On the pavilion of Wangyue Peak, a shrill scream came out after several breaths.

There was no way, Zhong Qiu's right foot exploded too suddenly, and it was only after he felt the pain after a few seconds.

Lu Chaoge thought he was so loud that he cried. With a thought, the [power of water] in his body directly blocked Zhongchou's mouth and tongue, making him only whimper.

If Yu Yue was at the scene, she would definitely be amazed again - it turns out that the power of heaven and earth can still be used like this!

Among Lu Chaosong's masters, [The Power of Water] can actually produce the effect of exploding blood!

Yes, Zhongchou and Lu Chaoge are both practitioners in the first realm, and Lu Chaoge's cultivation is only two levels higher than him.

But don't forget that he carries [Water Power]. At the same time, the skill he practices [Drinking Qi Jue] is a purple-level skill. Therefore, there is a huge gap in the purity of the spiritual power of the two, and there is also a gap in the number.

A rookie like Zhongchou can beat him to the head with a wave of his hand.

Zhong Qiu, who had his right foot, was twitching on the ground. Shen Qingqing beside him was stunned for a long time before he remembered to cast a spell for him to stop bleeding.

If you forget to cast the spell, you may lose too much blood and die!

Shen Qingqing's cheeks turned white, and even her lips lost their blood.

While she was placing hands, she glanced at the straight back with her eyes, and didn't even dare to look up at him.

If she was fascinated by Lu Chaoge's handsome appearance before, then at this moment she is already in awe!

Her cultivation is slightly inferior to Zhong Qiu. If Master Lu can destroy his right foot with just a finger, then he can also destroy himself!

She suddenly felt a little grateful. She had just taken care of herself and did not go in from the other side, but followed Zhongchou.

Shen Qingqing's shriveled chest was fluctuating, and she finally stabilized her emotions and stopped Zhongchou's wounds.

Luo Bing looked at it, his fists clenched slightly in his sleeves, and he was a little excited.

"Young master is still as domineering as ever." Luo Bing thought in his heart.

It is obvious that my previous worries were unnecessary.

The man and the woman in front of me are not worthy of being on par with the young master at all.

Not to mention sitting on the same stone table to negotiate.

Lu Chaoge walked forward a few steps, and then he sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion.

Luo Bing took out spiritual tea from the storage ring with great insight, served tea and water on the side, and served it intimately.

She stood very close. In addition to being able to smell the fragrance of tea, Lu Chaoge also had a very faint fragrance on her body.

Well, it’s a tight fit girl with a unique melon fragrance.

"Master, please drink tea." With outsiders here, Luo Bing would not overstep the call of the young master, and his attitude was respectful.

Such a beautiful woman who was pure and innocent in Zhongchou's eyes made him feel ashamed, lowered her eyebrows and looked like a little slave.

Lu Chaoge took the spiritual tea handed over by Luo Bing, took a sip, glanced at the two of them casually, and said lightly:

"Thirsty?"

Shen Qingqing immediately understood and left with the injured Zhongchou.

Get out of here, or you still want to keep it for tea?

Didn’t you see so much blood flowing on the ground? This blood is enough to drink a pot by yourself!

Due to awe, Shen Qingqing didn't even dare to fly directly against objects. Instead, she carried Zhong Qiu on her back and quickly went down the mountain with her body skills. After running out of a certain range, she hesitated to take out the flying magic weapon.

During the running process, she staggered several times and had no intention of taking care of Zhongchou, which caused Zhongchou on her back to be scraped by branches and thorns all the way. Several blood marks were found on her ugly face, which looked like a piece of texture.

It's miserable, Zhong Qiu is really miserable.

Only after the flying magic weapon Yukong left did Shen Qingqing calm down.

The fear that Lu Chaoge brought to her just now was far beyond her master. That kind of oppression took root in her heart and would probably be unforgettable forever.

