"I said I want to help you reshape your body. Come here, let me look at your arms and study it."

Hua Xiaomi waved to Cheng Baiyi, but the other party did not move as she thought, but instead moved to the side.

"Xiaohua, you have a good hand when cooking, but it's not good to do anything else. I'm afraid that I'll break my legs again if my arms are not tidy up."

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What does it mean? He still dislikes her?

"For you, you have done it yourself. I will kneel down and beg me, and I won't help you!" She threw the dragon scales to the other party.

Cheng Baiyi rubbed the lines on it with his fingers, lowered his eyes, with an unpredictable expression, and asked back: "Do you really want to give me this thing?

This dragon scale should have been shedden from the thunder dragon with prehistoric bloodlines. Its cherishment is enough to make the entire monks in the same world of tragedy go crazy.

You should understand one or two of the tragic situations of the Nascent Soul monks just now.

You can leave your own magic weapon to refine your natal zodiac and give it to me, and you won’t regret it?”

Hua Xiaomi chuckled, "If you continue to say this, I will grab it back."

She saw that the other party seemed to be joking, so she changed her words and said, "Didn't you say that I want to reshape your arms, I owe you this."

My father once said that no matter how much you owe someone, you can't ignore it no matter how much you like it.

"No, Xiaohua, don't you owe me anything. Take this and refine it into a magic weapon. Because, next, there is a mountain waiting for you to climb."

Cheng Baiyi shook his head, returned the dragon scale to her, and said a lot of inexplicable words.

When he walked to the teleportation array, he casted pieces of spirit stones. The formation was about to be opened. He looked up at her with a sad expression and a difficult voice, "Xiaohua, I'm leaving."

Actually, I really hope that we will go together to his world, appreciate the customs and customs of his world, eat and drink, and occasionally fight monsters.

But I have to say some things, and you won’t sit still and watch some things.”

Looking at his expression, Hua Xiaomi felt uneasy, and even she had the idea of ​​escaping.

"Do you know why Manyin Shuixie sent someone to chase me?" This was not a question, and he didn't expect Hua Xiaomi to answer, but just citing the following words to himself.

"Because at the beginning, I slapped Fan Ruoyin's dantian with one palm."

For a moment, Hua Xiaomi thought there was something wrong with her ears.

Fan Ruoyin is the most potential and most prestigious disciple of Manyin Shuixie. She is already the next leader who has been decided.

If the dantian is damaged...

Dantian is the most vulnerable place for a monk. She was entangled by such a trace of evil spirit and suffered all the torture.

She really couldn't imagine how painful it would be to break the dantian.

Also, not only physical pain, but also how much a strong person like Fan Ruoyin has lost his cultivation.

"But you don't have to worry, she has not died or grown old, and there is no change in her apart from her lack of cultivation.

But...she will soon marry into the Kongchan Sword Sect."

This news is no less than the shock of Hua Xiaomi when she learned that Fan Ruoyin's dantian was damaged.

"Don't tell me, I'm so desperate. The person Fan Ruoyin is going to marry is Gongsun Shu, right?"

She always thought that the stories written in the storybook were all fabricated.

I never thought that the story above would happen to me.

"Xiaohua, you guessed it right. It's a coincidence that the book is made. What happened to us can write and arrange several big shows."

Cheng Baiyi seemed to be trying to make a joke, but the corners of his raised mouth were bitter.

Heavenly Dao made such a big joke for them, but they couldn't laugh.

"No, wait, I still don't believe it. You told me the whole story. Hello, come back!"

The formation was activated, and Cheng Baiyi stepped in. Before leaving, he shook his head at her.

"The sect dispute made me unable to help her anymore. So Xiaohua, I chose to escape, you can only choose to face it.

You go find her, only she can give you more answers.

I will soon become a baby and these arms will grow again, so you don’t owe me anything.”

After saying the last sentence, Cheng Baiyi turned around and disappeared completely in the teleportation array.

Hua Xiaomi did not see a tear mole under the corner of his eyes.

The wind suddenly became strong, and the snowflakes like goose feathers hit her face, which was cool and a little painful.

In this secret realm, she encountered many things and had a lot of information. She needed to calm down and sort out her things carefully.

Who is Shen Tu Xuan? A demon cultivator in the Heavenly Underworld is also a so-called flower-picking messenger.

Specializes in practicing by absorbing beads from the women of the Hua family.

The Hua family should be a family in the Heavenly Netherworld that absorbs Yuehua.

Hua Lengwu, Hua Qihan, and the previous fairy of Yulan are both from the Hua family.

Shen Tu Xuan thought that her Moonlight Art was learned from Mo Xun. In this way, Mo Xun should be Hua Mo Xun!

Looking at the moon bead between her neck, she couldn't help but wonder that this bead was obtained by her in a corner.

Also, her surname is Hua. She can control the moon without any exercises. Is this all related?

The information she received was really limited, and no matter how much she had, she couldn't think of it.

I sighed and simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, these are all things in the heaven and the underworld. Let's think about it later.

The most important thing now is Fan Ruoyin. What Cheng Baiyi said before was too emotional, so she needed to find another bystander to learn about the information.

The weather here is really changeable, and soon the wind stops and the snow stops.

The "rustling" sound, from far to near, opened Qu Fang's half-closed eyes.

She fell to the ground, turned her head and looked up slantedly.

The grey-clad woman not far away walked towards her step by step, with a hint of coldness on her calm face.

In fact, she knew that this was the true face of that person, with a heart as hard as a sword.

Only when facing someone close to you will you show a warm smile.

This female cultivator named Hua is stingy. Although she is timid at the Confucian scholar named Cheng, she throws her bottles of precious spirit wine that ordinary people can't afford.

Also, when he set up camp in front of the mountain gate of Minhao Academy, Gongsun Shu accidentally injured many disciples of the other four sects because of his fierce sword force, and was criticized and scolded by many people.

She lay on the bed and cursed people one by one through the camp.

What would such a person do when facing Uncle Fan’s affairs?

Reflecting the moonlight, Qu Fang suddenly became obsessed with it.

She thought, if she could meet Hua Luo earlier, would the other party help her drink away the enemy and drink with her?

The "rustling" sound stopped, and the gray-clothed cultivator stood in front of her, looking particularly tall under the moonlight, and slowly stretched out his hand to her.
Chapter completed!