Sacrifice

He Lingfeng's words were too hateful, and everyone's expressions were not very good.

The little girl who was born with a blue sparrow seemed not to be able to read her face, but jumped up cheering, clapped her hands, and smiled sweetly, "Brother He is really amazing!"

Qingque's senior brother was full of evil spirits. Thinking of the hatred he had kicked on the first floor before, his palms felt itchy, and he wanted to strike He Lingfeng with a sword, but the woman next to him stopped him, "Junior brother Yan, little girl!" If you can't bear it, you will make a big mess, since that kid can come in, it can be counted as a help, isn't it just stepping on you~"

The woman cast a teasing glance at the underbelly of the young man in gray shirt, "I didn't step on any fatal places..."

Yanzi blushed with pride, and he glared at the woman, "Since Junior Sister Yun said so, then you'll be fine next time."

Yun Ming shrugged her shoulders, unsheathed her long sword, and took two steps forward, "Mr. Mei, it seems that we won the last game. If we win another game, we will have to choose one of the three things!"

The old man surnamed Mei had a gloomy face, "Oh? It seems that the new fellow daoist is very familiar with fellow daoist Yun and others?"

Yun Ming chuckled, thinking of the oolong on the first floor, she casually stroked the hair bun next to her ear, "That's my junior sister's friend, I don't think there will be any objection."

Yun Ming knew that the kid was just a young cultivator, even if there were objections, she and Yan Zijin were not afraid.

Old Mei looked at the monks around him, and said to one of them, "That's so troublesome brother Chi."

The old man nodded lightly, took a few steps forward, and confronted Yun Ming.

He Lingfeng didn't care about the fight in the arena, he was busy dealing with the questioning from the little girl Qingque.

"Why did you leave that day!?" Qingque pursed her lips, wanting to cry, "I brought my senior sister here, but you left!"

Without even thinking about it, He Lingfeng said, "My master has something to ask me for!"

Qingque tilted her head, "Really?"

"Really!" He Lingfeng nodded repeatedly.

Qing Que is simple in nature, but He Lingfeng didn't expect that He Lingfeng was fooling her, "Forget it, the master's fate is hard to break, I forgive you!" She took out her purse from her sleeve, "I asked the senior sister, and the senior sister said that you can't give it to strangers. Ren Baobao, you gave me a rabbit hat, you are not a stranger!"

He Lingfeng looked at the purse in embarrassment. The whole body of the purse was blue, and there was also a small lotus flower embroidered on it. Although the workmanship was green, but there was a hint of agility. He shrank his hands and did not dare to take it, "Uh, you made this?"

Qing Que said proudly, "Yes, I sewed it myself, my father didn't even have it."

The corner of He Lingfeng's mouth twitched, and he said implicitly, "The first time I got the Lingshi, I gave it to Senior Brother."

Shouldn't the first thing you make be filial to the teacher?For example, he once honored the spirit stones and pills given to Jieyuan.

Qing Que blinked her big eyes, as if she didn't understand, "But senior brother has a senior sister to make purses! I'll give it to my little brother for the first time!"

"..." He Lingfeng's eyes darkened, if the little girl's father heard this, wouldn't he kill him?

He Lingfeng's eyes are very poisonous. The little girl in Qingque is wearing a green shirt. Judging from the material, the green shirt is obviously woven with green luan feathers, surrounded by dark embroidered threads, like a protective formation. Although the hairpin on Jiji's arm is inconspicuous, it is definitely a magic weapon. She carries two long swords on her back. Knowing that the long sword is extraordinary, not to mention that the little girl still wears a silver collar around her neck, two strings of beads on her wrist, and a bell hanging around her waist...

This is obviously a mobile magic weapon!

Being able to dress up her own daughter as such a character, at least she would be a great power in the Nascent Soul stage. Now that her master is trapped by the Black Dragon King, He Lingfeng felt that it was a foolish thing to provoke a Nascent Soul power. thing.

Maybe it was because he was in a daze for too long, the little girl's raised arms were a little sore, so Qing Que directly stuffed the purse into He Lingfeng's hand, then pulled He Lingfeng up, and ran to her senior brother.

"..." He Lingfeng's hands trembled slightly, feeling that what he was holding was a hot potato, and he didn't even know how to throw it.

Yan Zijin looked at the dwarf in the bamboo hat who was pulled over by his junior sister, but felt that the clasped hands were too dazzling, he blocked Qing Que indiscriminately, with a fake smile, "Junior Sister Qing Que, this is what you said He Ye?"

Qing Que nodded again and again, and then his attention was attracted by Yun Ming, who was killing everyone in the field, "Senior Sister Yun's Burning Heaven Nine Styles are getting sharper and sharper, Dad must be happy to see it."

Yan Zijin didn't bother to watch Yun Ming's fight, and his seniors and brothers were too familiar, so he focused all his attention on He Lingfeng, "My servant, Yan Zijin, is a direct disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect. I don't know where your master came from?"

He Lingfeng suddenly looked at the gray-shirted youth in front of him through the drooping tulle of the bamboo hat. If he remembered correctly, the protagonist of the original book entered the Kunlun Sword Sect, and there was no one in the Kunlun Sword Sect at that time. Swallows are reserved.

Reflexively, he wanted to put his hands together, and when he stretched his hands halfway, he remembered that he could not reveal his identity, so he said dryly, "He Ye."

Yanzi sneered inwardly, a casual cultivator who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, is still trying to seduce the little junior sister?

He said gloomyly, "How will fellow Daoist He gain from coming here? I wonder if Fellow Daoist He is interested in the three treasures on the table?"

Yan Zijin said with bad intentions, "If you want it, fellow Daoist He will have to compete!"

He Lingfeng glanced at the things on the table, shook his head, "I don't care."

