I have his heart

Chapter 124 I donated dozens of bottles of pills

Demon!

The legendary Demon Race!

The demons who devour flesh and blood and crush their souls!
Huang Gongying was so scared that she staggered and almost fell!
In the sea of ​​souls, Liu Ming sensed movement from the outside world, and immediately shouted, "What are you running for! You are in the Faxiang Realm, kill him!"

"Ah! I'm afraid!"

Huang Gongying trembled, and immediately handed her body to Liu Ming: "Come on! You're going to die anyway, I'd rather not see anything!"

"Ostrich mentality!"

Liu Ming was about to cry but had no tears: "I can activate the power of Dharma Realm and I have thrown you away long ago."

Regaining control over his body, he immediately turned his head and couldn't help laughing: "That's it?"

The body of Pushan Arhat disappeared completely, and the black demonic energy condensed into a fat baby about five years old, shaking his head and braiding his horns.

Liu Ming reached out to touch the doll's head: "Is this guy scary?"

"careful!"

An exclamation came from behind, it was Meng Yan who reminded her.

Liu Ming paused, and stopped his hand two inches above the doll's head.

The doll suddenly jumped up, opened its mouth, exposed its sharp teeth, and bit Liu Ming's wrist.

Boom!

The thunder slashed down, hitting the baby's head.

He hissed and retracted his mouth, still staring fiercely at Liu Ming's hand, drooling.

Meng Yan, who was supposed to escape down the mountain, returned to the temple, staring at the doll with a solemn expression: "This is the Mowa clan, and they like to hide human bodies the most. They like to eat human flesh, especially the flesh and blood of practitioners!"

"But the demons are the demons, and those with noble bloodlines will naturally suppress those with lower ranks!" She stood proudly, with four other arms extended from her body.

Although the arm was broken, Mowa still backed away, with fear in her eyes.

"That's it!"

Liu Ming couldn't laugh or cry. The demon that Huang Gongying in the Dharma Realm was so afraid of was a guy who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

"Ow!"

Feeling the humiliation in Liu Ming's smile, the Mowa suddenly yelled at him, then landed her hands on the ground, and rushed over.

Meng Yan's face was slightly red, and she vowed to make a guarantee, and the Mowa actually swept away her face, it was simply unforgivable!
She shouted angrily, and reached out to grab Mowa's neck.

Mowa lowered her head and flashed, the target was still Liu Ming.

"You are picking soft persimmons!"

Liu Ming smiled, and called Huang Gongying: "Hurry up and kill him, or the contract will be terminated!"

He pinpointed the lifeblood of the timid Yaozhi, and he had to work if he wanted to live.

Huang Gongying responded sadly, took over the body, and shot a few dandelions casually, shooting through the Mowa's body.

The Mowa fell to the ground, and once again black smoke was emitted from her body, and a bean-like particle was suddenly ejected, hitting Liu Ming's chest.

Huang Gongying is a scumbag in battle. In a hurry, he mobilized all the energy of the elixir, and hit a dandelion comparable to a washbasin to suppress the particles.

"waste!"

Liu Ming rolled his eyes, retracted his body, and fell to the ground.

The potted dandelion shrunk immediately, the granular objects stopped moving, and the demonic energy on them dissipated.

Meng Yan got angry and slapped her chest fiercely, a wisp of black smoke drifted out.

The black smoke was like a glutton that hadn't eaten for a long time, rushing towards the black smoke of the magic baby, and instantly devoured it.

Meng Yan's face was exhausted, but her eyes were very satisfied: "I have also cultivated to the mountain of ten thousand mountains!"

She picked up the pellets and put them in her arms: "The magic core of the mutated magic baby, keep it for later use!"

Meng Yan then squatted down and carried Liu Ming on her back: "What kind of evildoer are you? You can use Yaozhi's methods, and you can change your female accent! Do you have an old lady with you?"

After checking with her spiritual sense, Liu Ming's life was safe, so she randomly stuffed two Great Return Pills, and gathered with Cheng Long and others.

"What's next?" Meng Yan asked Cheng Long, and also glanced at Cheng Gao.

