Transmigrating into the male channel, she makes money to cultivate immortals and bring the villains

The whisk that bound Jiang Ling also returned to its original state because of Yin Ming's fall. Jiang Ling struggled to get up, and under the watchful eyes of the richest man and Jiang Ying, she was visibly aging rapidly.

"Cough, is he dead?" She trembled and propped herself up, looking at the comatose Ming Ming with hatred, and she was about to fall down again when she lost her strength.

"Aunt, are you okay?" the richest man rushed to help.

Jiang Ling was leaning on her nephew's arms, with a smile on her old face, she could see that she was older than her actual age.

"Fortunately, after listening to the master's words, I gave you that strength, aunt, I didn't hurt you for nothing!"

Seeing Jiang Ling's vitality disappearing little by little, the richest man was helpless.

Jiang Ying's ears are easy to use, so she naturally heard the muffled sound coming from Jiang Ling's body. The current Jiang Ling is a gun that has exploded, and there is no possibility of recovery.

"Jiangying Daoist, please." Jiang Ling raised her hand with difficulty, pointing to Ming Ming who was lying not far away: "Keep him away, I look at it, it's disgusting!"

Jiang Ying was as good as he was, and kicked the head of the door to the edge of the high platform.

Jiang Ling's smile was full of creases, but she could still see the hearty look of her youth, which was completely different from her previous seductive look.

"Good boy, stay away from those who cultivate the way of ruthlessness." Jiang Ling held the hand of the girl in front of her, but looked at Rong Ji who was flying towards the sky:

"Don't care what they say or do, their way cannot tolerate anyone."

"Understood." Jiang Ying held the eldest princess's hand and looked at Rong Ji... the night sky behind him: "Money, cultivation, and my ideals are the most important."

"Xiao Qi, I can feel that Wu Ya is still alive, find him..." Jiang Ling stuffed something into the palm of the richest man, and finally closed her eyes.

"Auntie!" The life in his arms was cut off, and the richest man shed his first tear after practicing.The woman who raised him since he was a child, that melancholy, beautiful, and desperate woman, finally ushered in eternal peace.

The richest man raised his hand and threw something, Jiang Ying caught it - a small seal.

"This is the private seal of the princess mansion. You can find someone in charge of the backyard and go to Baoge to pick up some things. Auntie promised you."

Jiang Ying heard the muffled voice of the eighth senior brother, knowing that he wanted to stay by himself for a while, so he went to the backyard like a friend.When I faced Rong Ji before, I felt that my fighting skills were single, but now that my whip is worn out, I really should find someone to defend myself!

Feng Xiangcao regained her strength, and when Yu Jian lifted into the air, he saw the head fell on the edge of the high platform.

"Master!" She rushed towards the high platform, summoning Yinbojing together to attack the richest man!
The richest man hugged his aunt, and when he raised his head, his eyes shot out a sinister light that no one had seen before. He flipped his hands and grabbed a few pieces of broken spirit stones from the ring, and was about to move.Rong Ji turned his back to him, standing between him and Feng Xiangcao.

"Senior Sister, take Master back to the mountain gate." The voice was still calm, and I really didn't know what could shake him.

Feng Xiangcao didn't want to give up: "But Master was seriously injured by them!"

"Leave it to me here." Rong Ji stood still, even if Feng Xiangcao approached him, he would not give an inch.

The richest man, who was going to touch this senior sister Jindanqi, put away the spirit stone in his hand.

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Feng Xiangcao took the head back first, and Rong Ji was in charge of "escorting" and Shoufeng's brothers and sisters back.

Rong Ji was holding his sword in front, Jiang Ying and the richest man sat on Jiang Ying's lotus leaf and whispered constantly:

"So senior brother, what you used at that time was the master uncle's own power?"

"Yes, it's the 'self-killing power' left to my aunt by the head of the sect back then, but my aunt is useless, she can't do it."

"Then why didn't the eldest princess give it to her son, but to you?"

"Grandpa Jiu Wen asked for it. He really has the foresight! If the elder brother is here today, it would be a son killing his father, and that would be a loss of merit!"

"Then why did the master master deliberately get close to the eldest princess?"

The richest man only knew that his aunt was cheated of his feelings, but he really didn't know the motive of being in charge.

"Because there was a pass in the seventh level of the master's ruthless way. At that time, he had cut off all the ties of the world. He could only break through first and then stand up." Rong Ji, who had not said a word, explained.

"Then the so-called eldest princess is just unlucky. She was spotted by the Ruthless Dao monk, and she has been doing a fake show for three years." Jiang Ying said loudly, anyway, she also wanted to keep a distance from Rong Ji.

"But it ruined her for the rest of her life." After the richest man finished making up the knife, he became depressed instead.

"Brother, don't worry, the eldest princess is the one who strengthens the foundation of the country, and your family will definitely handle her funeral well."

Rong Ji originally wanted to tell them that he was different from his master, and there was no need to resort to the means of breaking first and building later.But seeing Jiang Ying's way of comforting his senior brother, he didn't say anything in the end.

Jiang Ying talked a lot but failed to appease Eighth Senior Brother. She changed her mind and whispered in Eighth Senior Brother's ear: "I brought out all your aunt's things related to cultivation! The Najie almost couldn't fit in it!"

It's hard to say that she didn't deliberately pretend to be intimate with the eighth senior brother in front of Rong Ji, but the effect is really outstanding——

The richest man jumped up from the lotus leaf and pointed at her nose: "You, you took it all? Are you Taotie or Pixiu?"

Seeing that he didn't emo anymore, Jiang Ying smiled and pulled him back to sit, and continued to whisper: "I'm doing this for my aunt, she took a shortcut in her cultivation, it's not good for people to know!

Not only did I take out all the things, but I also took the ledger of her trading demon pills with the mysterious person.Although she was trapped by love and went astray, the person who sold her demon pills also took advantage of the emptiness, so she must not let it go! "

The richest man was shocked when he heard this. Indeed, the sale of the demon pills will not involve the mortal world. Someone must have seduced my aunt, so she will...

"Okay, brother, you have a few things to do when you go back: practice, find senior brother, and find someone who buys demon pills. As for me, the plan for the last retreat has not been completed, and I have to continue to practice. I don't want to forget about the past. Ha!"

"Will the head let us go like this?" The richest man asked the last question.

"Uncle Master? He probably needs to be in seclusion for three to five years, and we are insiders. He will either kill us or pretend nothing happened." The young disciples are going to pay their meritorious debts, so they must be fine.

Rong Ji heard the whispers of the two clearly, with a faint smile on his face: She really understood everything.

When passing through the mountain gate, Jiang Ying noticed that Da Jin Fengfeng's brothers looked at her strangely.Wanting to ask Rong Ji was difficult, so he could only swallow the words.

Full of plans to go back and take a good count of how many good things he got back from the princess' mansion, he flew to the gate of his cave mansion, but Jiang Ying was stunned.

The front of her door was densely packed, and there were countless flying feathers floating in the air. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as locusts all over the sky!She can't even get in her own door!

"What's the situation?" Jiang Ying reached out and opened a letter:

"Respected monk Jiang Yingying of Heshoufeng, I am Chen Dachuan, a foundation-building monk from the second house of the Chen family in Mizhou. I am 46 years old this year. I have not yet married. I like fishing."

Rong Ji is really a gentle person.Our Jiang Ying is more gentle!

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