Lu Changfeng glanced at Jiang Mingzhu, who was walking in the air, and did not comment on her taunting words just now.

He felt it didn't matter. Although he didn't know why Jiang Mingzhu always targeted him, it was harmless after all, so why should he worry about it?

The Ice Breath Sword made a slight sound and was withdrawn into the Dantian Lingxu.

The foundation-building monks built the twelve cyclone Taoist platforms and created the spirit ruins, which can store some of their precious things and spiritual treasures.

The Ice Breath Sword is a top-level sixth-grade spiritual sword. Its sword energy cannot be stored in an ordinary storage bag, so he keeps it in this spiritual ruins every day.

He turned around and looked at Pei Xihe unexpectedly.

Pei Xihe was a little surprised.

The young man's face is extremely handsome, his skin is as cold as jade, but he has the handsomeness and coldness of a man, with deep facial features and a clear jaw.

The nose is like hanging gallbladder, the eyebrows are sharp and the eyes are starry.

He is a very handsome young immortal king.

It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

Lu Changfeng saw that the girl's pale face did not detract from her color, and her chin and profile were extremely beautiful.

The bloodstains made her look even more delicate, but the twinkling light in her eyes was not weak.

Pei Xihe reluctantly straightened up. Without the pressure of the evil cultivator, the severe pain in his body that he had endured before suddenly hit him.

She cheered up.

He raised his lips and smiled: "Thank you, senior brother and senior sister, for saving your life. I, Pei Xihe, will never forget it."

Jiang Mingzhu, who was walking in mid-air, suddenly fell in front of Pei Xihe.

She is thick and beautiful, and her facial features are bright, but there is a bit of weirdness about her.

"You are a disciple of our Kunlun Outer Sect, your name is Pei Xihe?"

Pei Xihe was surprised by the confusion and confusion on her face, but he didn't say anything.

"Sister, I am indeed Pei Xihe."

Lu Changfeng and Jiang Mingzhu came here to hunt down this evil cultivator.

When they came, they didn't expect that there would be a qi training disciple wearing the uniform of a Kunlun outer sect disciple and fighting with this evil foundation-building cultivator. It was really impressive.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyes sparkled slightly.

She didn't really believe the plot of the story. In the past, she hated the Pei Xihe described in the story, who was vicious and brainless, jealous of a man, and worked hard to survive by looking good.

She used her connections to inquire about the outer disciples, and found out that there was indeed a person, and her life experience was just as described. She also heard rumors about her, so she somewhat believed the words that suddenly popped up in her mind.

And according to the places of chance recorded in the storybook, she did get a lot of treasures.

Now she is in the third realm of foundation building.

But now this Pei Xihe doesn't seem to be like this.

Then the origin and provenance of this storybook is particularly interesting.

She hid the exploration and deep thought in her eyes, and the dim light disappeared in a flash.

It was difficult for her to confirm whether the plot of this story was true or false, and she couldn't ask the powerful people in her family for advice. She was really frustrated.

If it's fake, then what's the intention behind it?

And it can predict a part of the future accurately. This kind of terrifying secret, but even the people of Tianji Pavilion dare not pry into it easily.

The hand behind the back probably holds terrifying power and cause and effect in its palm.

Pei Xihe was a little stunned.

"Senior sister?"

Pei Xihe could tell that the strength of these two people had already entered the realm of foundation building. The smooth execution just now hinted that their strength was extraordinary.

She was a little envious in her heart. They were all of the same age, but these geniuses had already entered the realm of foundation building early.

But this envy and the jealousy and reluctance that she would have mixed with when she was young many years ago have become much more pure.

It's just envy. After you're envious, just be yourself and walk your own path down-to-earth, and you're about to build a foundation.

During this time between life and death, she successfully understood the sword's intention. With this intention, if she were in full strength, she would be able to compete with the ordinary foundation-building realm.

After all, momentum and intention are a big hurdle. Many Taoist cultivators may be promoted to the ninth level of foundation building but still find it difficult to catch traces of intention.

Jiang Mingzhu came to her senses at Pei Xihe's soft call.

She smiled, her face was as beautiful as a pearl that was always shining brightly.

"Okay, you are quite powerful. This foundation-building evil cultivator was originally a trial arranged by my master and this master Bingtuozi. You can fight like this with him just by practicing your qi."