Zhongchou lay on the flying magic weapon, knowing that he had lost all his face. He was weak and wanted to say a few words, but found that he called "Junior Sister Chen" several times, but the other party ignored it.

"Don't! Call me!" Shen Qingqing roared in her heart.

Please don't quit with me, I'm very scared now.

——No, no, no, turtle chants.

With this mentality, the two people on the flying magic weapon were silent all the way and quickly flew towards the direction where Geng Jinmen was.

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In the pavilion, Luo Bing poured Lu Chaoge another cup of spiritual tea.

"Young Master, your finger just now is really amazing." Luo Bing began to lick again.

One lick is the key to persistence.

Lick until the end, everything is available.

Lu Chaoge smiled casually and said lightly: "It's just a little extra [power of water]. His own practice is the most important thing."

"Disciple, remember." Luo Bing spitted out his bright red and tender tongue playfully and replied.

Lu Chaoge glanced at her and asked, "You seem to be in a good mood?"

Luo Bing nodded vigorously, without denying it.

It feels like being able to drink tea in the pavilion in the mountains like the young master.

Although she knew in her heart that the young master came out to do business and did not take her out to enjoy the scenery, the joy in her heart was still a little overflowing.

For those who have suffered all the way, just a little sweetness can fill their hearts.

"Stop standing, sit down." Lu Chaoge said.

When Luo Bing heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he felt a little flattered.

She plucked up her courage and sat down on the stone bench closest to Lu Chaoge. After sitting down, she couldn't help but move her little butt slightly, leaning against Lu Chaoge's direction, and her body tilted slightly.

The breeze blew, blew up her black hair. She gently lifted her hair and pulled the hair that was blown away by the wind to the back of her slightly windy little ear.

The pair of small wind-catching ears actually spread red upwards.

If you gently pull it, you will definitely feel hot.

She was indeed taught how to serve men since she was a child, but don’t forget that she is also a poetic girl.

Luo Bing felt that the world was becoming brighter at this moment.

Even the blood on the ground that was slightly inconsistent with the atmosphere may automatically become a small red flower blooming next to the pavilion when recalled many years later.

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About half an hour later, Shen Qingqing's flying magic weapon flew to the mountain gate of Gengjin Gate.

She has never flew with all her strength in her life.

The flying magic weapon landed in front of the main hall of Gengjin Gate, and immediately a disciple stationed outside the main hall came up.

"Second Brother! Why are you so seriously injured?" Two Geng Jinmen disciples shouted: "It's just that your legs are broken, why are there any practitioners scratching their faces? Despicable!"

Zhongchou shook his head, holding his mouthful of old blood in his throat. I can't tell you that it was scraped by thorns and branches when he was escaping down the mountain, right?

He could only say, "Hurry....Come in and see the master."

The two disciples immediately took action.

Seeing this, Shen Qingqing also walked into the hall because her master Lin Long was drinking tea in the hall at this moment.

As soon as everyone approached the door of the hall, they heard bursts of laughter and joy coming from inside, filled with a breath of joy.

Until……the two of them saw Zhong Qiu being carried in.

The head of Gengjin Sect stood up as he looked at his beloved disciple who was hurt.

The pressure of the practitioner at the peak of the third level dispersed from his body, and his already feminine face was filled with the true emotions deep in his heart.

——He is furious.

The pressure filled the hall. Except for Linglong, who was also in the third realm, the other juniors felt a little depressed and almost couldn't breathe.

But for some reason, Shen Qingqing looked at He Tu, the head of Gengjin Sect, and felt the terrifying pressure on him. Her awe and fear for him were not as good as the man in green in the pavilion.

Compared with the angry He Tu, Lu Chaoge, who never showed her joy and anger, always turned her back to everyone, and lost her one person in the blink of an eye, left a bigger shadow in her heart.

The chest of her yellow skirt was still stained with blood from Zhong Qiu, as if a blood-filled red flower was rooted in her heart.

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Chapter completed!