After Lan Yue and Xiao Jingyao walked into the elegant room next door, the middle-aged man took him to the door and left.

Lan Yue carefully observed the room and found that the spiritual consciousness could easily pass through the wall and observe the situation in the elegant room just now.

At this time, the matchmaker was drinking tea on the ground, looking at the next door as if it were a little bit empty.

In the territory of Doujinfang, Lan Yue was not inconvenient to talk about the spirit stone with Xiao Jingyao, so he simply held it in and talked about it later when he went out.

Xiao Jingyao waited and waited, but when he saw that Lan Yue had no intention of talking to him, he couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart.

The man surnamed Lu invited her to have a meal and took a boat, and her face was as if it was blooming.

He smashed five thousand top-grade spirit stones, but did not even splash at all.

Xiao Jingyao suddenly felt a sour and astringent feeling in his heart. He shook his head, feeling that he was crazy and wanted to compete with the Lu surname.

It must be that the last life of Lu, who was surnamed Lu, could not get along with him, so now I want to target him.

As for Lan Yue, huh, he just looked down on her poor appearance. After all, he was Xiao Jingyao's master on the face of him, so he couldn't embarrass him!

Xiao Jingyao rolled many thoughts in his heart and finally suppressed the inexplicable sourness.

At this time, Lan Yue's curious voice suddenly rang, "Wan Ziqian is here! Hey, there is Wan Yurou!"

In the elegant room next door, the middle-aged man led Wan Ziqian and Wan Yurou into it.

"Oh, fellow Taoist Wan, nobles are here~"

The matchmaker stood up and walked towards Wan Ziqian softly as if boneless.

Wan Ziqian frowned, took a step back, and said in a deep voice: "You are the head of the family? I heard that you can buy that kind of thing here?"

Although the woman in front of her was frivolous and rude, she was in the stage of the God Transformation, and Wan Ziqian did not dare to be careless.

"Hey, there is a delicate little beauty here."

The matchmaker ignored Wan Ziqian and turned to Wan Yurou in front of him in a charming way.

Wan Yurou frowned slightly. She couldn't see through the cultivation of the woman in front of her. Since she was a senior, she didn't dare to act rashly.

However, I am afraid that I am not a clean person with such dusty appearance.

Thinking of this, a hint of contempt and disgust flashed in Wan Yurou's eyes.

The matchmaker has been here and sent off for so many years, and she has long been a savvy person. Wan Yurou's eyes have never escaped her eyes.

"Hmph, it's a superficial thing to judge people by their appearance."

The matchmaker snorted coldly in her heart, and she was no longer happy with Wan Yurou.

She suddenly retreated gracefully like a spirit snake, leaning half of her body against the wooden table, and her face disappeared from the teasing she had just now.

"Tell me, what do you want to buy?" the matchmaker asked indifferently.

Wan Ziqian had obviously thought about it carefully, and he spoke without hesitation: "Bone Transformation Talisman."

When Lan Yue heard this, her face turned shaking, and her bone-transforming talisman!

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are countless ways to kill people, but some methods are resisted and even prohibited by the practitioners because they are too insidious.

For example, the bone transformation talisman is like ten thousand ants eating the heart, which is gradually corroded from internal organs to bones, from flesh and blood to the soul.

This is a long and cruel process, because the bone transformation talisman has no solution, and the monk is still alive until the last moment when his soul is gnawed out.

They will watch themselves gradually towards death, and the pain of the ants sucking their hearts will accompany them until the last moment.

Similar ones include Divine Refining Pills, Yuan Devouring Talismans, etc.

Because these things are too cruel, they are recognized as forbidden art by cultivators in Jiuzhou. If you find someone using them, you can attack them from groups.

Lan Yue didn't expect that Doujinfang was selling these forbidden techniques, and Baizhanggu, the third sect in Jiuzhou, would use such despicable means.

Is this bone-transforming talisman for Xiao Jingyao? Lan Yue couldn't believe it.

Now Xiao Jingyao is only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. For a giant like Baizhang Valley, a small Golden Pill stage is really not worth mentioning. Why do you have to spend so much effort to deal with him?

"No, uncle, don't worry." Wan Yurou's voice suddenly rang, with a hint of eagerness.

She looked at the matchmaker and couldn't wait to ask, "Is there any kind of person that can make people lose their cultivation but will not hurt that person?"

Leng Yue!!!

After Wan Yurou said this, Lan Yue was sure that the things they came to buy today were definitely intended to be used on Xiao Jingyao.

If you lose your cultivation level, you cannot be hurt. Apart from Xiao Jingyao, who can't love her, who else is worthy of her thinking?

Unexpectedly, the last time we met, Wan Yurou called Xiao Jingyao to die.

Could it be that Xiao Jingyao's skin is so lingering with her?

What Lan Yue could have imagined was naturally impossible for Xiao Jingyao to imagine.

He stood there quietly, his face as dull as there was no slight tide, and he looked graceful and quiet.

However, if you look closely, you will find that there is a faint red light flashing in his black eyes, and murderous aura surges, carrying the madness that desires to destroy everything, and almost looking for an outlet for catharsis.

If you dare to miss him, there will never be a good result.

"Oh, Master Wan Shao Valley is really good at joking. Where does such a strange thing come from in the world?"

The matchmaker smiled and spoke with a hint of sarcasm on her face.

I just saw the appearance of the young man, and it was really invisible. What the little girl was thinking was clear to her heart.

It's whimsical.

"There are no ones who have lost their cultivation, but who can still be unharmed after being destroyed."

The matchmaker quipped around the black hair, "It's a gentleman, just be a sick person and be a companion with the elixir."

"What's heavy?" Wan Yurou asked anxiously,

"It's heavy... it's going to be dead." The matchmaker giggled twice, "How? Which one do you want?"

Wan Yurou lowered her head and pondered for a while, her pretty face turned red and white, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I want the second one!"

She just bet that Xiao Jingyao could survive.

As long as he doesn't die, she will naturally raise him well. If he is not alive, he will die...

A trace of sinister flashed in Wan Yurou's eyes. She couldn't get it, and no one else could think of it. This...is not bad.

"Rou'er!" Wan Ziqian's eyebrows squeezed into the character "chuan", and he was very unhappy.

However, after all, he felt sorry for Wan Yuru, and his words still softened when they were at their mouths.

"I agreed to transform the bone talisman, and this is also..."

"Uncle!" Wan Yurou interrupted Wan Ziqian's words. She pulled Wan Ziqian's sleeve and begged, "Brother will agree to me too. Otherwise, when that person loses his cultivation, he will let him go

My brother beat him up and vented his anger. Is this good?"

"But……"

Wan Ziqian was still hesitating, and Lan Yue on the other side was so angry that she heard it.

She stood up suddenly, her face ashen.

Damn, why is Wan Yurou so big?

She must have wanted to destroy the male protagonist's cultivation and take him for himself and do whatever he wants!

She is also a stupid person. If Xiao Jingyao loses his cultivation, with her brother's petty heart, can Xiao Jingyao still have his life?

As long as Wan Yurou wanted to possess Xiao Jingyao with such despicable means, Lan Yue was so angry that she trembled all over.

Xiao Jingyao who has not turned black is the orchid and jade tree, and a gentleman who is as beautiful as a carved and grinded.
Chapter completed!