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“You, go back to Qingshanmen and report back at any time if you have any news.”

Ancestor Xuanwu slapped Yu Wujie on the chest, Yu Wujie opened his mouth in pain, an ice cicada flew into his mouth, and was then thrown out.

“Master, wouldn’t it be bad to ask Senior Brother Wuchen to go alone?” Yao Linger asked worriedly as she looked at the old Xuanwu ancestor who frowned.

“It’s okay.”

Xuanwu ancestor waved his hand.

“Aren’t you afraid of any danger from Senior Brother Wuchen?” Yaolinger asked with a frown.

“Junior sister, don’t worry!” At this moment, a man in a long robe came over and said, “I see that the master of Pingjiang City is just a blinding method released by the Qingshan Gate, and asked Wuchen Junior Brother to go. The solution couldn’t be better.”

“Can……”

Yao Linger seemed to be worried, and looked at the ancestor of Xuanwu.

“Don’t worry so much.” Xuanwu ancestor said: “I have my Zhentian Stone in Wuchen’s hands, even if there is any accident, the Zhentian Stone can keep him safe, so we just need to wait for Wuchen in the sect. news.”

Hearing this, Yao Ling’er breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Earthquake Stone in hand, then she really doesn’t need to worry, this is one of the few treasures in the hands of the Xuanwu ancestor.

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In less than half a day, Jing Wuchen arrived at Pingjiang City.

Although Pingjiang City is close to Xiuxian Zongmen, there are more mortals, so there are many large and small martial arts halls in this city.

However, for Jing Wuchen, this is not a problem, and the problem he solved is simple and rude, killing him directly.

He walked out of a martial arts hall with evil charm and cold blood on his sick face, and everyone in that martial arts hall was slaughtered and empty.

He rushed to the next martial arts hall.

After killing dozens of people in the martial arts hall, he stepped on the owner of the martial arts hall under his feet and said coldly, “Tell me, what is your relationship with Qingshanmen?”

“I, I, I, I really have nothing to do with Qingshanmen, sir, please forgive me…” However, before he finished speaking, a cold light passed by his neck.

“It’s really boring!”

The bewitching face flashed with impatience, his tongue licked the blood on the dagger, and after smashing the head of the master of the martial arts hall with one foot, he continued to go to the next martial arts hall.

In this way, according to the map of Pingjiang City, Jing Wuchen slaughtered one martial arts hall and one martial arts hall, and Feng Guan, men, women and children, left no one behind…

“Teacher, I bought you some candy, you can take it with the medicine.”

Yi Feng walked back from the outside with a face full of spring breeze, big bags and small bags, Yi Feng was also meticulous about this disciple.

“Thank you, Master, for your concern.”

Zhong Qing’s face was full of gratitude, and there were mists in his eyes. From the time he could remember, apart from his parents, only Yi Feng was really kind to him, and he also secretly remembered this kindness in his heart.

“Ouch.”

However, as soon as he entered the door, Yi Feng stumbled over the steps and almost fell to the ground.

“Master, are you okay?”

Zhong Qing hurried over and supported Yi Feng.

“Te Niang’s, this is a broken design.” Yi Feng gave the stairs a blank look. This was not the first time he tripped over the stairs. The design was simply tiring.

You take one step at a time, it’s too short, like a girl, you have to take small steps.

You step on two steps in one step, pull your hips, it’s even more uncomfortable!

“Master, wait for me to finish this step tomorrow.” Zhong Qing said quickly, thinking for Yi Feng from the bottom of his heart, and he was also very keen to do things for Yi Feng.

“Good boy.”

Yi Feng patted his head and said, “You’re just getting better. You’ll talk about these things after you get better. Go, go ahead and take the medicine.”

Afterwards, the master and the apprentice walked into the inner courtyard and watched Zhong Qing finish eating the medicine, Yi Feng was relieved, lying on the reclining chair and roasting the little sun.

Recently, he is in a good mood.

Zhong Qing is cured.

He is also rich.

It’s just a bit boring, and it seems that I have become a salted fish!

“Dog, come here.”

Yi Feng beckoned to Ao Qing, and the dog came running with its tail wagging, lying under Yi Feng’s feet obediently, letting Yi Feng rub it.

Street.

A gust of breeze blew, and the leaves were blown messily.

A figure landed in front of the martial arts hall. He raised his scrawny palm and looked at the map. He narrowed his eyes and said, “The last few martial arts halls are getting smaller and smaller, which is really disappointing!”

As he said that, he licked his tongue and walked towards the martial arts hall in front.

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