Chapter 148 Monster, don’t try to run away!

“Wow~”

Ning Zhao was startled and quickly turned his face and put down his hands with guilt. Seeing Xuan Xiang and the Prophet turned around at some point, they covered their eyes with their fingers.

"Xuan Xiang! Prophet!"

Xuan Xiang and the Prophet looked at each other through their fingers and said in unison: "We saw nothing!"

Ning·Old Face Blushed·Zhao:...

Yes, yes, you didn't see anything, and there was such a big gap between your fingers for breathability, well, I understand.

She took out a handkerchief from the storage bag, dipped it in a little water, and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of Chu Yu's mouth.

The second time her lips touched, she tried hard to inject spiritual power into Chu Yu's body, and she didn't know if it would work.

As for what the vixen just said, she didn't feel the demonic energy that was causing trouble in Chu Yu's body.

"Little Lotus, Little Lotus, look at that vixen."

"What's wrong with her?"

Xuan Xiang suddenly screamed, Ning Zhao turned around and looked over, and saw the fox spirit with a hideous face, curled up and crawling wildly on the ground, as if it was crazy.

Ning Zhao untied the barrier, walked to the side of the fox spirit, and whispered a calm spell in his mouth.

"ah--"

The vixen screamed and suddenly became awake. She lay flat on the ground covered with the red carpet, gasping for breath.

After a while it calmed down, Ning Zhao watched the vixen slowly squirming his body, and the charming foxes had some indescribable emotions in their eyes.

“Hahahahaha…”

"For the sake of the young master, you are willing to give up half of the inner alchemy?"

"I didn't expect that you little lotus spirit, you are so infatuated."

It sighed faintly and continued, "But since ancient times... infatuation has always been ruthless..."

"You might as well learn from me, or you can directly join the sixth floor of my Nine-Level Demon Tower and learn charm with me. Then you won't choose a man at will?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vixen flew out like a bow and arrow, and hit the wall.

Xuan Xiang:!!!

prophet:!!!

Ning Zhao:!!!

Xuan Xiang and the Prophet were still thinking about what "I am willing to give up half of the inner elixir" meant, and then they saw that the vixen seemed to be crazy and suddenly came like this.

Both of them were going to be frightened.

Ning Zhao stepped forward and reached out to talk about the vixen's breath. Well, it was quite stable, but he was stunned and it was nothing serious.

"Little Lotus, what the vixen just said, does it mean...?"

Xuan Xiang and the Prophet exchanged their eyes, hesitated for a while, but still frowned a small face and asked softly.

It is a blessing or not a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

Ning Zhao originally wanted to fool him casually, but looking at the concerning look of Prophet Xuan Xiang, he couldn't say anything perfunctory.

She bit her lip and said lightly: "What does it mean? It's literal."

“That is,—”

"You used half a demon pill for Chu Yu!"

The prophet reacted one step ahead of Xuan Xiang. He looked at Ning Zhao with a look of shock on his face.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Little lotus is too stupid!

The demon pill is the origin of the demon. In the cultivation world, the death of the body does not represent the true death. If the inner pill is broken and cannot be repaired, it is the true death, and there is no way to resurrect it.

Xuan Xiang also reacted. He stared at Ning Zhao with wide eyes, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little heavy.

"Senior sister..."

Chu Yu, who was beside him, suddenly whispered and slowly opened his eyes.

The eye is dazzling red, everything around is so strange. Fortunately, the environment is unfamiliar, but everyone around is not unfamiliar.

Ning Zhao quickly walked forward when he heard the sound. Chu Yu raised his hand and gently touched her cheek.

Ning Zhao:?!!

Xiaowogua:?!!

Xuan Xiang and the Prophet could not count how many times they looked at each other. They looked at each other and deducted Chu Yu a point in their hearts.

What a fat thing! I took advantage of it as soon as I woke up?

In the past, they saw Chu Yu as good as everything. Not only was he very good at cultivation, but he was also handsome and handsome.

But after learning that Ning Zhao had spent half an inner pill for Chu Yu, the two of them felt that Chu Yu was not good anywhere.

How can a good man make a girl give so much?

Chu Yu naturally felt the two extraordinarily hot gazes on his body.

He raised his eyes, saw the surprised expression that had not yet dissipated in Ning Zhao's eyes, and quickly explained: "Just... it was stained with dust here."

Ning Zhao nodded to show that he understood.

Xuan Xiang rolled his eyes flying to the sky and snorted coldly.

Grinded in dust?

Humph, who believes it!

Isn’t he a monk? He knows how to clean the mantra and dust removal technique? He doesn’t have spiritual power in his body. He clearly can solve the problem with just a trick. Humph, it’s just taking advantage of it!

If Chu Yu knew what Xuan Xiang was thinking, he would be afraid that his pupils would be trembling.

He did want to have physical contact with his senior sister, but just now, he was really just subconsciously doing some misfortune.

"Hey, Junior Brother Chu, and... and Miss Xiaohe."

Pang Yi suddenly walked up from the stairs. He scratched his head and looked at Chu Yu who was still sitting on the ground and Ning Zhao who was half squatting beside him. He didn't understand what was going on.

His eyes drifted and fell on the vixen.

The vixen turned into a human form, with her back facing everyone, and no one could tell that she was a monster.

Pang Yi, who was thinking too much, naturally didn't notice it.

He glanced at the little fox who was trembling in the corner of the wall, and thought to himself, which girl this was outside the door, how could he be injured by these little foxes who had just started their cultivation.

"Girl? Girl?"

Pang Yi grabbed the vixen's arm with both hands and began to shake it desperately.

"Girl? Girl?"

Seeing that the "little girl" had a pale face and no reaction at all, the movements in his hands increased a little.

Ning Zhao and others wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The fox spirit's head shook a few times, and the mind and stomach were filled with a wave of rushing waves. Finally, he woke up.

It covered its mouth and looked at the big black face in front of Pang Yi, which was getting closer and closer. After enduring it, it still couldn't help it, and it spit out with a wow sound.

Pang Yi:...

Pang Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the filthy vomit on his black short-strike, and then looked at the pitiful little girl in front of him, clenched her fist and put it down.

He gave himself several dust removal techniques, threw the "little girl" at lightning speed, and took two steps to retreat to the corner of the wall, far away from it.

"Which sect and sect are you a monk? How could you even beat a few of the lowest level... How could you not even beat a few Xuan-level little foxes?"

Pang Yi frowned, scratched his head and asked loudly.

According to his opinion, if you don’t have enough cultivation, don’t come out and wander around. If you can’t beat him, you can only trouble your fellow travelers and embarrass the sect.

The vixen kept vomiting, but Ning Zhao answered him, "She is... a monster on the sixth level of the Nine-Level Demon Tower, a vixen."

"What!"

Pang Yi shouted and quickly threw out a few sledgehammers from the storage bag, trapping the vixen in it.

"Monster, don't try to run away!"

Vox spirit:...

She also wants to run away...

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