I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Above Guanwu Square, the final day of the sect's martial arts competition is still going on.

Moreover, compared to the previous four days, the last day was particularly intense. Even those sects that had already been eliminated had to show their best brilliance on this last day.

On the huge screen divided into different areas, the eyes of many melon-eating monks focused on Fairy Lin, the Prince Boxer, or the fairies from Luohua Sect and various sects.

If it was a confrontation between two fairies, it would attract even more focused attention.

Just kidding! Two fairies fighting, this is the best thing to watch.

The director of the Kongling Sect is also very understanding, so he directly puts the most popular ones in the middle for easy viewing.

What is different from others is that in Guanwu Square, a girl surrounded by many eyes is staring at the corner of the screen.

In that corner, a man was confronting a peasant monk with a crystal clear long sword in his hand.

This man's sword practice seems to be random, but it is obvious that he is hiding his true strength.

The peasant cultivator also worked very hard, and he was bound to win this round, almost exhausting all his skills.

All kinds of piranhas rushed towards the man, and the grass grew wildly, reaching towards Jiang Lin like tentacles.

It can be said to be a well-matched opponent

Xiao Yi, don't look at it.

Just when Bai Jiuyi was fascinated by watching, Bai Qianluo hugged his apprentice from behind.

The two beauties snuggled up to each other, making people's noses hot.

How about it? Do you want Master to open his memory?

Bai Qianluo bit Bai Jiuyi's ear and said softly.

If he thinks about his childhood and realizes that you are the white fox back then, Xiao Yi, maybe things will turn around.

Listening to Master's words, Bai Jiuyi remained silent.

Seeing that Xiaoyi still didn't respond, Bai Qianluo continued: It's still Xiaoyi who is worried that once he remembers that you cheated his feelings by turning into a little white fox back then, he will hate you even more, and he doesn't even want to see you you?

The woman lowered her eyes lightly. Although her movements were not obvious, she still looked into Bai Qianluo's eyes.

Bai Qianluo smiled softly: Sure enough, Master guessed it right.

So what if you guessed right?

Finally, Bai Jiuyi spoke slowly, and looked at him who was fighting with someone.

He already hated me enough.

After finishing speaking, Bai Jiuyi turned around and walked out to participate in the last boring contest.

Looking at the back of his apprentice leaving, the corners of Bai Qianluo's mouth rose slightly.

Maybe, even Xiaoyi sometimes doesn't know what she is doing?

For Xiaoyi, why would she want to come here?

It seemed that it was just to take a look at him and confirm whether he was intact. After all, Xiao Yi killed him with her own hands.

But what about after reading it? After confirming that he was fine, why did Xiaoyi continue to stay?

It seems very open-minded, but in fact, I don't even dare to admit my 'reluctance' for him. She is really a little girl.

Bai Qianluo shook his head, looked away from Xiaoyi, and looked at the shameless man on the screen who bet that he would win and that the battle would last for a long time.

If his memory recovers, will he really not forgive Xiaoyi? Will he alienate Xiaoyi even more?

Bai Qianluo thought for a while, and seemed to be amused by his own thoughts.

How is it possible? Xiaoyi said so beautifully, I wish I could be a man.

In a small village under the Konglingzong mountain range, a man landed with a sword.

If you have read various gossip newspapers recently, you will find that this man is almost exactly the same as the big disciple of the Kongling Sect in the news.

The eldest disciple of the Kongling Sect, a sword cultivator in the Jade Raw Realm, Mr. Ma is indeed extraordinary.

In the village, a maid in a black dress bowed.

Looking at this maid, Ma Dongqiang frowned slightly: This is the way you treat guests in the world of the monster clan. If your master doesn't come to greet you, let you have a maid?

My master has said that Mr. Ma is not worthy to see my master, so I will do it for you.

As soon as the maid Ming'an finished speaking, a sharp sword aura exploded from Ma Dongqiang's body. Around Ming'an, there were more than a dozen sword marks that were more than ten meters long.

The maid, Ming An, was not annoyed, but just smiled softly: My master said that people will not die if they don't commit suicide, so I ask Mr. Ma to cherish life.

Heh! The world of your monster clan is really interesting! Isn't your master afraid that you will die in my hands first?

Young master, you can give it a try.

Seeing the woman's smile, Ma Dongqiang finally did not make a move.

Please don't waste time, Mr. Ma, this way please.

As if he didn't pay attention to the temper of this Jade Raw Sword Cultivator at all, Ming An brought him back to a courtyard.

On the stone table in the yard, there is a picture scroll of water and moon, which is used to see the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Ma Dongqiang looked at the mirror in the mirror on the stone table, which was the live broadcast of Jiang Lin's fight with the peasant monk.

The purpose of your Yaozu's trip to the world is this flower picker?

Ming An said calmly: Not only Young Master Jiang, but also Mo Li from your Kongling Sect.

Although she is a maid, she has already entered the first floor of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Hearing the maid Ming An's request, the man frowned slightly: Impossible! Without Mo Li, I would not be able to take charge of the Void Spirit Sect. Mo Li must become my wife.

Don't worry, son.

Ming An poured him a cup of tea, which was regarded as a way of hospitality, although Ming An didn't want to do it very much.

This time the sect contest, we will help Mr. Ma master the Empty Spirit Sect, and Mr. Ma will give you convenience when our Yaozu world enters Wutong State in the future. This is our original contract. We will not break our promise, but, Miss Moli won't give it to Mr. Ma.

Ma Dongqiang narrowed his eyes: Then what if I insist on it?

Ming smiled lightly and said, If Mr. Ma insists on asking for it, then we will give it to you. It's just a woman.

You Yaozu Tiantian are so easy to talk about?

It's been said that she is only a woman. Although she has some talents, the master taught us to be good at making choices.

But how can I trust you?

Our Yaozu world never makes oaths. Believe it or not, it's all based on your heart. If Mr. Ma doesn't want to join hands with us, then please do it, Ming An will not send it away.

Ma Dongqiang stared at Ming An for a long time, then withdrew his gaze and strode away.

I'll take a gamble with you!

Seeing the young master Ma disappear into the distance, Ming secretly tidied up the scroll, got up and walked to the master's yard.

Owner

Ming An returned on one knee, and the plump woman in front of her was stroking the belly of the white cat.

how's it going?

As master guessed, he really wants His Highness Mo Li.

Of course, who wouldn't be tempted by the meat that can only be seen but not eaten for many years? What's more, he hasn't seen it a few times in these years.

Is the master really going to give His Highness Moli to him?

Give it to him? That Ma Dongqiang? Hehehe

In the yard, there was a woman's light laughter. The woman's chest was heaving and beautiful, as if she had heard an extremely funny joke.

After a long time, the woman stopped slowly, her tone was calm, but the chill penetrated her heart:

Is he worthy?

What does the master mean?

Wu Die gently pressed the white cat's small meat pad with her fingers and said casually:

Didn't you say it all? To form an alliance with my monster clan, believe it or not, it's all based on your heart. If that's the case, then kill him.

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Author: blue and white sky

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