Leng Hua spoke softly, looking at him and said: "It's just that the master also asked about the fairy."
"Where is she?" Mo Chen asked.
"The master has already returned to the house, but she has to deal with the matter, I'm afraid that there is no time to see Xianjun, Xianjun can come back in a few days."
Hearing this, Mo Chen asked, "But you're busy with the black market owner?"
"Exactly." Leng Hua was slightly surprised that he knew this, but nodded.
He didn't say much anymore, just said: "If this is the case, then I will come again in a few days!" When the voice fell, he turned and left.
On the other side, after Feng Jiu went to Ling Mansion to see the owner of the black market, he prepared all the medicinal materials he would use. Then he opened the aurora transmission shaft and looked carefully from above, looking for a suitable place. Alchemy.
She looked at it from above, and it didn't seem to be anything to her liking, so she put away the aurora transmission shaft, and after entering the room, she flashed directly into the space.
If you talk about alchemy, which place can be compared to her space?No one bothers inside, and it's a world of its own, and it's spiritually strong.
However, the seventh-order pill is not so easy to refine. Although she has studied for some days, the main medicine is limited, but she can't even have the chance of failure.
At the same time, in a base area of Wudumen, the middle-aged man whose arm had been cut off by Guan Xilin came to the lobby with a pale face, and bowed his head respectfully on one knee to the master.
"Sect Master, subordinates are negligent!"
Even if he was himself, he did not expect that he would lose an arm when he walked to the Tiandan Tower. With the strength of his Immortal Saint, this arm would be cut off like this!Really hateful!
Looking at the middle-aged man kneeling down below, the man in the main seat who was wearing a mask and showing only a pair of fierce eyes narrowed his eyes: "Your arm was cut by the ghost doctor Feng Jiu?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "Going back to the sect master, it is not the ghost doctor Fengjiu, but a man named Guan Xilin! The subordinates will wait to visit the Danlou that day, Na Feng Jiulian didn't show his face."
"Oh?"
The protagonist’s voice was slightly elongated, a little surprised, but he was relieved in a blink of an eye: "According to reports, this ghost doctor Feng Jiu is surrounded by capable people, but your strength is not weak, and you will be cut off. It can be seen that it must be underestimated."
The middle-aged man lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said: "Sect Master, this Guan Xilin is actually a basalt god!"
Hearing this, the heart of the main person moved: "The level of the god of war? Is it still a mysterious repair?"
"Yes, the subordinate has followed the sect master for many years, but once thought that he would be defeated in the hands of a Xuanxiu, and the subordinates can't swallow this breath. Please the sect master must seek justice for his subordinates!" Kow, because he knows that if you want to deal with Guan Xilin, Feng Jiu and others, you can only ask the master to do it yourself, otherwise, it's useless for anyone to go!
His hand will never be cut off in vain!Whether it is the ghost doctor Fengjiu!It's still Xi Lin!Or the owner of the black market!As long as there is a chance, he will not let it go!
Hearing this, the person in charge stretched out his left hand wearing black gloves and looked at him, with a low laughter with a bit of gloom: "You can withdraw first! In a few days, the deity's poisonous hand will practice. When the time comes, I will slowly clean them up one by one!" As he spoke, his hand slowly twisted, making a clicking sound...