"That's Duanmu Qing, she actually showed the origin of inheriting the martial spirit, and what a powerful opponent she encountered. ”

"Yes, even if it is a thousand meters away, the martial soul that existed during the Heavenly Martial Emperor Dynasty is still so heavy. ”

"Hehe, you don't know, according to the people who came out of the Liuwu Pavilion, the one who forced Duanmu Qing to show the origin of the martial soul was just a high-grade martial artist, and it seemed that he was still a foreigner,"

"This is impossible, Duanmu Qing is a great martial artist realm, when he meets a top-grade martial artist, it is not like pinching an ant to death, how can he still show the origin of the martial soul, it is estimated that even martial arts will be used. ”

"It's true, I came out of the Exile Pavilion, that person is indeed only a high-grade martial artist, he first injured Jiang Muheng, took away a sketch of the ruins, and then escaped in the hands of Duanmu Qing. ”

The ice crystal phoenix in the sky that shone with cold light soared above the nine heavens, and every corner of Baishui City could be seen clearly, and many warriors were talking together.

Whitewater City, in the middle of Jiang's mansion.

The closed disciple of the sect master of the Jianlan Sect, Chu Chaoyun looked at the ice crystal phoenix in the sky, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he muttered: "Who is it, Duanmu Qing can actually be forced to show the origin of the martial soul." ”

After he finished speaking, a lightsaber appeared under his feet, took him in the air, turned into a sword shadow, chased in the direction of Duanmu Qing, and soon disappeared into the sky.

In another wing of the Jiang Mansion, Hua Yunfei, the son of the Hua family, looked at Duanmu Qing in the sky, with a playful smile on his face, and waited until Chu Chaoyun flew with the sword, and said: "Interesting, I want to see where the divine is, and it actually attracted the two geniuses of Dongming." ”

In the wing room, several elders of the Hua family opened their mouths and persuaded: "Shizi, we are only here this time for the powerful cave of the ancient human race, so it's better not to make any waves." ”

Hua Yunfei smiled faintly and said proudly: "I have a rare martial soul of the Hua family for thousands of years, and it is destined to rise in this era, no one can stop it, what are you afraid of such a small wave, don't you follow." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned into a blood-red river, rushing towards the air, and everywhere he passed, it was like a blood cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and the evil spirit was soaring to the sky.

In the wing room of the Jiang family's Duanmu family, a beautiful woman looked at Duanmu Qing in the air, and said with some concern: "Second Elder, is Miss Duanmu in any danger, should we help solve it." ”

The second elder, who was luxurious and compelling, had a calm face, opened his mouth gently, and said lightly: "No, such a little trouble can't be solved, how to be the princess of our Duanmu family." ”

At the same time, in the hall of the Jiang family, Jiang Mingxun, the head of the Jiang family, was making arrangements at a rapid pace, "Great Elder, immediately send someone to the wild forest, whether you live or die to find that person for me, you must get me a copy of the ruins, and you must not let the people of the three major forces obtain it." ”

"Second Elder, you immediately set off to greet that distinguished guest in Nanling, whether our Jiang family can get a chance this time depends on this distinguished guest. ”

"Third Elder, you go to the Exile Pavilion to get Mu Heng's waste back for me, and lock him up for a month. ”

For a while, in Baishui City, because of Xiao Chen's knife, the undercurrent surged, and the wind and clouds changed color.

But no matter how earth-shattering and turbulent the situation in the outside world is, the mood of the golden fat man at this time is a thunderous sadness. This sadness flows backwards, repeatedly cleansing the fat man's weak heart.

"Young master, don't stand still, you've been standing for an hour. When you stand down, you will have problems with your body. "In the ruins of the Exile Pavilion, a small servant comforts Jin Dabao in grief.

Although the Wandering Pavilion all collapsed, it did not cause many casualties, the guests on the first and second floors had already retreated before the explosion, and the martial artists on the third and fourth floors were all in a higher cultivation realm, and they all jumped out at the moment of collapse.

The little two and the little maid in the store are all shrewd people, and there was no one left who ran away at the time of the incident, and they appeared one after another after the incident.

"Ah......h

When the fat man was about to open his mouth to train people, a small ** came over, Jin Dabao's heart moved, and he hurriedly looked at the source of the voice.

Picking up the heavy plank, Jin Dabao saw Jiang Muheng who was seriously injured, Xiao Chen cut a knife in his chest, the wound was extremely deep, and the internal organs in the chest cavity could already be seen, the wound was still not healed at the moment, and the blood was still flowing out slowly.

With a seriously injured body, coupled with the collapse of the Exile Pavilion, Jiang Muheng at this time almost only had one breath left, and he couldn't stop **, he was as pitiful as he was, and he had completely lost his usual demeanor.

The golden fat man's eyes rolled, the gloom on his face dissipated, and he said to Jiang Muheng with a smile: "This is not Jiang Gongzi, why are you so good." ”

"Save ...... I ......" Jiang Muheng's face was pale, extremely weak, his voice was weak, and he said intermittently.

