.

Where did this person come from?

Why do you look very familiar with yourself?

"I want to be this sword"

Chonglou said.

Jing Tian came to his senses, took the magic sword from Chonglou, looked at it, and his eyes were full of light.

This sword is absolutely priceless.

He pretended to be calm: "This sword is not bad, how much does the guest plan to be?"

"One penny"

Chonglou said lightly.

"One word is determined"

Sedum has no nonsense.

The fat sheep delivered to the door is a fool if you don’t slaughter it.

Chonglou turned around and left.

"Hey, I haven't given you money yet."

Jingtian chased after him, and there was no Chonglou's figure.

"Brother, is it you?"

A crisp sound rang.

Jingtian looked left and right.

Who is calling himself?

The sound is very strange.

"Is it an illusion?"

Jing Tian subconsciously scratched the back of his head.

"Brother, I am Long Kui, you don't recognize me anymore."

A crisp sound rang again.

Jing Tian's eyes moved down, his body stiffened, his pupils widened, he threw the sword suddenly, turned his head and ran away.
Chapter completed!