Hua Xiaomi stepped forward and lifted the woman in gray who was trying to hide.

"You actually came out with me?"

In the mirror, Hua Xiaomi, Cheng Baiyi and his inner demon were fighting each other. No one noticed that the woman in gray was also sneaking out of the bronze mirror with them.

Hua Xiaomi looked at the other person, the blood on her face had stopped, and the blood scab was curdled. She shook her head and waved her hands, but she was as fierce as before, and she cried helplessly in her eyes, like a poor kitten:

"Don't kill me... I'll be a cattle and a horse for you, don't kill..."

Seeing this, her face gradually changed.

The woman in gray has the same face as hers, her eyes narrowed and her nose wrinkled expression was exactly the same as hers.

Looking at her is like looking in a mirror.

It's like looking at another self.

But I am still so cowardly, as if I am watching myself waving my tail and begging for mercy.

Hua Xiaomi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her hands pinching the other person's neck tightened tighter. Because the air was thin, the other person stuck out his tongue and his face turned pale.

She does not allow another "she" to live in this world.

Hua Xiaomi let go slightly, a spiritual power condensed from the center of her palm, and suddenly stroked the other party's neck.

"Ah!" A screamed, and the warm blood rose high and sprinkled all over the floor.

Her body twitched on the ground, her eyes were desperate, and she was unwilling to accept that she had just come out and her life was about to end before it even began.

Hua Xiaomi stood in front, looking down at her, her eyes cold.

The woman in gray was very weak, and she would bleed when she touched the stone slightly. The thin spiritual power in her body was not considered a qi-training cultivator.

So the danger must be killed in the cradle in advance. Otherwise, once the other party grows up, will the other party try his best to kill him like he is now?

There was no corpse, the woman in gray was flowing with the blood, and her figure gradually dissipated, turning into a ball of black mist, which dissipated between the world as the wind blew.

"Hua...Xiao Mi?"

The sound of good luck came from behind him, and hesitated a little. He turned around and Zhaocai Jinbao also stared at her blankly.

I rarely see her cold side alone, everyone is a little dull and the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

But soon Hua Xiaomi returned to normal. She waved to Zhaocai Jinbao and took the soul incense over.

The fragrance had already expired, and more than half was left. She picked it up and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it. It tasted very mixed and seemed very pure.

Not only was her soul stable, but her spiritual consciousness also increased a little.

It really smells so good, but it clears the heart and removes the demons in the heart.

After igniting, Cheng Baiyi used her inner demon to destroy his inner demon. Both of them had different insights and gains. They were worthy of being refined by the Nascent Soul cultivator, and the evil cultivators in the Pixiang Palace wanted it.

Speaking of Pixiang Palace, she remembered that she was carrying a curse on her body. It seemed that she had to prepare.

Hua Xiaomi pulled the storage bag and looked in front of her again.

Maybe she is poor and has only six zombies left in addition to the Suzuan Xiang. Good luck will bring you wealth and treasure.

Other treasures, elixirs, etc. were all destroyed in the thunder disaster.

It is estimated that she may be the poorest Jindan monk in the world.

Money, money, now she can’t afford to participate in the activity of half a spirit stone. Suddenly her eyes flashed and fell on Cheng Baiyi who was meditating.

This person is probably the direct son of Tiandao. He has experienced a disaster just now, but he is still bright and beautiful.

The white Confucian robe is full of brilliance, looking full of fairy spirit, her hair is not messy, and she is obedient and tied around the back of her head.

With bright eyebrows and bright nose and red lips, such a handsome man, if he is said to be a god, no one will doubt it.

As for Hua Xiaomi, Zhaocai and Jinbao and Haolu came together to cover their faces, which was really hard to look directly at.

Before, she had become smaller, and torn all her clothes to facilitate movement, but now she has changed back and has supported all her clothes.

The sleeves... She may have been wearing a sleeveless suit, and she also exposed her navel by the way. Her pants were grinding directly to the base of her thighs, and only one shoe was left, and a big hole was worn out in her thumb.

Hua Xiaomi was very satisfied with this. After all, compared to not having enough clothes to wear before, she can barely cover her body now, which has made a great progress.

"Okay, everyone is busy. Well... Zhaocai Jinbao, you can sort everyone's storage bags first, and give them to me after doing these.

As for good luck? Go and lead these zombies to find something to eat.”

Although she was so poor that she was empty, there were still many dead bodies here.

Those who wanted to come and join in the fun and fish for the benefits before, their storage bags remained on this land with their lives.

Zhaocai Jinbao kept guarding Hua Xiaomi, but later guarding Liuhunxiang, he didn't clean up and scattered storage bags all over the floor. Fortunately, no one came to steal them, otherwise wouldn't it be a big loss.

Hua Xiaomi was naturally the boss' commander, and then walked around like a patrol with her hands on her shoulders.

Her eyes fell on a touch of pink.

Hua Xiang was obviously dead miserably, her chest was hollowed out and she was bleeding. Perhaps it was because she was too painful before her death, and her body was covered with a layer of black and evil spirit.

Hua Xiaomi was very sorry for this. The other party's pink warm-shiny Luoyun shirt was completely blackened and could not be worn.

"It's really a waste of resources!"

Huh? Crystal fragments were scattered beside the other party, Hua Xiaomi stood with one hand and leaned over to look.

That's...

Suddenly the fragments floated up and formed as her spiritual thoughts gathered.

It was a small water-colored bell that should have been crystal clear, but because of the breaking, it formed cracks, which gave it another kind of beauty.

Hua Xiaomi, who was crazy, grabbed her fat hand and looked at the fragments reflected by the sunlight in her palm, gently curled the corners of her mouth.

Fortunately, although she was crushed to pieces, she could repair it.

At this time, Zhaocai Jinbao also sorted all the storage bags, sent them over happily, licked his ugly face, and grinned, "Wow..."

There were still many people dead here, but they seemed to be poor, with only a few spirit stones and even fewer treasures.

All the Jindan monks have begun to use their natal magic weapons. These poor ghosts have no extra treasures, and Hua Xiaomi looks down on those magic weapons of the foundation-building and qi-training monks.

After a joint cleaning, it was all waste?

Her mood suddenly became less wonderful.

In anger, her eyes fell on Cheng Baiyi. When the other party woke up, she must dig a piece from the other party!

Suddenly my mind moved, and it seemed that I had discovered something.

"Ha, Cheng Fu, come with your life!"

At some point, a young woman flew from afar. Her early cultivation level of the Golden Pill was coincidentally holding a small clock in her hand.

As she moved closer, the little bell in her hand shook lightly, making a cool sound, and a series of sound waves followed.

Hua Xiaomi threw a wooden shield over and blocked Cheng Baiyi, while holding a small green sword to meet him.
Chapter completed!