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Chapter 170 Miss Xiuxian (23)

He Xuebing caressed Xiao Cui and said, "Senior Brother Yu has always been like this."

"I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Our Bing'er is so kind, this fairy elder is really blind."

He Xuebing smiled, and Cong pointed to Xiaocui's head: "You..."

Yu Hanyuan walked in front of the sword with a blank face, and the boys and girls behind him were a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Yu Hanyuan was so angry.

Yu Hanyuan felt more and more that something was wrong with He Xuebing today.

Liu Yinglong is sexually promiscuous, but he also has the pride of being a sub-dragon. There is only one dragon in this family, and a second one will be born after one dies.

For tens of thousands of years, Liu Yinglong has never been inferior to others.

No matter how much I like it, I will never sign a contract with anyone.

This day, what happened...

Yu Hanyuan didn't speak to the two senior brothers and sisters all the way, the three said goodbye to the county magistrate, and then headed towards Feng'anling.

Yu Hanyuan knew that this trip was for joining the WTO, and he took on many tasks when Bai Yi and Ban Xia were stunned, among them was catching the red flame sable.

Feng'anling is the boundary between the human world and the realm of self-cultivation. It is a vast land full of aura, and there are countless spirit animals and plants.

It is a different scene from Cangyuanzong.

Banxia Yujian came over, almost bewildered.

Yu Hanyuan signaled them to put away their swords and walked in the mountains.

He lightly tapped Ban Xia's little head, with a smile in his eyes: "Why are you so preoccupied?"

Ban Xia's eyes lit up, and she looked at the two in surprise: "This place is really beautiful, it's a different beauty from Cangyuanzong and Lingyunfeng!"

Bai Yi looked up and down: "The left side is just mountains, rivers, trees, flowers, and grass. How can it be so beautiful?"

Ban Xia snorted twice: "Little Senior Brother has always been incapable of appreciating, so ignore you."

Yu Hanyuan glanced at Bai Yi, full of threats.

Bai Yi squeezed his mouth aggrieved.

This day is over.

Turning his head, he saw that senior brother Yu was agreeing with his junior sister in a gentle voice, and his heart was even more stuffy.

Junior sister is a treasure, and he is a root.

Isn't he a baby?
snort!
The baby's heart is bitter, but the baby doesn't say it!
The three of them walked along the way, picking some low-level spiritual herbs that were not found in the Cangyuan Sect for their alchemy.

A silver light flashed across the sky, causing Ban Xia to look up: "Huh? That lotus seat looks a bit like Senior Sister He's."

Upon hearing the words, Yu Hanyuan frowned, feeling troubled: "It's her."

Bai Yi felt something was wrong at this moment: "Why is Senior Sister He so destined to be with us?"

Yu Hanyuan said: "It's just a bad fate."

The corner of Bai Yi's mouth twitched, deeply feeling that his senior brother spoke without mercy.

However, in Fenghe County before, He Xuebing's protection of Xiaocui really puzzled him.

At that moment, Bai Yi didn't say anything more.

Banxia shook the spirit grass in her hands to the ground, put it in the jade box, and looked at the sky with her slender hands covering the sun: "I don't know what mission Sister He took."

Yu Hanyuan put her things away: "It should also be hunting the red flame mink."

A prophecy.

When the three of them chased to the habitat of the Red Flame Sable, they saw He Xuebing as expected.

There are also several disciples of Feng Jianzong.

These days they tracked the Red Flame Sable, but they met the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect a few times.

Feng Jianzong doesn't know how to raise children, these people seem to be a little hostile towards them.

Especially when seeing the three magic treasures and seals attacking monsters for free, the hostility became even more obvious.

Ban Xia thought about it.

I don't seem to have offended these disciples.

It seems that he has never heard that Tongfeng Jianzong, his own sect, has a dirty look.

It wasn't until later that the little senior brother said that Feng Jianzong seemed to be a little harsh on his disciples, and then he suddenly realized.

Perhaps they are envious of their magic treasures, talismans and vestments.

Banxia is wearing the latest Miaohuang treasure robe from Zhenbao Pavilion. Last time she saw the female disciple of Fengjianzong staring at her casket, she couldn't recover for a long time.

ε=(ο｀*))) Alas!
Father and mother are so kind to them.

However, Banxia has lived like this since she was a child, and there are almost no ordinary clothes in her storage bag, so she naturally stopped thinking about returning to ordinary.

And so be it.

Immortal cultivators probably wouldn't do anything for these vulgar things.

When he arrived at the place, He Xuebing was in a stalemate with the disciples of Fengjianzong.

Seeing three people approaching, the two parties turned their heads together.

The expression of the disciples of Fengjianzong changed, and he was actually a little happy.

He was actually a disciple of Cang Yuanzong.

The disciples of the Cangyuan Sect are all the treasures of the sect, and when they come out to practice, they also bring magic treasures, talismans and seals all over their bodies.

Generally speaking, most of these disciples are piled up with pills, so there is nothing to be afraid of. The disciples piled up with pills at this level are far less powerful than their disciples who rely solely on their cultivation. It is not uncommon for the weak to defeat the strong Son.

Their Wind Sword Sect has always followed the principle of the weak eating the strong. Feng Zi, the eldest disciple of the Wind Sword Sect, thought about the strength gap between himself and the disciples of the Cangyuan Sect. Their sect is poor, and they have all practiced hard. They must be stronger than these precious bumps. Many, at the moment he winked at the people behind him, ready to attack.

Yu Hanyuan's eyes were piercing, and the spirit swords in the hands of the three were eager to try.

Want to fight?
he likes.

Coincidentally, they were right next to the red flame marten's habitat.

I don't know who made the first move. When the fight broke out, the Red Flame Sable Cave next to it was destroyed, and they ran out screaming.

Since they accepted this task, they still needed some snacks, and chased after the Red Flame Sable while beating them.

Until they reached the edge of a dark cave, surrounded by huge iron heart trees.

The sword energy in Ban Xia's hand was calm, and suddenly felt that this place seemed familiar.

Yu Hanyuan's heart skipped a beat, he turned around and threw a handful of talismans, pulling Ban Xia back.

I saw that where Ban Xia was just now was suddenly cut apart by the sword energy of her and Feng Zi, and a thin crack appeared.

Ban Xia bit her lower lip, breaking out in a cold sweat.

That is... the breath of space cracks.

Banxia and Yu Hanyuan looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Her and Feng Zi's strength definitely did not reach the level that could split the space.

The only explanation is that there is something strange here.

The few people on the side were still fighting hard, Feng Zi felt the suction coming from behind him, and looked back with a frown.

Seeing this, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split.

Feng Zi has always been a bold one, he frowned knowingly.

He ignored Banxia and Yu Hanyuan who were a little far away from him, and went straight to He Xuebing who was nearby.

Seeing this, Ban Xia attacked with a flash of sword light.

Liu Yinglong was entangled by other disciples and couldn't get away for a while, He Xuebing was also besieged by two disciples at the moment, so he couldn't notice Feng Zi.

Feng Zi's heart swayed, and he pointed his sword towards He Xuebing's storage bag.

He Xuebing was thrown into disarray by the sudden attack, and subconsciously stepped back.

Ban Xia withdrew her sword and transformed her palm, and beat Feng Zi half an inch away.

The crack was at He Xuebing's feet.

Feng Zi didn't want to fight when he got the storage bag, so he spilled a little powder and signaled to retreat first.

After receiving the signal, the disciples of Fengjian Sect all sprinkled powder to cover, forcing the four of them towards the crack.

Yu Hanyuan's brows tightened: "It's fairy phosphorus powder!"

(End of this chapter)