Jing Yao said coldly: "Are you threatening me?"

As she spoke, Feishuang pushed forward, and Feishuang was extremely sharp, even if there was no True Yuan to urge it, it was also the edge of heaven and earth, and blood marks suddenly appeared on her flesh and blood body.

"The old lady can't stand the threat, understand?"

The Pill Medicine Master's gaze flashed at this time, and the sword light had already cut through the skin, and the sharp sword qi seemed to pass through his brain.

He swallowed his saliva and forced a smile: "You really dare to do it?"

Jing Yao smiled, but in the eyes of the Pill Medicine Master, it was a fierce murderous aura, and he even saw Jing Yao's hand pushing forward.

His keen sense of touch told him to keep going, the sword piercing his mind, and he began to panic.

"Take the pill on the left. ”

The Pill Medicine Master compromised, he knew that when he encountered a hard idea, the other party's temper was extremely short-tempered, so it was better not to anger the other party.

He began to look at Jing Yao again, and suddenly found that the corners of the other party's clothes were printed with sword-shaped marks, could it be that she was really a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect?

Jing Yao smiled, this time with a contemptuous smile, and she said: "Old man, not everyone is as immoral as you, do you understand? ”

The Pill Medicine Master was still a little flustered, and he reluctantly agreed: "I approve very much, so you can take it." ”

The status of the pill pharmacist in the Confucian sect is not high, otherwise he would not have been sent to Tianmen City to distribute pills, and he is very dissatisfied with his current job.

From boasting that the talent of the pill is comparable to that of the Confucian sages of the past dynasties, he was almost abandoned by the Confucian sect because of several failures in the development of the pill, and finally simply sent him to Tianmen City.

Today is the fourth day of the pill pharmacist's work, since he came to Tianmen City, his mood has not been better, every time he sends out a high-quality pill, he feels a pain in his flesh.

Later, because of the incident in Tianwai Immortal Mountain, he was completely irritable, he thought that he was in a turbulent place, and applied to be transferred out of Tianmen City, but he was rejected, so his mood became even more irritable.

But his identity is still noble, he is the representative of Confucianism in Tianmen City, so he began to make waves, and the remuneration of Taoist cultivators who have no backers is discounted by five, and the scattered cultivation is discounted by three, and the disciples of the major sects are all befriended.

With the status of the resident staff of the Confucian Sect, the city lord of Tianmen City also had to give him three points, which further fueled his arrogance.

Under the title of Confucianism, almost no one refuted his opinion, but unfortunately today he kicked the iron plate, Jing Yao didn't eat it softly and hard, and even used a knife against him.

Jing Yao rummaged through the table on the left, only took three bottles of Shuo Ling Pill, and raised the flying frost in his hand: "Remember, my name is Jing Yao, and our disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have their own customs!"

After she finished speaking, she walked away with the flying frost upside down.

Such a chic and freehand style is amazing, so a Taoist cultivator behind Jing Yao also wanted to show his toughness, he patted the table and said, "Lao Tzu also wants to shine the spirit pill." ”

"Get out!" the Pill Medicine Master let out a roar, staring at the Dao cultivator and said, "How old do you dare to be wild in front of labor and management?"

The two different appearances before and after suddenly made people discuss, and some ugly words drilled into the ears of the pill pharmacist,

He swept over with a vicious gaze, and his voice disappeared in an instant, the identity of the Confucian Sect was still easy to use, but it didn't seem to be so easy to use in the face of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The pill pharmacist glanced at everyone, stood up openly, his eyebrows were still bleeding, he glanced at everyone again, and said coldly: "Today, the pill distribution barbs are over, please be early tomorrow." ”

"No, it's not easy to get me, and I have to rush back to the sect after receiving the pill!"

"Old man, you can't be like this, don't think that you are so presumptuous because you are from a Confucian family......"

......

Offending the Pill Pharmacist, or offending the Confucian Sect because of this, Jing Yao didn't take it to heart at all.

Her heart was pressed by many things, such as the exploding immortal mountain, the immortal who was dismembered, and the calculation of the Confucian sect......

The clowns like the Pill Medicine Master and the girl in yellow are just a small episode of the day, and they are not worth her painstaking efforts to deal with.

She was rushing to Songhai at this time, and it was strange to say that she didn't even see a figure along the way.

Jing Yao felt tired after a day of running, slept on the official road for a night, and set off again the next day, the road to Songhai was far away, and it took three or five days to arrive, to say the least.

The next day, I went on the road, and I slowly found some loose cultivation, and after asking a few words, I realized that I was also rushing to Songhai, asking the reason, and shouting to kill the demon and eliminate the demon.

Jing Yao was stunned, the scattered cultivator who shouted to slay demons and eliminate demons only had the cultivation of the three realms of Qi cultivation, what was the difference between going to Songhai and sending him to death?

She persuaded a few words, but unexpectedly, the man said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "It is the duty of the righteous way to kill demons and eliminate demons, how can you retreat because of the great power of demons?"

.........

Jing Yao, a brainless person, was too lazy to persuade her, at this time the sun was thick, and Jing Yao's cultivation had not reached the realm of cold and heat, and she also felt thirsty.

When he saw a tea shed under the shade of the tree, he walked over and begged for a bowl of tea.

Integrating the four realms can already open the valley, but Jing Yao, the earth loli, still has an instinctive dependence on food.

Other monks can be relieved by meditating for a week when they are thirsty, but Jing Yao still likes to drink water, and when she arrives at the restaurant and chooses to eat, they all say that cereals and grains are easy to make the roots and bones dusty, but Jing Yao feels that only food can live up to it.

Sang Hai changed, and I don't know if Zhao Shengnan went, thinking of the only friend of the Sword Sect, Jing Yao felt a warm heart.

She has been down the mountain for two months, and she has only made one friend to Huang Xiufeng, as for Shi Kuang, Sun Chengbi and Qin Chaoran, it can only be regarded as a few fates.

It's not a relationship between friends, maybe the next time we meet, we'll beat you to death.

Huang Xiufeng said that Qin Chaoran was treacherous, Jing Yao thought that Sun Chengbi's deep mind was even higher than Qin Chaoran, and when he was thinking about the harvest of this time, he said in a soft voice: "Come to a bowl of herbal tea." ”

It's noon, and the treetops are shady.

In addition to the pedestrians stopping here, even the birds also flew over, chirping non-stop, quite a bit of an idyllic scene.

Jing Yao's eyes were attracted by the owner of the voice!

The owner of the voice was a young man, dressed in a black robe, with a long knife pinned to his waist, the name of that knife was Clutch Knife, and the young man's name was Qin Chaoran, the famous Demon Sect Tianjiao.

Qin Chaoran didn't seem to have discovered Jing Yao, and drank herbal tea calmly, his eyes were deep as if he was an old man who had gone through the world, hiding his sad past.

If it weren't for the fact that she knew the origin of this person, Jing Yao would have thought that Qin Chaoran was a scholar who had never met a talented person, and lamented that her fate was not good and she could not use her burden.

Qin Chaoran's impression of Jing Yao has always been that kind of sunny and warm teenager.

Like the rising sun in the morning, it was the first time she had seen such a deep gaze, and when she thought about it, she couldn't help but tug the corners of her mouth, she had only seen Qin Chaoran three times in total......