Jin Dabao leaned his ear to him and said loudly: "Jiang Gongzi, say something louder, oh, I heard it, save you! No problem." ”

Jin Dabao took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with a smile on his face, shook it in front of Jiang Muheng's eyes, and said, "Jiang Gongzi, do you see it, this is the best gold sore medicine refined by the seven-grade alchemist, as long as you sprinkle it on your wound, no matter what kind of injury you have, it will heal immediately." ”

"And this medicine doesn't have any side effects, it doesn't leave scars, and it's definitely the first choice for a handsome boy like you. The golden fat man stretched out the medicine bottle to Jiang Muheng and said seductively.

Jiang Muheng's pale face showed a hint of joy, and he stretched out his left hand with difficulty, wanting to hold the porcelain bottle in his hand, but the golden fat man quickly withdrew his hand.

Jiang Muheng's face disappeared with joy, and he looked at Jin Dabao with doubts, not knowing what was going on.

Jin Dabao's fat face showed a look of embarrassment, and said: "Jiang Gongzi, I feel fate as soon as I see you, if this gold sore medicine is given to you on weekdays, I don't have any complaints, but today you look at this Exile Pavilion, because of your reasons, it has become a ruin." ”

"Your fat master, my way to get rich is completely broken, and now the poor jingle rings, doesn't your Jiang family have a commercial street in the west of the city? ”

This fat man is really shameless, his Liuyan Pavilion is only one restaurant at most, and the annual sales are five million taels of silver in Baishui City.

But the commercial street of the Jiang family has countless shops, and you can get 20 million taels of silver every year just by collecting rent, and the tone of the fat man's voice seems to be as if his Jiang family has earned it.

Jiang Muheng's lips squirmed, his voice was extremely weak, Jin Dabao leaned his ear forward, and said loudly: "Jiang Gongzi, what are you saying louder, I can't hear it, what do you say, you, mother." ”

"Damn. The smile on the fat man's face immediately disappeared after hearing this, and he said with a straight face: "The fat man was kind enough to save your life, but I just want you to be on the street, and you actually scolded the fat man, I really can't afford to hurt the fat man." ”

"The taste of this hot face sticking to the cold ass is really unpleasant, let's go, fat man, I'll block here, see who dares to come, your Jiang family's people are here, and you can't take your people." ”

As soon as the fat man got up and took a step, his trouser leg was grabbed by a hand, and Jin Dabao had long expected that Jiang Muheng would not be reconciled.

Hurriedly turned around with a smile on his face and said, "Jiang Gongzi, have you changed your mind?" The voice is too small, I'm listening, but don't scold the fat man, I will also be angry with the fat man." ”

"Then who, hurry up and squat down, Jiang Gongzi has already agreed. ”

The fat man's hand instantly appeared with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a small guy squatted on the ground, the fat man took the brush in his mouth very coquettishly, and then dipped it in ink and began to grass wildly.

Draw up the contract, put it under Jiang Muheng's hand, and said with a smile: "Jiang Gongzi has a handprint, let's sign it again, good words, even if Jiang Gongzi is seriously injured, this word is written about the dragon flying and phoenix dance, which is quite everyone's style." ”

After Jiang Muheng finished signing, the fat man immediately put away the contract, took out the bottle of the best gold sore medicine, and slowly sprinkled it on Jiang Muheng's wound.

The painful expression on Jiang Muheng's face slowly eased, he had been on the verge of serious injury, and as soon as his spirit relaxed at this moment, he fainted directly.

"Hahaha, what a pleasure, losing a gold mine in exchange for a treasure mountain. The fat golden man laughed wildly with the contract.

The little guy next to him saw that the fat man really gave Jiang Mu the best gold sore medicine, and asked a little puzzled: "Young master, what you spilled just now is really the best gold sore medicine refined by the seventh-grade alchemist?"

"yes, what's the problem. ”

The little guy said suspiciously: "This is not like your style, young master, I thought that the young master you just took some three-grade elixir, and it was perfunctory." ”

The golden fat man put the contract away again, took the golden folding fan, knocked it the little guy's head, and laughed: "You know a ball, a stupid and honest person like Jiang Muheng, how many do you think there are in the entire Great Qin Congress, and their Jiang family still has three streets?"

"Fat man, I'll cure him, next time I'm looking for him on the street, what is the money for this medicine. ”

The young man said admiringly: "The young master is really smart, this is a long line to catch a big fish, why didn't I think of it?"

"In the future, don't ask me this kind of humiliating IQ question again. The fat man said very pretendly.

After speaking, he unfolded the golden folding fan with a brush, shook it a few times, raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, looked at the floating clouds in the sky, and said with emotion: "Sometimes, this IQ is too high and it is also a kind of melancholy! Ask the sky, who in this world can understand me, life is really lonely as snow!"

"Wow!" As soon as the fat man's words were finished, all the little guys and shopkeepers in the ruins of the Wandering Pavilion couldn't help but spit out.