Several people wish they could replace them!

Seeing the expressions of several people, Gu Han secretly lamented the poverty of the scattered cultivators, left a blank storage ring, and threw all the remaining things to Chen Qing.

"I've given it to you."

From frugality to extravagance.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

He was used to drinking extraordinary substances as water, so he naturally looked down on these ordinary pills.

certainly.

Normally, just to him.

For Chen Qing, this is all a good thing!

"Thank you, senior!"

Chen Qing was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly, "Senior, great kindness, Chen Qing will never forget it... If you have the chance in the future, you will repay it!"

In words.

He wanted to leave again.

Gu Han is very awesome.

But he is also a great killer!

Article 97 of the Scavenger Book: The best way for a gentleman to avoid danger is to stay away from the source of danger if he does not stand under a dangerous wall!

Obviously.

Gu Han is a source of danger!

"Don't worry."

Gu Han naturally would not let him go.

First came to Tiannanjie.

He was not familiar with the place and naturally needed a guide. He could see that Chen Qing was very cowardly and did his duty, but he was very smart, so he was naturally the best candidate.

"It is not easy for a casual cultivator to survive."

"Of course I won't take your extraordinary material in vain."

Chen Qing was very confused.

"Senior, that thing... is just to repay the kindness of my senior. I... don't want it."

Think about it all over the place.

He still thinks that life is more important than extraordinary material.

The money has gone.

Can come again.

People are gone.

It's really gone.

"Is that true?"

Gu Han raised his eyebrows and the black sword fell into his hand, "But I am a man who is born to not like to owe others favors."

It seems intentional.

It seems unintentional.

A trace of sharpness pointed at Chen Qing.

"senior!"

Chen Qing's eyelids twitched and he said seriously: "You are really the first-class person I have ever met! Chen Qing thanked seniors first!"

"senior."

Behind him.

A disciple plucked up the courage to take a look at the Black Sword.

"Are you a sword cultivator?"

"good."

"Are you from Xuanjianmen?"

"Xuanjianmen?"

Gu Han was stunned.

“Where is that place?”

Chen Qing was also stunned and thought to himself, Senior, you are so powerful, why haven’t you even heard of Xuanjian Sect before?

only.

He didn't dare to ask either.

I explained timidly.

Xuan Jian Gate.

He is a first-class force a hundred thousand miles away. The sect leader is a great master of the Liberal Realm, and a powerful sword cultivator who is famous in the southern world. He is so famous that he is second only to the Lingya Master. The Xuanjian Sect is extremely strict, with few disciples, only more than a hundred people, but they are all sword cultivators with extremely powerful killing power!

Although there are only more than a hundred people.

But even those forces with over ten thousand people dare not provoke them easily!

"and."

Chen Qing continued: "Every generation of this Xuanjian Sect will choose a sword, which is a collection of thousands of glory. It is not a peerless monster, and it cannot be born with a sword embryo! Even among the geniuses in the southern world, it is enough to rank among the top three! It is rumored that this sword son, Jian Wuchen, is the most amazing sword in history!"

"pity."

He was a little regretful.

"I think I am a casual cultivator and I can't see someone from a distance."

Xuanjianmen?

Sword?

Gu Han's heart moved.

The pattern of the Xuanjian Sect, compared with the Xuantian Sword Sect... cannot be said to be exactly the same, but if it doesn't matter at all, he doesn't believe it at all!

and……

Jian Wuchen.

He was a little tired of hearing this name.

Another one with the surname Jian?

"senior."

Chen Qing felt that since he followed Gu Han, he naturally had to ask his name.

"Dare you ask, honor your name?"

"Fu Yulin."

"Good name!"
Chapter completed!