After cultivating immortals, she became the darling of heaven

Chapter 548
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Yu Wenxing was originally 60 years old, already an old man in the mortal world.

Without the support of her cultivation base, she quickly turned into a gray-haired old woman.

Looking at his hands that were as dry as tree bark, Yu Wenxing touched his wrinkled face tremblingly.

There was an extremely rough feeling on the face, and the bones could be faintly touched.

Su Muyao thoughtfully placed the bronze mirror in front of her.

Looking at the wrinkled, gray-haired, ugly old face in the mirror, Yu Wenxing screamed suddenly.

"No...my face! My cultivation!!"

"Ah!!! Su Muyao, you must die!!!"

A shrill sound resounded through the valley.

Without her youthful appearance and cultivation, life would be worse than death for her.

Yu Wenxing was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened and he swallowed.

As for the remaining group of people, they are not good people, and they often follow them to bully her on weekdays.

These people often participated in the robbery of female cultivators and forced them to become furnaces. It would not be a pity to kill them.

Now there is only one Lou Qianjun left, Su Muyao walked towards him slowly, with a half-smile expression on her face.

Lou Qianjun who was frozen suddenly felt as if his whole body fell into an abyss, and he was terrified.

Wei Zelan gave some pointers, and the hard ice layer on Lou Qianjun's body instantly
Suddenly, there was a stench in the air.

Looking at the wet crotch of the man again, there is still some unknown liquid dripping on the ground.

He actually...

Su Muyao looked at him with contempt, he was indeed a covetous, treacherous and cunning person who bullied the weak and feared the hard.

Seeing their high strength, Lou Qianjun was scared to pee.

She swung her sleeve immediately, and the sharp knife passed through his chest. A blood hole appeared in the man's chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"boom……"

He fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Finally got rid of these enemies, and finally got rid of the suffocation that had been lingering in Su Muyao's heart for a long time.

"Ayao, it's all over," Bu Feiyan patted her on the back.

"Thank you, Feiyan," she immediately wrapped her arms around the woman's waist, and buried her head in Bu Feiyan's neck.

It's good that they meet again.

Zhou Yi'an stroked his chin in relief and said, "This is fate, I didn't expect that we would meet again one day."

Seeing the two women hugging each other tightly, Wei Zelan felt a little bit uncomfortable for some reason.

When did he become so stingy that he even took jealousy from a woman.

However, Zhou Yi'an beside him was in a bad state, he exuded hot and cold aura, which made Zhou Yi'an complain incessantly.

Zhou Yi'an silently complained to this moody man.

Just then there was a violent explosion in front of him.

Su Muyao exclaimed: "That's the explosion that happened in the cave of Backtracking Mirror, Feiyan, should we go over and see what happened?"

Zhou Yi'an and Su Muyao met each other's eyes, and then Feiyan said simultaneously: "Could it be someone's idea of ​​using the backtracking mirror? Let's go and have a look,"

"Alright, let's go and have a look." To be honest, she didn't want such a treasure to be destroyed by those ignorant people.

The four of them arrived at the entrance of the cave one by one.

The cave, which was sparse before, is now full of monks.

They stood at the entrance of the cave with apprehensive expressions, looking inside, but they wanted to enter but dared not.

"What happened inside?"

The man was showing an expression of impatience, but when he saw Bu Feiyan's face like a whale every day, his cheeks were flushed and his heart was beating continuously.

He faltered and said: "People from several major sects in the Holy Palace and Zhanlong and other people from outside the region are fighting, and everyone is guessing who will win and who will lose."

"I bet on Shenggong to win. Shenggong is the largest force in the mainland and will definitely win."

"I also bet on Shenggong to win,"

Bu Feiyan frowned and walked towards the bustling crowd. These monks didn't fight for resources, so they bet here?
And their odds against Sheng Gong turned out to be 2:5!

It doesn't make any sense, the people from outside the territory are 2, and the Holy Palace is 5.

At this time, these people are still thinking about betting. Sure enough, smart people can find business opportunities at any time.

What a boring bet.

"Does the girl want to place a bet?"

The male cultivator quietly leaned over and said, "Girl, I suggest you bet on the Holy Palace side. After all, the Holy Palace is the largest force in the ten directions continent. background."

"No need," she took out a large bag of spirit stones and bet them on Zhanlong's side.

"Girl, why are you so impulsive!" The male cultivator looked at her sadly.

"boom--"

There was a violent explosion, and dozens of figures rolled out of the cave.

"This...they seem to be the enforcers of the Holy Palace,"

"That seems to be Elder Yinma!"

"Not only that, the one who knocked out two front teeth is the elder Jinyang."

The elder who was originally a highly respected elder is now in such a mess.

Seeing the packed crowd, these elders hurriedly covered their faces and fled despondently.

"Damn Zhanlong, we have a long time to come-!!!"

A few afterimages disappeared into the sky.

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

There is even a bad idea, don't be what they think, they have bet all their wives out.

When they saw Zhanlong walking out vigorously with a big knife and a lot of spoils, these monks were so frightened that they almost lost their magic weapons.

"Yo~ You are making a bet, is there anyone betting on my victory?" Bai Ye pushed aside the crowd and looked at the bet.

"What a bunch of short-sighted guys. I told you earlier that I want to suppress the young master. Now it's all right. I've lost my wife."

"Hey~ I'm still smart, young master, bet on yourself, don't cover it, quickly bring me the spirit stone."

Bai Ye broke open the mirror in the hand of the yellow-clothed male cultivator, "I would like to accept the bet, since you have made the mirror a bet, hand it over quickly,"

"Bring it to you, young master, I hate the guy who doesn't count the most."

Seeing that the man in yellow was holding on tightly to the mirror and not letting go, Bai Ye unceremoniously opened his fingers and snatched the mirror away.

Seeing another bet, Bai Ye rubbed his chin with relief, "Huh? Who is this very discerning?"

"Stinky crow, don't be narcissistic, it's important to find the owner,"

"It hurts, it hurts, can you, you tigress, stop pulling my ears all the time, I don't have any majesty at all."

A group of monks looked at the empty storage bag and complained.

Who can blame this, it's their own bet.

"Ahem~ Bai Ye, Bai Zhi, I'm back,"

The appearance of Bu Feiyan made the two flirting beasts stupefied for a moment, and Bai Zhi immediately rushed over and hugged her tightly.

Just as Bai Ye was crying and was about to rush over like Bai Zhi, a cold and handsome face appeared.

Bai Ye felt as if he was walking on thin ice, and stood there terrified.

"Hehe~ Senior Wei, hello, long time no see," Bai Ye rubbed his hands nervously, with such terrifying eyes, as if he was about to eat him.

(End of this chapter)