Wu Meiling shouted painfully. He raised his head and smiled unfavourably at Chiyue Uemu.

“Miyagi Chiyuki, what are you doing? Let go... let go of me! ”

Wu Meiling shouted eagerly, "Give me the medicine bag! ”

“Give you the bag?” Miyagi picked up the medicine bag and gave a giggling laugh, "Wu Meiling, do you think I would be that stupid? When you survive, can you humiliate me? ”

“Miyagi Chiyuki, you... don't talk nonsense. I... How can I humiliate you? Give me the medicine bag, I promise to go back, promise to tell Dad to take you as an apprentice, and let Brother Sword Feng marry you, please, give me the medicine bag! ”

Miyagi watched her crawl like a dog, she couldn't help laughing, she just couldn't speak freely.

In the eyes of Wu Meiling, Gong Qianxue opened the medicine bag, and the medicine in it rolled down one by one, and then she crushed it.

Wu Meiling stared suddenly and screamed hysterically, "Miyagi Chiyue, you bitch, you dare to destroy my medicine... my father will not let you go... ah -!! ”

One foot stomped heavily on her wound until, Wu Meiling rolled her white eyes and completely broke her breath.

Miyagi watched her die and laughed.

And then that laugh got louder and louder, almost crazy.

Jun Muyan, Wu Meiling, Jianfeng, Yun Guangzong... all who have offended her palace Qianxue.

She had to let them die!

Miyagi Chiyuki's eyes glanced in the direction of the departure of the Mo campers.

Of course she knows. It was to inform Jun Mu Yan.

But Jun Muyan came and fought with Yun Guangzong's people before she could profit from it!

Junmuyan, don't let me down!

The Yin and Yang Sha in my hand are waiting for you to go to Hell hungry!

= = =

“Ma'am, here we are! ”

Following the sound of Yingmei, Muang saw the body of a place.

There are Mo camp elites, and there are several strangers.

Muang looked at the bodies of several people in Mo camp, and the light in the eyes of the peach blossoms was replaced by a bitter cold.

She stretched her hand in the air and gently brushed the bodies of the Ink Camp people into the space.

“Ma'am, these people have spiritual residues in the fields, and they are people who are really fixing the real world. ”

Yingmei casually kicked Wu Meiling, who had died, faintly.

Mu's face was colder and his mouth slowly curled out a magical smile, "I don't care where they came from. ”

Those who dare to touch her, take her little treasure, kill them all!

Muang quickly found traces of Changwoo on the trunk.

They chased like wind and electricity, and at the end of the west side of the Mountains, they saw Changyu surrounded by several fixers.

Changwoo is in very bad shape.

Almost all the clothes were soaked in blood.

Even his eyes were covered with blood scabs, from his forehead to his left cheek, and a deep scar was cut.

But his eyes were as fierce as beasts and he had no intention of retreating.

Every punch out, the flames burn, can make a fixer cry out in pain.

Disciple Yun Guangzong looked at Changyu with consternation.

“This Daoist, you can use your spiritual energy, and you have such skill, that you must not be a mortal from this mainland. Why should you slaughter one another if you are all one of them? Do you, the churchgoers, work for a group of mortals? ”