"I guess it's not a simple matter to repair a damaged body with a bronze lamp. It seems that it's up to you!"

Mo Xiu carefully recalled the memories that were fused in his mind, trying to find out if there was any earth-shaking and fatal move, but there was nothing.

He understands now.

The dead boy was an abandoned baby and was adopted by an old man who had no relatives.

After the old man died, he wandered around, accidentally contacted the practitioner and embarked on the path of no return to practice.

Perhaps because of self-cultivation, practice has been stagnant.

I accidentally heard the practitioner mention that there is a complete method of cultivation in the Blessed Land of Cave Heaven and Blessed Land. I was planning to go to the nearest Xiankiao Cave Heaven to seek the Tao. On the way, I was chased and bitten by a big black dog and accidentally fell into a cliff. By chance, I got the system.

The appearance of the system scared him and finally recovered.

As a result, the system asked him to do a novice mission - a hero saving the beauty, and eventually sacrificed!

Therefore, the original owner can only say that he is a newbie who has just started his cultivation.

Of course there is no trick!

There is no escape method to escape!

There is no trump card to save your life!

There is no more number!

"That's it, the system asked him to save the beauty, it's enough to be a pitfall..."

Mo Xiu's mood was a little complicated, and he suddenly felt that the wound pierced by Senior Sister Yu was not that painful.

"Although I don't know the real reason for the bronze lamp eating system, I did a beautiful job and it was considered to help you avenge you. Let the original owner rest in peace."

If the system is still alive, maybe it is the one who cheats on you.

Mo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Now Mo Xiu only prays that Senior Sister Yu will not beat him.

But the reality is cruel, Senior Sister Yu doesn't plan to run away at all.

She is a practitioner from the Confucius Realm. She flew into the air to control her sword. The sound of sheeping through her, and appeared in front of Mo Xiu in the blink of an eye.

She held a white sword, and the sharp tip pointed at Mo Xiu's throat, and a faint white light kept surrounding the sword tip.

Senior Sister Yu patted her crooked face and nose.

Rubbing the fist marks on his face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Mo Xiu indifferently:
Chapter completed!