I, who was the cannon fodder in the fantasy world, was entangled by the heroine

"The time has come? Do you have an eighth-order Purple Thunder Fire Talisman?" Fan Xia raised her head and asked Jiang Qian.

Jiang Qian shook his head slightly, and put down his teacup: "How is it possible, the eighth-order Purple Thunder Fire Talisman is not a Chinese cabbage, it can be found anytime, anywhere."

"Besides, the eighth-order purple thunder fire talisman is really too dangerous. After using this thing, it doesn't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Last time, if we left later, we would be involved!"

In that case, only the eighth-order Purple Thunder Fire Talisman could be used.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to escape from the hands of the ancestor of Hanhua Valley.

After hearing this, Fan Xia continued to ask: "Then what is the timing you mentioned?"

"I have been inquiring for the past few days, and I heard that there is a secret realm deep in Xuefeng Valley, which will be opened this evening, and the purpose of these monks gathering here is for that secret realm."

"so?"

"So, this secret realm is what I call the timing!"

Fan Xia nodded half-understood, too lazy to think, anyway, all she had to do was listen to Jiang Qian's words.

Why do you have to think so much.

In the evening, the secret realm opens.

Countless monks frantically entered it, for fear of falling behind others.

Perhaps, only Fan Xia and Jiang Qian entered the secret realm unhurriedly.

Once entering the secret realm, there is an extremely open snowfield in front of you, and countless monks are all scattered at this moment.

Standing beside Jiang Qian, Fan Xia asked, "What's next? What are we going to do next?"

"Seventh Elder, you wait here for a while, I'll be back when I go."

The words fall.

Jiang Qian's figure disappeared in place.

Fan Xia took out a large amount of black iron from the storage ring, and began to exercise, digest the large amount of fat she just ate, and transform all of these into her own strength.

the other side.

Jiang Qian stood on a tall tree, and he put on a disguise mask.

Putting on the mask of disguise, his appearance turned into a standard boyish face, with a jade folding fan in his hand, he really has the air of a handsome young man.

He looked coldly at the cold flower valley disciples in disguise who were really competing for treasures with a group of monks.

However, the strength of that group of Cold Flower Valley disciples was obviously inferior to that group of monks.

next second.

I saw him jumping off the tall tree and standing in front of the group of Hanhua Valley disciples.

The group of monks looked at Jiang Qian who came suddenly, looked at him very vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Wu Feiyu does not change his name or surname when going downhill!" Jiang Qian smiled of course, and opened the folding fan, quite like a gentleman.

"Wu Feiyu? I don't know him, but it doesn't matter if you are Feiyu or Niaoyu, these Hanhuagu disciples have stolen our hard-earned treasure."

"It's fine if they return it. If they don't return it, then I will kill you together!" one of the monks said angrily.

A few of them worked so hard to get the treasure, but now they are cut off by this group of Cold Flower Valley disciples.

It would be strange not to be angry.

One of the cold flower valley disciples said: "Impossible, since we have snatched it, it is ours, and we will never return it to you!"

"Damn it, as expected, none of the disciples of the suzerainty master is a good thing." A male monk was also pissed off by these Hanhua Valley disciples.

However, just as he said this, Jiang Qian directly stuffed the folding fan into his mouth, and said with a sinister smile: "Can you repeat what you just said?"

During the speech, Jiang Qian exuded a lot of devilish energy.

It was the first time in that person's life that he saw such a terrifying demonic energy, and he shook his head hastily on the spot in fright.

"Then you still want to take back the treasure that belongs to you?"

"No...don't dare..."

"Get lost!" Jiang Qian kicked the man flying after retracting the folding fan.

The rest of the people did not hesitate to help the monk on the ground, and led him to turn around and run away.

After Jiang Qian watched them leave, he withdrew his demonic energy, turned around and looked at the disciples of Hanhua Valley in a gentle and refined manner.

"By the way, is your suzerain still okay recently?"

"You...you know our suzerain?" Obviously, they were also frightened by Jiang Qian's identity as a demon cultivator.

Jiang Qian looked at their reactions with disapproval, and replied: "Naturally, I not only know your suzerain, but also your saint, Pei Shihuai!"

"Know the suzerain, know the saint?" Several female disciples looked at each other.

After a while.

After they just thanked Jiang Qian, they turned and left.

Jiang Qian looked at their backs as they left without saying anything. After tearing off the disguise mask, he walked towards where Fan Xia was.

However, the group of monks who were chased away by Jiang Qian could be said to be furious.

"Damn, you made a bad boy on the way, and it made our hard work go to waste!"

"The little boy's reaction just now, he definitely knows the Sect Master of Hanhua Valley, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry just now."

"That's right, isn't it rumored that the suzerain of the Cold Flower Valley is being promiscuous? That little boy is definitely her lover, and he's also a demon cultivator!"

"I'm telling you that the Saintess of Hanhua Valley is the illegitimate daughter of her suzerain. This news is very accurate."

"The lover of the lord of Hanhua Valley is a demon cultivator, and the saint's father is a demon cultivator. This is something to play with."

"..."

The group of monks all showed a sneer. It is estimated that after they have added fuel to this incident, there will be even more outrageous rumors about the mother and daughter Pei Lingxuan and Pei Shihuai soon.

This is just a part of Jiang Qian's plan.

At the same time, Jiang Qian has returned to Fan Xia's side.

After seeing Jiang Qian coming back, Fan Xia put away all the black irons, patted the snow on her body: "How is it? Is everything settled?"

"It's almost done. Next, I need the Seventh Elder to help me put on a show!"

talking.

Jiang Qian whispered in Fan Xia's ear about the next plans.

After a few minutes.

Fan Xia was a little worried and said: "Jiang Qian, this plan of yours is a bit risky, if you are found out, it will be over!"

"Don't worry, even if I'm found out, I still have a second plan, so you don't have to worry too much, Seventh Elder!"

In fact, how could Jiang Qian have a second plan.

The words fall.

Jiang Qian put on the disguise mask again, then turned and left.

Fan Xia looked at Jiang Qian's back, and smiled helplessly: "What am I worried about, I should trust Jiang Qian!"

After speaking, she also left the place.

A golden light suddenly lit up from the center of the secret realm. Countless monks saw the scene in front of them, thinking that there were some treasures rushing towards it.

However, when they arrived at that place.

I saw a temple completely covered by snow, and at the gate of this temple, Jiang Qian was sitting there, holding more than a dozen sixth-order thunderstorm talismans in his hand.

Anyway, there is Zhuge Qingyue, a sixth-level talisman master, so Jiang Qian asked for a lot in advance.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, this road doesn't work!"