Jun Mu\'s shallow eyes narrowed slightly. The first time he recognized the man in front of her was an admirer of Ye WANYING, called Fu Sheng.

She can remember because the admirer\'s appearance is really ugly.

"Let\'s make way?" it\'s too ugly. Jun Muqian can only stay away from his head. "It\'s ugly and scary. It\'s wrong."

Fu Sheng was stunned when he heard the speech, and then became angry: "Mu Qian, how dare you scold me?"

"What\'s wrong with scolding you?" Jun Mu shallow picked his lips. "If you shake in front of me again, you\'ll hit."

Although she just put in the spirit, it\'s not a big deal to deal with an empty shell spirit.

Her fighting experience is better than those disciples living in cages.

But Fu Sheng\'s spirit root seems to be a royal spirit root?

That would be easier.

"Hum, younger martial sister Wan Ying said you changed your sex. I thought it was false." Fu Sheng sneered, "I didn\'t expect you to change your sex. The result is even more annoying."

"It seems that you really want to fight." Jun Mu Qian slowly rolled up his sleeve. "Come on, I\'ll let you do it."

She will beat those who scold her.

In order to win ye WANYING\'s favor, Fu Sheng used many knives on the little girl.

It was even pushed into a cesspit several times.

"Mu Qian, your strength is useless. Is your brain useless now?" Fu Sheng hissed. "I\'m a second-class spirit man. You\'re not even a spirit man. Let me?"

He suddenly answered: "Oh, I see. You must have seen that younger martial sister Wan Ying is so talented and beaten..."

Of course!

The last word didn\'t have time to export. Suddenly, a fierce wind floated across and there was a fist in front of him.

"Bang -" suddenly, he blurted out with a scream!

Before he could react, Fu Sheng fell to the ground, and his clothes were torn by Lingli.

Jun Mu Qian slowly closed his fist, frowned and whispered, "it\'s still too weak."

If you are level, Xuanyin fist can definitely kill this person.

But it\'s already very good. If she hadn\'t opened the eight veins, I\'m afraid she couldn\'t even reach the eighth level spirit.

yes.

In the previous spring of creation, with each awakening, her level rises, directly eight levels!

The more the number of awakened pulses, the higher the innate cultivation.

"Ouch, ouch..." Fu Sheng covered his lower body and climbed up painfully, "Mu Qian, you waste, you really dare to hit me!"

"Little punk, kneel down and admit your mistake!" he said fiercely with a ferocious face. "If you make me happy, you may be rewarded with a pill."

Jun Mu\'s light eyes were cold.

Although the fighting ability of yulinggen is not as strong as that of doulinggen, it is an indispensable existence on the mainland.

Because only those who have the soul root can awaken the fire of their own life, so as to refine pills, forge, enchant weapons and make runes.

Fu Sheng took the path of alchemy.

However, not all practitioners of imperial spirit root have their own life flame.

Fu Sheng is one of them, so up to now, he has not been able to become a medicine refiner.

"Can you refine a pill?" Jun Mu glanced at him contemptuously. "I don\'t think you can refine a pill."

It will be very difficult to advance only by ordinary flame.

Therefore, the imperial spirit root is more difficult to cultivate than the fighting spirit root, and its viability is also lower.

"Nonsense!" Fu Sheng was stabbed in the pain and jumped up. "Mu Qian, today, I\'ll teach you a good lesson for younger martial sister WANYING!"

It was when he learned that the waste was punished again that he deliberately made a small mistake and came to repentance cliff to ridicule her.

He wants her to know that she can only be stepped on and only allocated to junior sister WANYING to carry shoes!

"Ye WANYING?" Jun Muqian suddenly chuckled. She bent down and picked up a branch. "Well, start beating a dog."

With the door rules, she still killed Fu Sheng.

But it\'s easy to abandon him.

Jun Mu shallow tut said, "it\'s just that this weapon doesn\'t take advantage of it."

She missed her whip a little, but it was a pity that the chase had been interrupted.

"Mu Qian, aren\'t you really crazy?" Fu Sheng was very funny and his eyes were full of contempt. "Younger martial sister WANYING would be so kind to you if she was blind."

"You must have been jealous of younger martial sister Wan Ying. What are you pretending to be?!"

"Pa!"

Almost while the voice fell to the ground, the branch in Jun Mu Qian\'s hand had been pulled out.

She didn\'t give Fu Sheng time to react. She continued to smoke mercilessly, finishing on the left and right.

The branches flew up and down in the hands of the woman in purple, like a long snake dancing.

Numerous and dazzling, against the light and shadow.

It was a very beautiful scene, but it was destroyed by bursts of screams.

Fu Sheng rolled all over the floor and cried out.

"Mu Qian! Do you know what you are doing? Are you not afraid of being dealt with by the patriarchal clan hall if you execute without permission?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, the next second, the branch sealed his mouth.

"Disposal?" Jun Mu Qian\'s voice was slow. "It\'s just a small competition between you and me. Did you open the patriarchal clan hall?"

Fu Sheng was so angry that he couldn\'t speak.

Although he is a second-class spirit and has little combat ability, he is not comparable to Mu Qian!

What\'s more, the most angry thing is that the disciples in charge of guarding went to rest at this time, and they couldn\'t hear anything here at all.

He can only be beaten in humiliation.

There was another sharp sound. Suddenly, the branch cracked in response to the sound!

It was pulled alive.

"It\'s no use." Jun Muqian threw the broken branch to the ground and said coldly, "you\'ve dirty my hands."

Severe pain hit, Fu Sheng\'s eyes darkened and almost fainted: "mu, Mu Qian, you..."

What\'s going on?

Does the branch hurt so much?

But he didn\'t have any scars!

At the thought of this, Fu Sheng was so angry that he vomited blood and shouted angrily: "Mu Qian, you have offended younger martial sister WANYING, you will die sooner or later!"

Jun Mu didn\'t pay any attention at all. He stepped on it directly and rubbed his wrist as he walked.

The body is too thin. It seems that she still needs to exercise.

She found a place where she couldn\'t see her ugly face. She sat cross legged, condensed her breath and began to run the Dantian.

However, this time, Jun Muqian suddenly felt something wrong.

"Strange." she frowned. "The aura seems to be consumed more."

She doesn\'t have spiritual roots, so she doesn\'t need to nourish spiritual roots with Reiki.

"Maybe it\'s the problem of this skill." Jun Mu Qian exhaled slowly and Fei lips picked slightly, "but it\'s really powerful."

Although she hasn\'t even entered the door of the nine turn divine skill of fortune, her cultivation speed has been much faster.

Presumably, there are more benefits.

The woman in purple who was immersed in cultivation did not notice that her eyebrows suddenly lit up, but soon went out again.

And that place is where Linggen... Is.

A digression

I\'ve been chasing a novel recently, every Wednesday, and then I found

As soon as I raise an article, the author begins to send Bento!

Raised two bentos twice! They are all my favorite characters ~ (> _)~

It\'s too poisonous. Let me slow down.

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