No one knows her injuries better than Arqiong. She was struck by Wan Hong, the Lord of Donglun City, and her bones and meridians were shattered. Even her Dantian was broken. She would become a cripple even if she didn't die.
However, with such an injury, she was completely restored to life with just a tap from the other party. The injuries in her body were completely healed, and she could still feel an extremely strong and gentle force still remaining in her body, constantly washing her body and strengthening her body. Her magic power allowed her cultivation to easily break through from the early stage to the middle stage of foundation building. That power has not dissipated yet. Perhaps after she is completely transformed, her qualifications and cultivation will be completely transformed.
With this kind of power that was almost created by nature, Arqiong almost suspected that he had met a god.
When she saw Ah Rong leaning tightly against this man, that kind of attachment and happiness had never appeared in Ah Rong, she was even more shocked. She knew that Ah Rong's character was definitely not a clinging one. the person who.
"You, who are you?"
Shen Yuerong said: "Arqiong, he is my Taoist companion Long Xiaoshan. He came to see me..."
"ah?!"
Ar-Qiong opened her mouth wide and almost blurted out the words "Are you kidding me?" Ah-Rong's man, the Long Xiaoshan whom she had so unkindly blamed, turned out to be such a terrifying monk.
Although she didn't know how strong Long Xiaoshan was, the power of Long Xiaoshan's arrival just now, and the people kneeling around him, including the Lord of Donglun City, who were trembling on the ground at this time, were enough to prove Arong's power. How strong are men?
But Ah Rong is just a young Qi refining monk.
Although she is very beautiful, there are no beautiful women in the world of cultivation. If you think that beauty can be associated with such a terrifying and terrifying monk, it is a fool's dream.
But everything in front of me is beyond doubt.
When she woke up from the shock, she was happy for Arong in her heart. Although she didn’t know how the two got along well, it was a good thing that Arong’s Taoist companion was so powerful. She quickly said: "Arong, congratulations." Thank you, you have been waiting for so many years and your dream has finally come true."
"Thank you." Shen Yuerong and Ah Qiong have lived together for several years, and they can be regarded as sisters. She said: "By the way, Ar Qiong, I forgot to tell you, my real name is Shen Yuerong, Arong. It’s my pseudonym.”
"Shen Yuerong..." Arqiong muttered softly, with a smile on his face: "This name sounds much better, so it is worthy of you."
At this time, Long Xiaoshan glanced at the person kneeling on the ground and said calmly: "Sister Yuerong, tell me what's going on? How could you kill yourself?"
When he arrived, Shen Yuerong was almost gone.
Although Long Xiaoshan was not particularly excited or angry on the surface, everyone felt the extremely depressive atmosphere permeating the air.
Shen Yuerong bit her lip and spoke in detail.
Because she hated Mu Feng and others so much, especially Mu Feng, a pervert, she almost... Listening to Shen Yuerong's story, Long Xiaoshan's eyes became colder and colder, falling on Mu Feng and others.
Mu Feng and the others only felt that their hearts were beating violently, and every inch of flesh and blood in their bodies, and every ounce of soul, seemed to be torn, crushed, burned, and destroyed. They screamed in pain. They never thought that just one look could make people suffer. to this extent.
They wanted to commit suicide, but they couldn't even commit suicide. Considering the evil deeds these people had done to Shen Yuerong, how could Long Xiaoshan let them die so easily.
"By the way, there is him too!"
At this time, Arqiong targeted Wan Hong, the lord of Donglun City.
Adding insult to injury, he told how Wan Hong showed up, threatened Shen Yuerong, and took away the spiritual stones accumulated by Shen Yuerong. Arqiong said: "Senior Long..., Yuerong worked hard and accumulated those spiritual stones for many years." Yes, she has always said that she wants to save these spiritual stones for you to practice. She has been reluctant to use one for so many years, so she has been unable to break through..."
The Lord of Donglun City, who was kneeling beside him, was completely heartbroken.
He heard all these people's conversations.
The whole figure seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss. At the same time, he was frightened and also felt a strong sense of grief and anger. You said that you are such a powerful monk, why do you want to find a Taoist companion in the Qi refining stage, and then treat this Qi refining Taoist companion? Dumped in this barren little city, are you seriously ill?
Before Shen Yuerong could mention him, he kept begging for mercy: "Senior, it was my blindness that offended your lady. You have a large number of spiritual stones. The spiritual stones are all here. I didn't touch them."
As he spoke, he poured out all the spiritual stones he had just taken.
Looking at the pile of spiritual stones, Long Xiaoshan was stunned. He walked step by step to the pile of spiritual stones, put his hand on it, stroked it gently, and said to Shen Yuerong beside him: "Sister Yuerong, these Is this all what you saved for me?"
Shen Yuerong's face turned red and she said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoshan, I'm so useless. I can only save some low-level spiritual stones, which you definitely won't be able to use."
Even if she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs running away. She always thought that Long Xiaoshan was still at the same level as on Earth, and was just a foundation builder at most. Who knew that Long Xiaoshan had become so powerful that even the Golden Pill monks were kneeling before him? I can't move it in front of me, these spiritual stones are obviously too bad.
"No! Sister Yuerong." Long Xiaoshan carefully collected every piece of spiritual stone: "I can use it. This is the best gift you can give me."
Of course, the spirit stone is no longer useful to his cultivation.
But how did Shen Yuerong, a Qi Refining monk, accumulate so many spiritual stones? He couldn't even imagine how much hardship and effort Shen Yuerong had put in for this, and how many years he had been let down by such deep feelings.
It was only at this moment that Long Xiaoshan felt unspeakable guilt in his heart.
For him, decades are just a blink of an eye in a long journey of cultivation, but for Shen Yuerong and those women who don't know where they are living, it may have been half a lifetime.
How could he bear such deep love and righteousness?
Putting away the spirit stone, Long Xiaoshan straightened up, looked at Wan Hong who was kowtowing with cold eyes, and said three words: "You deserve to die."
In an instant, Wan Hong felt that his body was being torn apart crazily, and he shouted in fear: "Senior, my master is the Master of the Muta Star, you can't kill me!"
"Master of the Wooden Pagoda Star." Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly, and suddenly grabbed out a hand. The energy of the void rioted, and he grabbed a person who didn't know how far away from him from the depths of the planet.
A middle-aged man wearing a high crown was held in Long Xiaoshan's hand, with a look of panic on his face.
When Wan Hong saw this person, he quickly shouted: "Master, save me, Master, save me."
The middle-aged man Gao Guan saw Wan Hong, and also saw the dark-haired young man standing next to Wan Hong glance over at him with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "Are you the Master of the Wooden Pagoda Star, the master of this beast?"
At this time, this middle-aged man with a high crown, who was the Lord of the Wooden Pagoda Star Fan Te, realized what had happened. He tore the starry sky from Long Xiaoshan and came here. He had been huddled up, not daring to come out, for fear of getting into trouble.
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Unexpectedly, no matter how careful he was, trouble still came. His vision went dark and he yelled: "Nie Zhan, who is your master? Shut up!"
