She shaved the woman's silky hair clean and put it away first. Then she looked at the unconscious woman.

The woman from Hehuan Sect is practicing the evil skill of collecting yang and replenishing yin. It can be said that none of the people in this sect is good, and in addition, the Liangzi has been formed tonight, so naturally she cannot let her go like this.

"The Yin Tang is black, and it is probably not long since I live, but you can't die in my hands." Tang Ning said, plundering all the things on this woman, and then sacking her entire cultivation.

Her cultivation was abolished, and she woke up from her coma, opened her mouth and couldn't make a sound. Even her spiritual consciousness could no longer condense because of the abortion of her cultivation. She showed pain on her face, staring at Tang Ning with unwillingness and resentment.

This little monk not only shaved her hair, but also sacked her whole cultivation. Without her cultivation, she is just an ordinary person. Not to mention returning to Hehuan Sect, even living is a difficult problem.

"Don't look at me, who asked you to come to your door?" Tang Ning said slowly, glanced at her and said, "This is what it means, if you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and hell will come in without a door."

She put on her clothes, then lifted her out of the window, and threw her into an alley while the night was dark...

After dealing with the woman, Tang Ning continued to go back to the inn to sleep. Until the next day, she asked the waiter to buy some things for her to put into the guest room, and kept pounding it inside. It was not until noon that a wig was prepared.

"The hair of a real person is different."

Her eyes were slightly brighter and she touched the hair. She looked at the little monk in the mirror and turned into a girl because of the drooping and dispersed hair. She couldn't help but smile and praised happily: "It's so beautiful."

After the wig was made, she took back the space and took out the Qiankun bag that she had not checked last night from the space, looking at what was inside.

Xiao Hei, who entered the spiritual beast space, also took out the Qiankun bag and flew out, landed on the table, and said, "Tangtang, there is a magical seal on it!"

"Divine Seal?" Tang Ning was stunned, stopped the movement in his hand, and looked at Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei nodded his head and looked at her: "Yeah, there is a trace of divine consciousness imprinted on this Qiankun bag. If it is not erased, they will find you through this divine seal."

Tang Ning focused his mind and searched, but did not find the divine mark, and then said, "I didn't feel it, did you notice it? Is there a way to erase it?"

"Dumb! You can only burn it with your destiny sky fire, but this Qiankun bag should not be able to withstand the natal sky fire of this crow."

"Then let's burn it!" Tang Ning said, looking at the Qiankun bag in his hand and sighed: "What a pity this bag."

She took out the things inside, in addition to some spirit stones, some treasures, some medicines and a book on cultivation of Hehuan Sect.

She looked around and threw it to Xiao Hei and let it burn together. Only the people of Hehuan Sect regard it as a treasure as such an incredible practice.

"Cover these first, and sell them later when you have the chance." She put away all the things, sorted them out, and said, "We will go out to buy some things, and it will probably be two or three days away to Qingyun City."
Chapter completed!