"You don't owe us anything, but we want to thank you. This evil cultivator has a way of escaping. You hurt him, so we can do it so easily."

Pei Xihe smiled.

"Without the help of my senior brothers and sisters, I would have died under that evil cultivator's hidden sword. I know it in my heart."

Pei Xihe regained some strength, while Ding Yuan, Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai had evil spirits entering their bodies and were now in a coma.

Pei Xihe walked up to them, took out Qingxin Pills and Body Protective Pills and gave them to them.

Otherwise, over time, their foundation will be damaged.

Jiang Mingzhu doesn't know how to ask for help. She hasn't even handed things to others, so how can she help others take pills?

Lu Changfeng looked at Pei Xihe, with a hint of light shining through his cold eyes.

This girl has the tenacity and stubbornness to fight to the death, and she is also quite delicate and tender, which is rare.

Moreover, the contours of her chin and profile are somewhat similar to Ming Linlang.

Thinking of Ming Linlang, the light in his eyes fluctuated.

I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated and sad.

Junior Sister Ming said sincerely, he had lowered his body and expressed his feelings to her, but she didn't respond at all.

He understood that she was like the bright moon in the sky, chasing the boundless road, but he didn't know that she was also like the bright moon, bright and moving.

It's better not to disturb her.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't notice Lu Changfeng's complicated psychological changes. She heard Pei Xihe's words and waved her hand.

"No, this evil cultivator is worth 30,000 contribution points. Although the fatal injury on his body was caused by my black hair, your knife and Lu Changfeng's sword both severely injured him. The three of us will share it equally. I won't take the share.

It’s a small bargain.”

Pei Xihe smiled.

It turns out that this senior brother is called Lu Changfeng. After thinking about it, he seems to be a first-class genius whom I had heard of when I started, and he was also an influential figure who established his foundation and entered the inner sect in the past few years.

Considering the age and level of this senior sister, she is the rumored Jiang Mingzhu or one of Han Chan and Ji Tangshang.

Black hair? The wooden vine just now seems to be the rumored Jiang Mingzhu with wood spiritual roots.

"It turns out it's Senior Sister Jiang and Senior Brother Lu. You saved my life. How can I share this contribution with you? Just treat it as my gratitude to Senior Brother and Senior Sister."

Pei Xihe is very good. These prodigies of aristocratic families and immortals of sects are not those who have their eyes above their heads and are arrogant. At the same time, they have been carefully educated.

If you are really cunning and have a clinging mentality, you are being stupid in front of them. It is better to use this to wash away the cause and effect of saving your life, and you will not owe them anything.

Ten thousand contribution points is a lot, but she is not reluctant to give it up.

She didn't take the initiative to cling to her, but she did let Lu Changfeng take another look at her. This transparency really made people feel comfortable.

At this time, Ding Yuan and Jiao Shan Jiao Hai woke up.

Pei Xihe explained the cause and effect, but did not elaborate on how he and Lin Zhao got into the fight.

The three of them thanked each other, and Pei Xihe smiled.

"Senior brother and sister, you don't have to worry too much, but the pills I just gave to my senior brother and sister are the Eighth Grade Qingxin Pill and the Eighth Grade Body Protection Pill, which must be considered spiritual stones."

Her voice is soft but clear and smooth, making people feel extremely comfortable listening to it.

"Three thousand five hundred spirit stones per person."

Ding Yuan and Jiao Shan Jiao Hai were not surprised. After all, they had found out before going on the mission that Junior Sister Pei was very capable, but she would not let others take advantage of her.

Every spiritual stone must be calculated clearly.

This is where the reputation for being fussy comes from.

But at this moment, they were so excited and grateful to have survived the disaster and were rescued. How could they care about this?

Jiang Mingzhu was a bit novel. She really didn't want to please them and didn't establish a selfless and kind image in front of them.

Lu Changfeng's eyes moved slightly in surprise.

Such a female cultivator is quite rare.

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The heroine is the kind of person who understands the situation clearly. When the three of them were in coma, they needed the elixir very much. She would give it to her when she should, but she would not feel embarrassed and would not reach out to ask for her spiritual stone. It should be hers.
Chapter completed!