Chapter 1186: Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and reap the benefits of the fishermen

Jun Xiazhu faced the army of Wushen Temple. He was handsome and handsome, with a gentle and elegant temperament. He clasped his fists with both hands and bowed: "My lord, why are you here?"

Lu Qiong also bowed and saluted, not daring to make any mistakes.

The two of them were stained with blood, and looked out of place in a field of corpses, soldiers, and fragrant medicine.

The leader of the army wears the orthodox armor of the Temple of Martial Arts and carries a sword at his waist. He has an iron-blooded and resolute aura that makes people look away.

The leader's eyes were calm and powerful. He glanced at the corpses and some seriously injured warriors on the ground, then looked away and said coldly: "There is a three-year-old fairy grass in the Martial Temple, and its texture is exactly the same as this fairy medicine field. Therefore, this

The general is ordered to come and announce this matter."

Three-year-old grass jelly!

The sudden disappearance was like a blow to the head, crushing Lu Qiong and leaving Jun Xiazhu breathless.

They worked together to destroy the immortal herbs of the Seven Evils and Conqueror in both houses, and tacitly divided up the immortal medicinal fields of inestimable value.

But just when the day of victory was about to come, this meat came to my mouth, and I realized that yesterday's battle was all about fetching water from a bamboo basket!

Lu Qiong's limbs felt cold, and her old face had wrinkles, as if she had aged ten years overnight.

"General, I have never heard anything from Wushen Temple about this matter. I would like to check again to see if there are any flaws in it," Lu Qiong said.

The leader was indifferent: "Do I still need to report to you for the work of the Martial Temple? Are you the Martial Ancestor? Or the master of the palace? Such a big arrogance."

"I..."

"That's not what Mr. Lu meant."

Jun Xiazhu said: "General, the fairy medicine field belongs to Luoyu, Shenxuan and other courtyards. We all have one year's worth of fairy grass. Now that we have endured all the hardships, if the general wants to take away the fairy medicine field, can you give us the three years' worth of fairy grass?

Can you two take a look?"

The leader half-squinted his eyes, then looked back at the soldiers behind him.

The soldier understood and immediately walked out holding a crystal clear box.

Although the square crystal in the treasure box is transparent, it reflects a flickering light under the sunlight.

The texture of the roots of the fairy grass placed inside clearly came from this fairy medicine field, and its deep color suggested that it had been picked for at least three years.

Jun Xiazhu's lips were trembling, and his pupils were slightly radiating due to shock, and it was suddenly difficult to maintain his elegance and indifference.

He fought against the crowd, and there was an innocent soul under his sword, and he did not hesitate to offend several major colleges, just for the sake of the fairy medicine field.

result......

Actually making wedding clothes for others?

If the other party is a small force, that's fine.

It's just a cycle that starts over again, killing people, destroying fairy grass, and occupying medicinal fields.

But the person who came was from the Martial God Temple, how could he dare to be so presumptuous?!

Jun Xiazhu had a headache, his eyes were splitting, and he clenched his hands into fists. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it despite racking his brains.

The leader looked at them and said: "The Emperor of the Holy Realm led the elites to fight for many days, repel the demons, and protect Fenglin City. This is the hero of Lingtian Sheji. Therefore, the Martial Ancestor sent this fairy medicine field to

To Ye Dizun’s fiancée, the ninth elder of the Zhan Zhan Academy, Ye Chuyue.”

boom!

The wind suddenly kills!

Jun Xiazhu and Lu Qiong raised their heads at the same time, their pupils suddenly tightened, and they suddenly looked at the army leader who was speaking.

Ye Chuyue!

This name, like a nightmare and a maggot on the tarsus, haunts them endlessly!

Lu Qiong finally woke up and realized that she had been tricked and lost all her money!

"Ye Chuyue...Ye Chuyue..."

Jun Xiazhu murmured the name in a low voice, and suddenly thought that Lu Qiong's fairy grass was bought from Ye Chuyue for 500 million.

Ye Chuyue and Zhan Zhan College were the first to withdraw from the fairy medicine field, which made people think that they really had nothing to do with the world.

But now it seems that Ye Chuyue seems to have already known about the conflict of interests and bloodshed in the fairy medicine field, so she specially gave up the spacious battlefield to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then reap the benefits of the fishermen!

The sun was setting in the evening, and it was a bit dry in late spring and early summer, but Jun Xiazhu's spine was chilling.

A chilling chill rushed along the spine and towards Tianling Gai.

Jun Xiazhu was afraid of someone for the first time in his life.

Even Mu Fengming, who had wiped out his whole family, didn't make him feel so horrified!

Lu Qiong's legs felt weak, and she felt like the heavy rain was surrounding her head that she couldn't get rid of.

This haze is called Ye Chuyue!

Even though this person has escaped from Shenxuan, the haze has never let go of Lu Qiong.

Lu Qiong thought of the evidence he had made and hurriedly turned back to Shenxuan.

The leader looked at her back and spoke again: "Elder Ye sent the token to the Wushen Temple. The Wushen Temple has sent people to Shenxuan to collect 500 million yuan, and Lu Qiong, your peaks in Shenxuan have been sealed.

As well as the residence in your courtyard, the money belongs to Elder Ye, and the Shenxuan Academy also emptied the courtyard treasury for this."
Chapter completed!