"Yes, Brother Sang, you not only want to hunt monsters, but you also want to be a hero and save beauties. Can your body handle this?"
"How about we share some with you?"
After the man in Tsing Yi grabbed the remains of the octopus monster and several storage bags that fell out of it, the singing voices of a man and a woman reached the ears of the man in Tsing Yi and the beautiful middle-aged woman from far and near.
Inside.
Upon hearing these two voices, a flash of panic flashed in the middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes.
She was aware of Sang Qingmu's friendship for her, and it was not like she had never had other thoughts.
At the beginning, she approached Sang Qingmu just to take advantage of Sang Qingmu's friendship with her so that she could hunt monsters and earn cultivation resources.
After all, it is really difficult for a woman with low cultivation level to survive alone in the South China Sea.
Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will just become the plaything of those high-level monks and powerful young men. Let alone improve your cultivation, it will be hard to say that you will have freedom in the future.
She luckily succeeded in building the foundation and finally gained several hundred years of life, but she didn't want to leave her life in the South China Sea.
It's just that she committed another crime and got into big trouble, so she can't easily return to Qingzhou. After all, that force is far beyond what the Chen family can resist.
In addition, the South China Sea is rich in resources, there are many sea areas, and the water aura is very abundant, which is also very beneficial to her cultivation, so she also wants to wait until her cultivation level is high before returning to Qingzhou to visit her children.
But as time passed, and as time went by, I was moved by Sang Qingmu's words, deeds, and cultivation character. The intention of taking advantage of him also dissipated a lot, and there were a lot more people who were close to each other.
sincere.
If she were decades younger, without the care of her children, without the emotion of passing years. Faced with Sang Qingmu's pursuit, she would have agreed without saying a word and without hesitation.
But now that she is married and has given birth to several children, An Neng can marry again.
Although she doesn't have much affection for her husband, after all, they have been married for decades and she doesn't want to feel sorry for him.
Moreover, in her mind, cultivating immortality is the great way, and everything else is just a small way.
She was not a young girl who had never been out and had just started to fall in love, so she was easily deceived.
She calmed down, straightened her clothes, struggled to get out of Sang Qingmu's arms, limped to the side, and kept some distance from Sang Qingmu.
Seeing the beauty leaving his arms and smelling the remaining fragrance on her body, Sang Qingmu's eyes were filled with fire, and he was so angry!
These two bitches will ruin his good deeds!
If she had waited just a moment and a half longer, maybe Ting'er would have agreed to be with him.
These two bugs are in such a bad mood!
The two people coming across are a man and a woman.
The man was tall and tall, with a very good appearance. He was carrying a Hunyuan Hammer in one hand and a monster head in the other.
As for the woman, her clothes were revealing, her body was voluptuous, she was charming, and she exuded a strange fragrance.
As the voice was spoken, the woman's chest rose and fell like waves, and waves of strange fragrance spread out, making people fascinated.
If you guessed it right, this woman definitely practices some kind of charm technique, and she is definitely not a good person!
She doesn’t know how many male cultivators fell into her hands and became her playthings. They spent several years practicing hard to make wedding clothes for her.
The two people standing in front of Sang Qingmu and the middle-aged beautiful woman were the man named Zhao Zheng, who had a second-level cultivation base, and the woman's name was Wang Qiushui, who had just built a foundation and had a first-level cultivation base.
These two people, Sang Qingmu and the beautiful middle-aged woman were part of a demon hunting team.
However, the relationship between the four of them was not good. Wang Qiushui was always jealous that Chen Ting was being protected by Sang Qingmu, so he was always hostile towards her.
Although the four of them are in a cooperative relationship, they only set up formations to attract the monsters, and each of them looks for a target to kill the monsters.
Of course, the harvest belongs to whoever kills it, so when Sang Qingmu saw the two people's escape, he immediately killed the eight-clawed octopus regardless of the loss.
Because once Zhao Zheng and Wang Qiushui take action, the harvest will inevitably be divided between them.
Such a result is not what Sang Qingmu and the beautiful middle-aged woman named Chen Ting want to see.
"Zhao Zheng, Wang Qiushui, what are you doing here?"
Sang Qingmu looked at the two of them with a wary look on his face. The green wooden sword in his hand was also filled with spiritual energy and could be used at any time.
Chen Ting on the side also took a few pills, cultivated for a while, took a breath, took out a silver whip and held it in her hand, looking like she was ready to fight at any time.
"Brother Sang, Sister Chen, what are you doing? Are you still planning to attack the two of us?"
The woman named Wang Qiushui pretended to wipe her face with her delicate hands as she spoke, looking sad.
But if you look closely, you will find a silver and golden needle in her raised hand, which makes people shudder.
The eight-clawed octopus that Sang Qingmu just killed was a third-level mid-level monster. Although its body was blown to pieces by Sang Qingmu's talisman, it still contained a lot of good things.
Especially the few storage bags that fell out of the octopus's belly, Wang Qiushui was very jealous.
If nothing else happens, that bitch Chen Ting will have a share of these things.
But why?
It doesn't matter if a married woman is better than her in cultivation, and she admits that she is prettier than her, but why does her brother Sang only hang around her, and even the captain likes her very much?
She refuses to accept it!
She was quite dissatisfied!
Why should the treatment of both women be so different? She was unwilling to do so, quite unwillingly.
Thinking of this, Wang Qiushui clenched her fists tighter, and her sharp nails pierced her tender skin, causing drops of bright red blood to flow out.
The four of them are all casual cultivators who have been working hard in the world of cultivation for decades.
Although there are high and low levels of cultivation, the mentality is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.
All four of them know that there are no eternal friends in this world of cultivation, only eternal interests.
Maybe partners who have just cooperated will become the targets of each other in the blink of an eye. This kind of thing can be said to be commonplace in the world of cultivation and is not uncommon.
Therefore, the four of them were very wary and ready to start a fight if they disagreed.
It was impossible for Sang Qingmu to share the fruits of his hard work with others.
Zhao Zheng and Wang Qiushui were quite envious of Sang Qingmu's gains. In addition, although their cultivation levels were different, Sang Qingmu must have spent a lot of mana hunting the octopus monster before.
Coupled with the fact that Chen Yuting is such a sluggish person, it is too early to say who will win.
The atmosphere between the four people suddenly became strange, and there was a tendency to start a fight if there was a disagreement, and the battle for contention was about to break out.