After the villain's female supporting role became immortal, the ex-married male lead sacrificed

Hearing what she said, the cultivator stared at Tang Wuyou and the male cultivator opposite him warily.

The male cultivator on the opposite side looked at Tang Wuyou and said:

"This fairy, why don't you and I work together?"

Tang Wuyou glanced at him, turned the flying sword in his hand, and said with a faint smile:

"Okay! It's not impossible to join forces with you, but who does the red mist grass belong to?"

Hearing her question, the male cultivator flashed his eyes and said directly:

"Otherwise, how about the Red Mist Grass being returned to me first, and then I form a team with fellow daoist and then find another plant for fellow daoist?"

The male cultivator standing on the other side also said via voice transmission:

"Don't listen to this fairy, he can snatch the red mist grass that I discovered first, which shows that his character is not very good.

If the fairy helps me get this red mist grass first, I can also help the fairy find another one later. "

The temptations on both sides were not small, and Tang Wuyou only struggled for a moment before letting out a chuckle.

"The two of you said the same thing, I think, why don't you give me this red mist grass, and you two team up to find another one?"

When the monks on both sides heard what she said, their complexions sank at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist is really good at joking, in this situation, even if I want to form a team with him, he won't agree.

Ah!If he had to say that he saw the red mist grass first, why didn't he pick it first?

We clearly saw it together, so why did he come first and then me? "

This is really a 'housework' that is difficult for an upright official.

But Tang Wuyou didn't intend to continue to quarrel with them, so he pointed at the red mist grass with his sword and said:

"This grass belongs to me, you two continue to fight, no matter who wins, I promise to help the winner find another red mist grass.

As for the loser, hehe..."

Even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured. Whether he can escape depends on his ability.

Hearing what she said, it happened that these two were still in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and their cultivation bases were similar, otherwise they wouldn't have fought for a while and hadn't decided the winner.

Those two people looked at each other, and there were crackling sparks in their eyes again. Maybe the two were also secretly transmitting voices, and there was no reconciliation in the end.

So when Tang Wuyou moved and walked towards the Red Mist Grass step by step, the two looked at each other for a moment, then continued to fight.

It seemed that they all agreed with Tang Wuyou's words.

Tang Wuyou raised his foot and took two steps, the third step directly shrunk the ground into an inch, and one step was in front of the Red Mist Grass, the high-level elixir was watched by guardian monsters.

This red mist grass was also no exception, just when Tang Wuyou was about to reach out to pick it, a tree root next to it was pulled from the ground.

Just when Tang Wuyou thought that the red maple tree was guarded by the red mist grass, a stream of red liquid sprayed from the root of the tree.

No, it wasn't a tree root, it was clearly a color-changing basilisk.

The color-changing basilisk looks a bit like a stick insect, which is the best at camouflaging its body, and it is also an excellent material for refining high-level vestments.

The robes refined from the skin of the chameleon basilisk can automatically change in color and style. There are at least ten styles, depending on the level of the refiner.

Naturally, Tang Wuyou couldn't do it, she spent most of her century-old Nascent Soul on cultivation.

The four arts of cultivating immortals also know how to draw symbols, alchemy, weapon refining, and formations, although they can't be said to be blind, but I really don't have time to study them.

I knew that the color-changing basilisk was very valuable, and the red mist grass was very valuable.

Forgive her for being a Nascent Soul cultivator and falling into the eyes of money.

On the battlefield of immortals and demons, monks cannot kill each other, and they can only pick up the storage rings of those monks killed by demons.

However, such cases are generally rare. If she wants spirit stones, she can only take off the storage ring that killed Moxiu, and then take the risk of going to the black market to exchange for spirit stones.

The black market is really dark, and the ratio of magic cultivators' training materials for spiritual stones is frighteningly low.

Who would have thought that she, a Nascent Soul cultivator, still lacked spirit stones.

Now that I think about it, I forgot to evacuate the warehouse of the Tang family.

Feijian turned into countless sword lights and headed towards the color-changing basilisk. After stopping for a while, she had already dug up the red mist grass and put it into the jade box.

The two behind them continued to fight fiercely, and she secretly shot strange fire around Feijian. Like all wood-type spiritual plants, this color-changing basilisk is most afraid of fire.

He easily killed the basilisk that seemed to be only two meters long, put the basilisk into the storage ring first, and turned to look at the two people.

The middle-aged cultivator was superior and wounded the other Nascent Soul cultivator, but it was a pity that the other party escaped.

"Fellow Daoist has left a hidden danger!"

The middle-aged monk smiled, he didn't dare to bet, he was afraid that Tang Wuyou would turn around and help that person deal with him after he succeeded.

So trying to use the ultimate move will also seriously injure people.

"Fairy, don't worry, he was seriously injured by me, and it's still unknown whether he can leave this secret realm safely.

The fairy got what she wanted, but don't forget what she just said.

Still don't know how to call the fairy? "

"The next number is: Worry-free!