Supreme Medicinal God

Seeing that there was a bit of loss between Duzhong Meiyu, Ye Feng had an encouraging smile on his face: "Brother Duzhong, don't worry, who is the first in the prefecture level group, I'm not sure, but second, I promise to give it to Nie Qingwu."

Du Zhong shook his head: "No, I got your kindness, but do you think she will accept it, your second place in charity? She will strive for it, no matter whether she gets the ranking or not, it is not important to win or lose, she As long as I try to go to the game, I am satisfied."

What Ye Feng most appreciates is the openness of Eucommia. If other denominations can think like Eucommia, this ancient martial arts competition will be much more harmonious and pure.

The peaks of Huashan Mountain are green and dripping, endless, and the strange peaks are stacked like a fairyland on earth, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Ye Feng praises the magical work of nature.

"Brother Du is right. I know Nie Qingwu's personality. She will strive for the first. No matter what the result is, I hope she will do her best."

Behind him came a murmured voice: "Listening to your tone, as if I was destined to miss the first."

I don't know when Nie Qingwu came over, standing like a slim green bamboo, standing beside her. Ye Feng's state of mind was immersed in the beautiful and picturesque scenery without paying attention to her coming.

With an interesting smile on his face, Du Zhong glanced at Ye Feng and Nie Qingwu, and took the initiative to leave, throwing a sentence: "Let's talk, I will go back, and I will tell them that you have no opinion on this grouping."

A shy blush appeared on Nie Qingwu's face: "Old Du walks slowly."

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly: "I don't mean that, I just want to say..."

"You don't need to say more, we are friends, but in the ancient martial arts competition, we are also competitors, please respect my opponent."

Nie Qingwu's voice was extremely firm and courageous, and her beautiful face was full of heroines.

Ye Feng glanced under Nie Qingwu's tight training suit, slightly undulating chest, slender and slim waistline, and rounded hips. This exquisite curve is definitely the devil figure of a thousand miles.

Feel Ye Feng is staring at her, her eyes are shining, Nie Qingwu said, "What are you looking at, don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Haven't seen beautiful women!"

Thinking of the ostrich egg that once pinched Nie Qingwu, Ye Feng was stunned.

"Cut, see what's the matter with a few glances. I've kissed it and touched it."

When I remembered being kissed by Ye Feng, I also felt a sensation of drunkenness in my heart, stinky guy, really said, Nie Qingwu couldn't help but have a fever on his face, almost red to the root of the neck.

The girl is the best at playing, she doesn’t admit it, she glares at her and whispers: “Don’t talk nonsense, who made you kiss and touch, I’m here to tell you, I’m representing the official, maybe in the competition Yu Jiang Yuxin, Lan Ling'er, let them play seriously, don't let me be merciful because we are friends. After that, we will see you in the afternoon."

After talking, Nie Qingwu flicked the horsetail and walked away without looking back.

Looking at Nie Qingwu's slim back, Ye Feng couldn't help but appreciate it, just like Nie Qingwu's meticulous and serious spirit, which contained the temperament of military personnel.

The Valley of the Beasts was like a catastrophe, even the turf was shoveled off.

Those who are used to wandering in the valley, can not see one of the spiritual iron-tooth wolves, usually in the mountains, the blood-clawed monkey holding the vine game is also missing.

The Valley of the Beasts turned into an empty valley of death.

Yue Zhuoqun hated the Martian star in his eyes.

At the foot of Huashan, this five-element fascinating array was set up because he built a valley of fierce beasts here, which made people put most of the fierce beasts he had collected for many years.

The blood-clawed monkeys, iron-tooth wolves, and raccoon cats all cost a lot of money and took a lot of effort to cultivate and train.

What made him most distressed was that no one knew where to go.

Three disciples guarding the fierce beast valley, one of them was poisoned and died, and two others kneeled under his feet, waiting for Yue Zhuoqun to fall.

Yue Zhuoqun said yin and yang stupidly: "Who told me where is the white ape over three meters tall?"

One of the big men witnessed everything and answered truthfully: "Report the suzerain, blown away by the wind and gone."

Yue Zhuoqun's eyes glared and shouted: "Blowed away by the wind? You fart, that blue-backed white ape weighs a ton, what wind can blow it away?"

The disciple was so pale that he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Elder Lu also stood sideways with his head down, guarding the disciples of the Valley of the Ferocious Beast, which is his direct disciple.

He had carefully inspected the scene and explained to the disciple: "Sect Master, look at the turf in the valley, as if it was shoveled by a sharp sword, and there are such marks in the sea of ​​fire under our cloth. Being shoveled in large swaths, the dirt filled the trenches filled with kerosene."

Yue Zhuoqun's eyes rolled, and a look of consternation appeared on his face: "Does this group of girls control the weather? I have been dealing with Yihua Palace for decades. Xuan Jing doesn't have this ability. How can I change the suzerain? Can you control the weather?"

Another big man guarding the Valley of the Beasts thought of something, and threw it over with anxiety, and handed over a wind blade rune, one of the female disciples in the Huahua Palace, who played the wind blade rune against the blood-clawed monkey in a panic, no Carefully left one, and was picked up by the big man.

"They dropped it. Before they came, there was no such symbol here."

The first man to speak, said anxiously, "I saw them, took out a lot of these things, and thrown them at once, and the wind was blowing. It was simply a tornado storm. After a while, when the wind stopped, the blue-backed white ape was wiped away."

After the two big men opened the stone gate to release the blue-backed white ape, they hid in the distance, wanting to see the excitement, but saw the blue-backed white ape disappeared by the wind.

Elder Lu also felt that his disciples were a bit outrageous, and mocked with contempt: "They seem to have been beaten up, talking nonsense, throwing this thing, how can there be a strong wind, this is clearly used to drive evil and avoid evil. . These girls are really superstitious, participate in ancient martial arts competitions, and still carry this stuff with them, they are afraid of being haunted in this battle."

Knowing that the big man did not dare to talk nonsense and deceive himself, Yue Zhuoqun reached out to signal Elder Lu not to speak.

He stared at the wind blade rune with full attention, then squinted and touched the rune seal, and finally sniffed it carefully under his nose. The wind blade rune just made last night did not dissipate the flavor, and remained. A smell of chicken blood.

"Spell of Taoism, does it really exist? Who is this kid?"

(End of this chapter)