Yanzi was silent, casual cultivators were desperately looking for resources, but the kid in front of him was indifferent to the things on the table, either he was ignorant or didn't need it, he put away his contempt and hostility, and seriously looked at the dwarf in the bamboo hat in front of him.

Bamboo hat... Well, mortal things, clothes... Although they are exquisite, they have no spiritual power. The fluctuation of spiritual power on their body should be at the ninth level of Qi refining, and the bell hanging on the rosary on the chest is somewhat interesting, huh?The stick-shaped magic weapon in his hand seems to be extraordinary, but other than that, there is nothing else worth noting!

Yan Zijin raised his vigilance, abnormality is a demon, he unconsciously touched the long sword on his waist, and asked tentatively, "You Daoist He, aren't you interested in those treasures?"

He Lingfeng's eyes had already fallen on the field, he focused on watching Fairy Yunming fighting with another old man surnamed Chi, and said casually, "It's useless if I want those things."

Yanzi raised her eyebrows, "Even if it's useless, you can exchange it with others!"

He Lingfeng still shook his head, "Not interested."

Seeing that she was speechless, Yan Zijin stopped talking and focused on the field.

In the arena, Fairy Yunming's long sword was in full swing, as if burning the sky and destroying the earth, rolling up monstrous flames. The old man surnamed Chi was not to be outdone, he held a huge ax and fought inextricably with Fairy Yunming, the scene was extremely exciting.

Those who can enter the third floor of Yunming Palace are all the best in the Qi refining period of Wangqinghai. He Lingfeng watched the fight in the field greedily, and felt that it was an eye-opener. After a while, the old man with the surname Chi After a few steps back, he wiped it on his waist, and a red leopard jumped into the field, roaring and rushing towards Fairy Yunming.

Fairy Yunming's complexion changed, and she drew the sword formula in her hand. In the next second, three fire dragons shot up into the sky, one wrapped around the red leopard, one protected her body, and the other slashed at the old man surnamed red.

The old man chuckled, swung the huge ax horizontally, and slashed down with a huge pressure, the fire dragon was directly crushed into two pieces by the old man surnamed red.

Just taking advantage of this time, Fairy Yunming flitted around, stabbed the red leopard covered in blood with a few swords, howling again and again, watching the old man block the fire dragon, Fairy Yunming dodged the attacking ax unhurriedly , The long sword swept across from bottom to top, the flames were raging, and the overwhelming waves rushed out, and the surrounding fire was full of fire for a while, and everyone couldn't stop stepping back.

Qing Que clapped her hands and said happily, "Senior Sister's move covers more and more areas!"

Yan Zijin snorted coldly, but secretly felt ruthless in her heart, she had to retreat properly after returning, otherwise she would be compared by Yun Ming.

When He Lingfeng saw this move, although he also felt that it was powerful, the sword that Master Mingyu rolled down from the nine heavens was always replaying in his mind. It's really flawless, although the swordsmanship of the woman in front of her is good, she is still not as good as Ming Yu.

Immediately he laughed at himself again, but he had high vision but low power, maybe he was not as good as the woman in front of him.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted by Fairy Yunming, the few casual cultivators who had been standing around sloppily began to move around. They were weaker than Mei Lao and Yan Zijin and others, and they would definitely be suppressed individually. But at this moment, the two sides are fighting fiercely, so when not to make trouble at this moment?

Then after a loud noise, the fog in front of his eyes was blurred, and the fire and thunder mixed with the light of water instantly blocked his sight. He Lingfeng reacted very quickly, with a backflip, the long stick swept across his chest, and the red vine around his wrist was behind him. The gate of previous memories recedes.

Unexpectedly, those rogue cultivators tried to snatch the treasures on the stage, but when one person rushed to the front and back of the stage rashly, the stage burst into intense light, crushing the rogue cultivators into scum in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the three treasures suddenly flew up automatically as if they had spiritual consciousness, and the old man surnamed Mei stared at the bottle, chasing desperately, not even noticing the blow from behind, until he vomited blood and fell down. To the point that I was sneak attacked by my own people! !

His eyes were full of viciousness, and he roared, "Ke Han!! How dare you sneak attack me!!"

The young man smiled warmly, "I would like to send my greetings to you for the 380 members of my junior brother."

After saying this, the young man surnamed Ke raised his hand and fired three more thunderbolts. The strong thunder and lightning intertwined in the hall, and the whole palace began to vibrate. The three treasures in the air were like headless flies. It's getting weirder.

As soon as He Lingfeng rushed to the doorway in his memory, he felt a pain in his chest. It turned out that the magic weapon, like a headless fly, tried to leave the door, and hit He Lingfeng's chest.

He Lingfeng didn't bother to check it, so he raised his hand and threw it into the package. In the next second, a huge force came from behind, he barely twisted away a few inches, and a huge ax smashed down with boundless murderous aura!

"Boy! Put down the magic weapon!!"

The old man surnamed Chi had a ferocious face. He Lingfeng was severely cleaved with a scar on his left back, and blood sprang out.

The old man surnamed Chi froze suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and then He Lingfeng shot Mo Ke Wuliang, leaping in the air to catch the thousand catty falling, and smashed it down neatly! !

Yan Zijin, who was chasing after him, paused, and when he saw this scene, his legs tightened, and the short man in the bamboo hat hit the naked old man's lower abdomen straight! !

——He couldn’t bear to look down==

The old man surnamed Chi bowed into shrimps in pain, and He Lingfeng felt a burning pain on his back. After he smashed it, he rolled over again, panting heavily, and just when he stood up, he felt his feet go soft. The ground actually disappeared! !

The whole palace began to vibrate. Countless boulders fell down. He Lingfeng couldn't dodge it. When a boulder hit him, he vomited blood. When his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.