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Chapter 107 Practical Task · Leader ([-])

It shouldn't be a new item, but it was tossed around among several casual cultivators and casual cultivator corpses, and was corroded by the wind and miasma. Now it is dilapidated, leaving only a palm-sized piece full of holes, but it is a kit. The shape still falls in Sui Pian's eyes.

What, looks familiar?
"Miss Sister, let's take a look at this thing." Sui Pian waved to Jun Qingqing, Jun Qingqing leaned her head, tilted her neck and looked up and down for a while, "Why does it look familiar to me?"

He reached out and took out all the bag-like items on his body, that poor little purse, and... Qiankun bag!

"Isn't this my universe bag?" Jun Qingqing held the universe bag and gestured on the screen, "Look, this line is the pattern on it!"

Before Jun Qingqing realized what happened, Sui Pian's face suddenly became ugly, and she was a little lucky to survive the catastrophe.

"How do they know what my universe looks like?" Jun Qingqing was still curious.

"Maybe it's not yours." Sui Pian asked Jun Qingqing to put the piece of paper away, but unfortunately both the casual cultivator and the person whose corpse was touched by the casual cultivator are dead, and the clues are broken.

Otherwise, maybe we can find out who is harming them!

"Pianpian, what are you worried about? You can just tell me directly. You don't need to hide it from me." Jun Qingqing continued to set off while saying.

"Did you find out?" Sui Pian knew that Jun Qingqing was very smart.I just don't want to say that those conspiracies and schemes are sinister, and it would be dirty to speak out.

"You are so vigilant because you are afraid that someone will harm me, right?" The miasma is so heavy here that Jun Qingqing dare not take out something to eat, and she can talk to Sui Pian with her idle mouth.

"There are eyeliners everywhere in Jiangyang, in restaurants and teahouses. I'm not sure who is targeting you, but it's always good to be careful." Sui Pian shook her head.

"Oh? Don't you suspect it's Misty Space?" Jun Qingqing tilted her head, wondering.

"No, at least not all of them." Sui Pian said seriously, "I checked Misty Jian's family history. Misty Jian made his fortune more than 200 years ago after a catastrophe in Penglai, when the Xianmen was empty. Zongmen, you are so powerful, your senior brother is not bad, to put it too exaggeratedly, I even wonder if the entire Misty Space can defeat you."

Sui Pian doesn't know the division of their cultivation bases, but she knows that Yujian flying is a watershed. None of these casual cultivators who come to touch corpses and find treasures can control swords, and even Jiangyang's rising and falling sword lights are rarely like Junqing Qing is so casual and natural.

But in the Misty Space back then, it seemed that there were no more than three people in the entire sect who could fly with a sword.

Being so weak, it is impossible to say that it has something to do with the deaths of the two senior brothers Jun Qingqing.

"Yiaomiaojian is the biggest force in Penglai at present. I don't know what can be hidden behind it, and you are so endless." It is because I don't know that Sui Pian has to be cautious and cautious.

"Then who do you think this brochure is from?" Jun Qingqing asked.

"It's probably drawn by your senior sister's Qian Kun bag." Sui Pian sighed, "I ask you a question that may be very annoying, can I?"

"I promise I won't hit you if I get angry again." Jun Qingqing swore by pointing to the sky with three fingers.

"If Yan Shao was your little nephew, what would you do?"

"Isn't he dead?"

"Look at so many souls here, what if his soul is still here?" Sui Pian pointed to the dark cloud formed by the dark wind above his finger.

"Then I will beat him until his soul is gone, and then I will apologize to my senior sister." Jun Qingqing answered seriously.

"Then what if your senior sister is no longer here?"

"I live for a life!"

"Then don't!" Sui Pian was taken aback by Jun Qingqing's fierceness, "You and your senior sister are both your master's heart, and he feels sorry for anyone who hurts. Now your senior sister may... lose you, Have you ever thought how sad your master will be?"

The little girl, Jia Jia, was brainwashed by those words and would risk life and death at every turn. Le Yue threatened her parents with suicide, and Jun Qingqing actually followed this routine.

"There is a great horror between life and death, don't take it lightly!" Sui Pian persuaded bitterly, "You will only know how good it is to live after you die, but you can't do it all over again!"

"But I think you're fine!" Jun Qingqing looked at her with doubts on her face.

"If you're dead, you can't eat! There are so many delicious things waiting for you. What a pity you haven't eaten them!"

"But I can make symbols for you to eat!"

"Who will feed you when you die?"

"It makes sense!" Jun Qingqing nodded seriously.

"Pfft!" A chuckle came, startling both Sui Pian and Jun Qingqing.

"Who?"

"I didn't intend to offend you, but I was here so early in the morning, you two didn't notice my existence, I'm sorry." A tall and tall young man stepped out of the grass beside the road.

She is tall and tall, with black hair and a crown, and fair and delicate skin. In this narrow and shady mountain stream, she is so white that she almost shines. Her appearance is so exquisite that she does not look like a real person. Elegant and handsome.

What a dimensional wall breaker!

Looking at the white-faced boy, and then looking at himself in jet black, Suipian sighed and curled up behind Jun Qingqing.

She closed herself.

"What are you doing here?" Jun Qingqing was not tempted by the beauty, she drew her sword and pointed at the handsome guy with a vigilant expression.

"Next..." Before the young man could speak, Jun Qingqing frowned, rolled up and jumped out casually: "Someone is calling for help!"

Even the vegetation in the Yin Mountain Stream was extremely ferocious, with teeth and claws like ghost claws and sharp blades. At this moment, those trees really seemed to come alive and attacked the group of loose cultivators wrapped in it.

A clearing had been cut out in the forest, and more than a dozen rogue cultivators and plants struggled to resist.

But compared to these twigs and vines that make them jump up and down, the greater threat still comes from the miasma in the air!
Seemingly inconspicuous, but pervasive, as long as the casual cultivator relaxes his defense against the miasma a little while fighting with vegetation, when Wuxia cares about him, he will slip through the casual cultivator's weak point of defense, and the poisonous person will die!

"Ahhh!" A casual cultivator blocked the pursuit of a branch and vine in front of him, suddenly his whole body trembled, his face was dark, and he dropped his weapon with a bang, and covered his throat with his hands and feet twitching!A clump of branches took advantage of this opportunity to jump up suddenly, disembowelled the casual cultivator, and his intestines were rotten, hanging on the branch like a clump of dried bacon!
In a blink of an eye, all the essence and blood muscles on Sanxiu's body were absorbed by the branch!It was so fast that it was too late for other casual cultivators to rescue him!

Uh... It seems that everyone is too busy to take care of themselves and has no time to save others.

"Shoot!" At the time of Jiaohe, a blue light swept across the sky, and the attacking vegetation around the open space was chopped to pieces, and the wood flew horizontally. A cyan barrier was buckled upside down on the open space, opening up a small world.

Jun Qingqing steps on the green light and falls from the sky, misty and ethereal like a fairy.

(End of this chapter)