Chapter 2 I’m not discussing this with you again

"Song Qinghe, you have committed such a heinous crime, how can you say anything? Not killing you is already a mercy to you."

The man frowned and looked at the messy woman on the ground with a warning look in his eyes.

Others also looked at him with anger, disgust and contempt.

"Does my life need to be decided by you, a barking dog that can only bite people?"

Seeing the warmth on Brother Dog's face shattered, revealing a bit of cruelty and ferocity.

"I do have the Marrow Shaping Pill."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted with ridicule and ridicule.

"Tsk, this Song Qinghe must be crazy, a handyman disciple with mortal bones has started to dream, hahaha!"

"You can say such big words, you must be hysterical!"

"You want to hurt Senior Sister again, right?"

"You are a vicious woman with cruel thoughts. It is your honor to use your spirit bones to return to Senior Sister. You really don't know what is good or bad!"

……

"If you feed your heart to a dog, do you still want to thank the dog?"

The woman looked at the several low-level disciples who were spitting with disgust.

"you you……"

The mocking disciple's cheeks turned red and his voice trembled, unable to speak.

"If you can't speak human words, it's better to pull out your tongue."

The woman's cold eyes were a bit sarcastic, and as she spoke, she took out a few marrow shaping pills from the space.

In the heavenly world, this is the most basic jelly bean, and the whole body of the god is already the condensation of the purest spiritual energy in the world.

But this 'little jelly bean' is a once-in-a-century panacea for young monks like them.

Holding three pills, he raised his wrist that was shackled by iron shackles, and the green shimmering pills were displayed in front of everyone.

The surprise in Luo Yanshang's eyes flashed, and then turned to contempt and ridicule.

"Take a few clay balls as treasures? Do you think we are kids?"

Just as he was about to freeze the woman's body, he was stopped by the leader behind him.

"Wait a minute, bring it over and let me take a look."

The rich voice was full of suspicion, and Luo Yanshang did not dare to disobey this order at all.

Reluctantly, he took a pill and handed it to the elderly man's hand respectfully.

Anyone with a bit of knowledge will be able to tell the authenticity of this elixir easily.

The white-bearded old man turned his fingers slightly, feeling the spiritual power flowing inside, and his face became solemn.

It turned out to be true!
I thought it was some inferior elixir that was passed off as good, but I didn't expect it to be a genuine marrow shaping elixir!

"Where did you get the Marrow Shaping Pill?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions that were mocking just now froze.

The woman tilted her head and looked at him, chuckled lightly, and felt her body had regained some strength before slowly standing up with her knees in hand.

"Master Cen, have you forgotten that I am also a princess of the Cangwu Kingdom? It's not strange for me to have anything."

Contemptuous gazes swept across the entire venue, and suddenly the situation took a turn for the worse.

The leader also had a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

Their Guiyun Sect is indeed a little poorer. Basic food and clothing are not a problem, but those mid-level panaceas are very scarce.

This trench air rushed towards my face.

"You have already broken up with the palace, where did you get the spiritual stone..."

Luo Yanshang held the corner of his clothes in his hands, and the unwillingness in his eyes seemed to overflow in the next second.

"Don't worry, you bitch, shut up. The knife is too sharp and the horse is too thin. You are not qualified to fight with me." He glanced at the man contemptuously, and then turned his eyes back to the old man with a white beard and salivating eyes.

"If you want to save your daughter, you can let this biting dog bark outside twice more, and also announce an apology to the outside world, and prepare to use forbidden techniques to apologize to you. Finally, Guiyun Sect and I have nothing to do with each other from today on. .”

"Including what you had in your hand just now, I will only give you three."

There was an unmistakable joking in her lazy and deep voice. She just wanted to see the ugly clowns killing each other.

Luo Yanshang's eyebrows were raised in anger and he clenched his hands into fists.

"You are just a lost dog, why are you so arrogant? You dare to call me a dog, go to hell!"

The man's eyes turned red with anger, he stretched out his hand, pulled out a silver sword at his side, and struck Song Qinghe.

"Wait!"

The sword blade had reached the top of his head, and a strong invisible air flow repelled Luo Yanshang's attack, causing him to stumble and take a few steps back.

"Master, Song Qinghe..."

The man's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at his usually beloved master in shock.

Especially the hesitation in his eyes hurt Luo Yanshang, who shook his head slightly at Cen Shan.

But the old man with the white beard pretended not to see it.

This scene of crossing a river, demolishing a bridge, dismantling a millstone, killing a donkey, turning against a human being, and catching a horse and not recognizing the person is so bloody. The woman looked at the little old man who turned against him with satisfaction.

"Song Qinghe, you can't bully others like this, right? Luo Yanshang is an inner disciple and your senior brother after all. Isn't it bad for you to kill them all like this?"

The old man with the white beard still pretended not to be able to bear it and said something.

In fact, it is a clear bargain!
Who knew that he had mastered the trick: he was thick-skinned and moved forward, while the white-haired old man made blind lies.

"Luo Yanshang was a little ill-advised in wanting to use the forbidden technique. Isn't it enough to apologize within the sect? Family scandals must not be made public. Qinghe, Taoists cannot be so aggressive and kill them all."

If you get into a fight directly, you will be treated as a fool.

But now Song Qinghe's head is not lethargic, and he still has a mouth, so he will not spoil them.

It's none of her business, it's all about their face, so why should she be anxious?

"What does it have to do with me? These are my requirements and conditions. Do I look like I'm negotiating with you again?"

The ending tune was deliberately prolonged, and Cen Shan's face also sank and turned livid.

"Don't deceive people too much!"

When Brother Gou saw his master come out to support him, he jumped out again and yelled angrily.

"So? Do you want it or not?"

Seeing the gleam and calculation in the old man's eyes, Qinghe understood immediately. He took out a bird with red feathers from somewhere and held it in his palm.

Cen Shan was shocked!

"This is the feathered phoenix divine bird, only found in legends! Where did you get it?"

A look of shock suddenly appeared on the white-bearded old man's face.

"If you don't want the Marrow Shaping Pill, I'll leave."

A cute little fire phoenix was flying in the palm of the woman's hand, and she squinted her eyes and looked impatiently at the old man sitting opposite.

"Wait a minute, I promise you!"

As soon as the old and rich voice came out, the first person to be stunned was the person involved, the dog brother Luo Yanshang.

"Master, disciple..."

The man hurriedly wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by the leader.

"Yan Shang, this is also to save your senior sister Qing Yu. Don't you want your senior sister to recover?"

Without the slightest bit of defense, he was stopped by his own master.

"Master, of course I want to save senior sister, but Shang is a seven-foot-tall man. It is natural for him to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to save others. But what if Song Qinghe turns around and cheats?"

(End of this chapter)

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