Fast-traveling female supporting role: There is no limit to fancy flirting with men

Chapter 302: The Wind and Clouds of Cultivation Wastewood (67)

Everyone took out their most precious things without reservation, handed them to old man Qi, and looked at him with very eager eyes.

The old man Qi put down his wine glass, with a very emotional expression on his face, he wiped his goatee, looked at Qingcheng very pleased and said, "Apprentice, you are a character, you are better than me! You also understand more deeply than me. ! This human character will definitely flourish in your hands, and its true power will bloom! Even if the master knows that I have violated the original promise, I think he will not blame me."

"Master! Are you agreeing? Do you really want to teach me?" Qingcheng jumped up happily and hugged his neck from behind!
"Ahem, you crazy girl! I really don't understand why they treat you so well and are willing to give you the most precious things!"

"Hey, Peak Master, didn't you also give her the most precious thing..." Wang Xijue looked at Qingcheng who was bouncing proudly and tenderly.

"Master, apprentice respects you!"

Qingcheng secretly put the last pill into the wine glass and poured it to old man Qi.

I pray secretly in my heart!
Old man, don't blame me for being cruel!

If you don't use alcohol to stimulate it and deepen the effect of the medicine, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to break through the stage of transformation!

The last time Wang Zudao broke through the stage of transforming gods, it made old man Qi greedy.

The salary of Daofeng's disciples has been raised so much, but Fufeng's disciples under him are still struggling on the poverty line. This makes him feel very guilty, but there is nothing he can do about it.

But he never thought that all his guilt and powerlessness would fall into Qingcheng's eyes.

Ever since Wang Xijue told her that it was this marrow-washing and refining pill that helped his ancestor break through to the realm of transforming gods, she has been looking for an appropriate time to give this pill to Elder Qi!
Now this opportunity has finally come!
"Master, how do you feel about this wine?" Qing Cheng watched him drink the wine in the glass with a smile, looking forward to it but couldn't help gloating.

"Did you take laxatives in this wine? Why does my stomach hurt!" Qi Lao covered his stomach with one hand, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.

When Qingcheng mentioned the talisman before, when he was always laughing, he was tossed by Qingcheng's tickling pills and Wudusan, so this reaction at this moment is purely inertial thinking, which is normal!

"Master, you are the Patriarch of the Nascent Soul Stage, and you are afraid that my little laxative will not work. Don't worry, I won't die! It will only hurt for an hour at most..." Qingcheng smiled and said this deliberately.

Everyone present, except for Yueying, probably guessed what medicine Qingcheng used for her, after all, they were all very experienced in the past!
"That's right, it doesn't hurt very much! It's as if all the bones in my body have been smashed!" Xiaocui also joined the teasing team!

"Yeah! It's not too painful, it's like being roasted on a fire!" Yuexiang couldn't help laughing when she thought of the pain during the day!

"It's not as scary as you said! It's just that the whole body's muscles and bones were crushed and then roasted in the fire again..." Wang Xijue smirked!

"What are you talking about?" Yueying looked confused!
"Third brother, you are the root of ice spirit. In fact, I really want you to take a piece of this pill, to experience the feeling of ice and fire! I am afraid that your spirit root will be destroyed! After all, you are the heart of our ancestors! Jian, is also one of our Piao Miao sect's elusive arrogance, if something goes wrong, I have nine lives and I'm not enough to die!"

"Fifth sister, do you think Third Brother needs to take pills?"

Moon Shadow seemed to be led badly by them, gradually revealing her true nature.

Everyone shook their heads in unison, "No need!"

(End of this chapter)