What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

unbelievable

The last point of the previous chapter was a bit confusing, so don’t look at that point [Online review, cannot be modified].

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Yue Zhezhi was relieved when he learned that Meng Xuan was fine. He was worried that something would happen to Meng Xuan because of the ninth-level demon tiger.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he gave Meng Qi a cold look, Yue Zhezhi retracted the red thread, returned the Tianheng silver sword to Meng Qi, turned around and left with the ninth-level demon tiger.

"I won't tell your sect that you snatched the ninth-level monster tiger and cut out its heart. You can do it yourself."

Rong Yan glanced at Meng Qi, and left with a broken branch.

Meng Qi watched them leave, seeing the mess on the ground, he suddenly lay on the ground, vomiting blood and said fiercely: "I will not let you go, I am not wrong, wait, I will"

Meng Qi suddenly felt something fall into his hand, he thought it was a hidden weapon, turned over suddenly, only to find that it was a snow-colored Qiankun bag.

The style of the Qiankun bag is simple, embroidered with dark patterns of silver gray waves, and the original owner's restriction has been erased. When you pull it open, you can see various medicine bottles and miscellaneous things inside, as well as a lot of spirit stones.

He was stunned, but when he realized it, his eye circles were red, he threw it out, and said angrily, "Who needs your pity!"

After a while, he picked it up again, clutched the Qiankun bag tightly, and muttered to himself.

"I will return it to you in double, so don't give it away."

Dawn was about to break in the sky, Yue Zhezhi took the ninth-level demon tiger and Rong Yan back along the original path.

Along the way, Yue Zhezhi didn't say much, seeing that he didn't speak, Rong Yan said softly: "What's wrong? But I'm worried about Meng Qi's matter, if you don't like it, you can solve it."

Hearing this, Yue Zhezhi vaguely felt that Rong Yan had changed, but he couldn't tell what had changed.

This feeling that Rong Yan has changed has lasted for a long time, since the last time he lifted his mask and forced a kiss.

Yue Zhezhi waved his hands and said, "I'm the one who worries about Meng Qi, he's not worth it."

Yue Zhezhi was really not worried about Meng Qi, he was thinking about who to hand over the ninth-level demon tiger to.

The matter of the ninth-level demon tiger is settled, as long as the ninth-level demon tiger is entrusted to someone to pay.

But it definitely can't be entrusted to Rong Yan, Rong Yan feels that he is not right with the ninth-level demon tiger, well, it seems that he has to ask Ling Talang.

Thinking about it, Yue Zhezhi rolled his eyes at the ninth-rank demon tiger.

Only by entrusting the ninth-level demon tiger to pay, and releasing the seal of the medical spirit, except for Rong Yan, he can go to Huangquan tonight without any worries.

When Rong Yan heard Yue Zhezhi say that he was not worried about Meng Qi, his eyes moved to Yue Zhezhi's waist, and the snow-colored Qiankun bag hanging on his waist disappeared.

Rong Yan casually asked: "Senior brother, where did your universe bag go?"

Hearing this, Yue Zhezhi took one step at a time, looked down at his waist, and said, "Hey, where did you go?"

"Did you leave it in the place where the ninth-level monster tiger was kept?" Rong Yan asked.

Yue Zhezhi's eyes wandered: "It should be, what a pity."

Rong Yan took a deep look at Yue Zhezhi, then turned around and said, "You wait here, I'll go back and look for it for you."

Yue Zhezhi grabbed Rong Yan's sleeve, and said: "No, it's too troublesome, if you lose it, you lose it, I have as many bags as I have."

Rong Yan looked sideways at Yue Zhezhi. With the magic pill in his body, he could clearly see Yue Zhezhi's black and soft hair, drooping eyelashes, beautiful nose, red lips, and a delicate neck.

Rong Yan carefully described Yue Zhezhi's appearance.

After drawing, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of Yue Zhezhi's hair, like Yue Zhezhi rua's ninth-level demon tiger.

"Okay, listen to you."

I don't know if it's because of being a Taoist couple, Yue Zhezhi feels that Rong Yan's every word and deed is trampling on his heart, Yue Zhezhi is dizzy and a little obsessed.

Reason told him that this state was dangerous.

Yue Zhezhi patted Rong Yan Rua's hand away from his head, raised his hand and scratched the fingertip of his left index finger, collected himself, and said: "The matter is settled, come on, dissolve the relationship between the Taoist couple. Hurry up."

Rong Yan held Yue Zhezhi's left hand, he lowered his head, and licked away the blood from Yue Zhezhi's fingertips.He whispered: "Do you have to solve it?"

The moist touch was transmitted from the nerve endings to the central nervous system clamoringly. Yue Zhezhi's eyes rounded a little bit. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't. He said angrily: "You said it yourself, you will understand it! You can't say it!" No letter!"

"I lied to you."

Rong Yan held Yue Zhezhi's hand, pressed him in his arms, bit Yue Zhezhi's earlobe, and said in a soft voice, "From the beginning, I didn't intend to untie it."