After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

After Ye Zhifan finished dealing with Ye Tianlu, he naturally went around to touch the corpse.

He rummaged through it very carefully, and besides the clothing that covered the body, he would also pick out other valuable items, even the jeweled buttons on his belt.

Fortunately it wasn't hot, otherwise I wouldn't know how many flies there were.

This is the tacit understanding between him and Brother Jia.

Brother Jia suffers from selective mysophobia and is determined not to touch dead bodies but is greedy for small gains, so after the fight, he will be sent to collect valuable things.

After touching it, Ye Zhifan walked towards the hillside with unknown wild flowers, his tall figure blocking the precious sunshine in winter.

"Brother Jia, the fight is over."

The hand that grabbed the storage bag released, and the moment the thing fell to the ground, the young man opened his eyes, and the moment he grabbed the storage bag, he cast a dust-purifying spell.

Ye Zhifan was surprised every time he saw it, but he was not envious, and he had no intention of learning from it.

Because for a monk, magic is the foundation of his foothold and survival, and the lifeblood that is more important than spiritual stones.

Jia Xingming stepped on the ground with both feet, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and stood up flexibly.

Throwing the storage bag and walking straight towards the desert, a voice came from far away:

"Let's go into Tianquan City!"

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There is heavy snow in the sky, giving Kongmeng Mountain a new coat.

The cold wind like a knife kept cutting into the body. In such a freezing climate, even practitioners felt uncomfortable.

In a cave covered by vines somewhere, a light yellow fennec fox was covered in blood and huddled in its clothes, its golden eyes looking out without blinking.

Scattered snowflakes fell on the fox through the gaps in the cave ceiling. It stretched out its paw to pick one up and watched the snowflakes melt in confusion.

Xiao Yunyi came out of Wentian City with nothing but a Xingyao Sword and a set of disciple uniforms.

In order to find clues to Guihai Territory and the Blood Evil Sect, and to reach further places, he almost desperately hunted monsters and collected spiritual plants in exchange for spiritual stones.

In order to save money and reduce contact with other people, he never went to an inn. He always found a cave and turned into a fox to stay.

Ever since it started snowing, he had been lying motionless for a long time.

The first acquaintance between him and his master played over and over in his mind.

The day I met Master, there was such heavy snow, so dense that it blocked the sky and the sun, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

She was like a god coming from the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and she fell into his arms with shock all over her body, forcing him to wake up from his numbness.

From then on, Xiao Yunyi had a future.

He tried hard to keep his eyes open and looked at the snow on his paws and the snow in the mountains. His eyes were sore and swollen with tears, but he never looked away.

It seems that only in this way, the first encounter with Master will stay a little longer.

Long enough to be able to clearly see every trace of Master's expression, every hair, and every inch of clothes.

Long enough to temporarily relieve the lovesickness that drives him almost crazy!

The chest feels tight all the time, as if the heart is weak and will stop beating at any time.

He always wanted to take an awl and pierce it hard, as if that could relieve the pain of his terminal illness.

But he endured it with all his strength, because if you want to find what you lost, strength is extremely important, and such extreme behavior will affect the foundation of your practice.

Xiao Yunyi could only cut the knife on his wrist and tell himself that he was still alive through the hearty blood and pain.

The little fox's left front paw was covered with scars, with bone deep enough to see, and some of the scars were already rotting and oozing pus. His right front paw was covered with a begonia flower bracelet that had shrunk with him.

But the most conspicuous thing is the blood stains all over his body, which are not caused by self-inflicted wounds.

Six days ago.

Xiao Yunyi took another batch of monster materials to Fenghuo Hall, but when he came out, he encountered a sudden heavy snowfall.

The young man with a gorgeous appearance flashed his frost-covered long eyelashes, wore thin and plain clothes, and walked on the street with a confused look.

Heavy snow fell all over his body, turning the tip of his nose and cheeks pink, giving him a pitiful feeling.

He allowed his perception and attention to be taken away by the memories sealed in the heavy snow, and he wandered aimlessly on the streets.

"That's the boy!"

The few guys who are secretly following are notorious in the Kongmeng Mountain area. They are the Five Netherworld Madmen who specialize in looting for a living.

They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil deeds. The monks who were robbed by them all died in the underworld, and no one was spared.

They were eyeing Xiao Yunyi because they saw him going deep into Kongmeng Mountain to hunt monsters a few days ago, and then saw him selling a lot of spiritual stones at Fenghuo Hall.

How powerful can a foreign monk who travels alone be?

The five people gathered together and decided to kill people and seize wealth.

The boss is called the Devil Eyes, one eye is blind, and the other eye turns into a dark green vertical pupil.

Once you meet that eye, you will inadvertently fall into the most fearful illusion deep in your heart.

The second child is a puppet master, and he likes to control his prey to kill each other.

The third child is known as the heart-eating ghost. He has big arms and a round waist. He prefers to eat people's hearts raw. He always likes to take out the hearts of people while they are still alive and eat them in front of people.

Lao Si is an earth-type monk who is good at trapping people.

Lao Wu is a dark monk who is good at sneak attacks.

Xiao Yunyi was already in a trance due to the heavy snow that day. When he met his boss's vertical pupils, the scenery in his field of vision slowly rotated into circles of colored ribbons.

He seemed to see a big snake full of patterns, spitting out snake letters, and its green vertical pupils were staring at him.

The world was spinning for a moment, and the surrounding scene changed instantly.

The second child took the opportunity to control him, the fourth child used the unearthed prison technique to trap him underground, and the fifth child was on the side to take precautions.

The third child showed his steel claws and was eager to try.

In Xiao Yunyi's fantasy world, the master looked at him coldly.

"Xiao Yunyi, you have been expelled from the school. From now on, you will have nothing to do with me!"

"No, Master! I was wrong! Please don't drive me away!"

He lay on the ground and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.

When the woman turned around resolutely, he walked forward on his knees and hugged her legs tightly.

"Master, please..."

The woman kicked him in the chest.

Severe pain occurred and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Do you know how much time and energy I have spent as a teacher in order to save your little life, and how many rare and rare treasures of heaven and earth have been wasted?"

A cold and cold voice sounded, and Xiao Yunyi looked up in disbelief. He was holding the woman's waist, and they were soaking in the fairy marrow pool together.

Master would never do this to me!

Xiao Yunyi roared, and what he saw was a steel claw embedded in his chest, stealing his heart!

Anger soared into the sky, and the pure spiritual power contained in the sea of ​​​​qi suddenly exploded. His eyes were blood red, and he summoned the Xingyao Sword to slash out the steel claws.

As expected of a spiritual weapon that had been played with by Qingluan Sword Master, the invincible steel claws of the Heart-eating Ghost were easily cut off.

All the elbows were broken off, and the smelly blood sprayed all over Xiao Yunyi's body.

He frowned in disgust, and even at the moment of life and death, he still had the thought to use the dust-purifying technique for himself.

"Too dirty! I belong to Master and cannot be dirty."

He read silently.