She is not familiar with Cheng Long, so of course she trusts Cheng Gao.

Cheng Long's voice was weak, and he stretched out his fingers tremblingly, pointing at Jun Jifeng: "Go see Uncle Lu Ji!"

Seeing Meng Yan looking over, Cheng Gao smiled wryly: "Qianlin Temple has been destroyed, it's time to go to this temple!"

"Correct!"

Liu Ming's voice came from behind Meng Yan, and he woke up unexpectedly.

Liu Ming's face was pale, but he was in high spirits: "I still have to go to the Academy to recover the loss. The Misty Land gave everyone five bottles of Great Return Pills. When Zhou Ting and the others left, I bled heavily again!"

"And pepper, perfume..."

"In addition, the depreciation costs of the Seven Star Sword and the Celestial Silk Gloves should also be calculated!"

……

Liu Ming muttered as he walked.

Meng Yan smiled: "I can't get on the stage!"

"mesa?"

"face?"

"How much is it worth? Can it be exchanged for Dahuandan and Ningxiangwan?"

A blush appeared on Liu Ming's face, and his voice raised several times.

Han Qianxun woke up halfway, and saw Liu Ming who was asking excitedly. He didn't know if he was seriously injured or angry, his head tilted and he didn't move.

Han Lei and Sima Fei supported each other, and the former laughed: "That's right! It's time to beat Uncle Lu and see if Liu Ming can get it!"

At this moment in the south of Qianlin Temple, Mi Yuan was not at all surprised when he saw his master died and Dao disappeared.

He secretly rejoiced; "I knew it! I knew it! That Liu Ming has countless hole cards, fighting him is courting death! I'll run away as far as possible!"

Seeing Liu Ming and others walking westward, he made a detour, passed through the main gate of Qianlin Temple, and prepared to flee down the mountain.

"Set fire!"

In the grass outside the main entrance, ten academy disciples stood up abruptly, and the phosphorus artillery aimed at Mi Yuan and blasted violently.

Mi Yuan suffered heavy injuries a long time ago, and his strength was no longer a tenth of his full strength. He was burned to slag on the spot and died completely.

Liu Ming, who was walking west along the mountain road, looked back at the north side of Qianlin Temple, and waved at those disciples; "There are many unconscious academy disciples inside, stay and defend!"

Cheng Long patted his head, secretly vigilant: "It's too late for Liu Ming to pat again. Before the battle, this guy still wanted to keep his hand outside the temple. He is indeed a monster!"

Don't put your eggs in one basket!

Liu Ming would not tell Cheng Long this truth, cultivators have never experienced hardships, so how do they know how ordinary people save money.

The ten Jishanjing disciples faced the monks of Qianlin Temple, how many of them would die in battle.

Liu Ming wanted to save some seeds, but he reaped unexpected joy.

Now that there is no threat from Qianlin Temple, he can go to see Lu Ji with peace of mind.

From the fight against Han Shou, to testing his talent with the ball, Liu Ming often heard this person's name.

Whether it was Han Shou from the Han family, Lu Ying from the Lu family, or disciples from other families, they highly respected Lu Ji.

Even the hostile Yaozhi showed deep fear, which shows his status and weight in the academy.

Liu Ming thought wildly in his mind, and soon saw the collapsed Junji Peak, with ruined walls and ruins everywhere, only the courtyard blocking the mountain road was intact.

Cheng Long stopped the crowd, stood outside the courtyard, and announced loudly: "Disciple Cheng Long leads the rescue team of Yufeng Mansion to report to the head of the mountain!"

"Enter!"

There was a warm sound, and the gate of the courtyard opened automatically.

Liu Ming glanced at the crowd, seeing Cheng Gao swallowing his saliva, he laughed.

He took the lead, entered the courtyard, walked into the main room, and saw the handsome middle-aged man who had been famous for a long time.

"It's the master of the mountain. It's what disciples should do to help the academy. But the academy won't treat you badly, right?"

"I donated dozens of bottles of elixirs and provided two earth-level weapons, how should I reward them?" He talked eloquently, without feeling any pressure coming from him.

(End of this chapter)