"Wow! This girl is so fun! She dares to bet on her own freedom!"

"You know, you look at Rouru and weak, but you have to underestimate her. If you feel good about it, you just looked helpless, but you turned the tables in an instant and almost killed Senior Brother Dong."

I have to say that there are still many monks who are optimistic about Ganoderma lucidum, just because Ganoderma lucidum is so capable of pretending, which is exactly the previous performance. In addition, I am young and beautiful, and immediately captured a large number of favored people. Of course, it is unknown how many crazy bees, waves, butterflies are there.

He Wuyou lowered his feet and stamped his chest, as if he had missed a great thing, and said to Zhou Hao: "Brother Zhou, why did you give this girl? Ah! He knows the spiritual root attributes of that guy, and does he know how terrifying that kind of force is? Oh, this is asking for death! No, no, I have to find a way to stop her from being stupid."

If you want to understand, Zhou Hao knows the most about Ganoderma mater, and what makes Zhou Hao the most trouble is that this girl’s acting skills. She really gets the true legend of her cheap master, Lotus Fairy. Her level of being involved in the drama is incomparable, but if you underestimate this dangerous murderous intent under confusion, you can only blame that guy for being unlucky.

Although Zhou Hao did not understand what Ganoderma lucidum was thinking, his original worries and uneasiness were gradually fading away. Although such Ganoderma lucidum was different from what he thought, its ability to deal with crises and the means of displaying them were quite qualified. After all, no monk could never encounter a crisis, and everyone's response methods were different, but what suited him was undoubtedly the best and most effective, so Zhou Hao just wanted to see how Ganoderma lucidum won at this time.

Dong Zhaokang: "What a sharp-tongued bitch. Do you think you can be unscrupulous if you break the spell of the young master? You are so arrogant. It's okay. Today, I will let you know what life is worse than death. When I take you down, I will definitely let you understand that some words cannot be said randomly."

"Hey! Why is this girl so stupid? Let the other party mess around, watching the other party recover, but not taking the initiative to attack?" Lingzhi, as the bullied party, at least on the surface, looked like this. Some sympathetic monks shook their heads in an anxious manner.

He Wuyou is also unclear. Although the performance of Ganoderma lucidum just now was amazing, it was an indisputable fact that he had a weak attack afterwards. However, he had a deep understanding of monks with qualifications like Dong Zhaokang, so he became more anxious.

Ganoderma was not in a hurry. Zhou Hao taught her more than once that she was panicked and calmly responded. It was naturally impossible for the other party to recover and let it develop. In terms of delicate thoughts, the female cultivator had a more detailed performance. Dong Zhaokang's injury was not physical spiritual power. After Ganoderma attacked him ineffectively, she immediately understood this point. The remaining blood on the other party's face showed that the other party must have been injured. Through thinking, Ganoderma immediately understood the other party's shortcomings or weaknesses at this time. Since that is the case, why bother to fight head-on!

Chu Renjie, Jin Yixuan, and many elites of core disciples from each peak were also watching the battle at an excellent location. Jin Yixuan's surprise was buried deep in his heart, but he felt at ease with Dong Zhaokang's defeat. Although he had already determined the Daozi quota in advance by his family and the peak, his actual combat power would not exceed much. He was deeply afraid of some old core disciples, those ascetic monks who hide their strength or who have been seeing the head and the tail of the dragon for many years.

Just talking about Dong Zhaokang, Ye would never lose to him easily in front of the frontal battle, but inexplicably suffered a loss in front of Ganoderma lucidum, which made him excited and strange. As for Chu Renjie, who escaped the disaster next to him, he was even more entangled.

Chu Renjie: "Jin Yixuan, you are too shady! Or do you mean that you are deliberately carrying this woman out and want to hit us?"

Jin Yixuan: "Young Brother Chu can't talk nonsense! I just said that my young master is the young master of this woman, let alone that my senior brother didn't ask you to provoke others! How could there be any insulting sayings?"

Chu Renjie: "Hmph! A little maid will inexplicably hurt a late-stage monk in the foundation-building stage. Do you believe it?"

Jin Yixuan shook his head and said, "I believe it or not, but if you don't understand it, you won't blame others." After that, he stopped looking at Chu Renjie, but in his heart, he had completely ignored this former opponent. A guy who couldn't even understand the true meaning of it only means that he had not been exposed to that level at all, so he could not talk about any competitor.

Chu Renjie knew nothing, but he had no choice but to do anything. Although he was arrogant and domineering, he was still divided into places. Obviously, he was not stupid enough to provoke Jin Yixuan at this time, at most he would just make some trouble.

Lingzhi had a certain plan in her mind and used her spiritual power. In addition to preparing to cast spells, she secretly activated the magic weapon-level spiritual clothes inside her dress. Due to the limitations of materials and abilities, the initial magic weapon Jinyu Spiritual Sweet refined by Zhou Hao was not luxurious and extremely simple. Although it looked good, it could only protect the main part of the body. In addition, Lingzhi cherished it in her heart, and it has always been worn close to the body, so it is impossible to find clues in the eyes of outsiders.

The so-called cold, heat, wind and rain are not troublesome for monks, and naturally they will not show their clothes. It is precisely because of Zhou Hao's lack of refining skills that leads to the improvement of quality as much as possible during refining and almost abandoning them all externally. Therefore, there will be no abnormality when activated, so almost no one will notice the plan of Ganoderma lucidum. Even if someone is confused, he only thinks it is the light of spiritual power and magic of Ganoderma lucidum itself.

Ganoderma: "Senior is really confident! But it's a bit like a silence to bully a new female cultivator for no reason. Those who know will say that the senior bullies the young, while those who don't know will think that the senior bullies others with power!"

Ganoderma lucidum’s strategy is very simple, which is to harass the other party, which dares not relax at all. He said two possibilities, but none of them said that Dong Zhaokang was good. Moreover, this was heard by countless monks outside, making Dong Zhaokang’s teeth itchy.

Ganoderma lucidum was not satisfied, but continued: "The senior is full of confidence, but it makes me feel that the senior is not a man enough man. I bullied a weak woman like this, but there is no cost at all. The young woman lost and wanted to be a senior maid. From then on, there is no freedom at all. Even the life and death are all based on the words of the senior. But the weak senior won by chance, but there is no benefit at all. He offended a monk and his family background for nothing. Do you think the junior signed this slave contract? Or don't sign it?"

Only he himself knew the injuries that Dong Zhaokang suffered best. The soul of the Purple House Spirit Taichung was cramped with bursts of pain, as if it was torn by a wind blade. It was also with its strong perseverance that it was not revealed, and the Ganoderma lucidum did not attack, which did give him a chance to breathe, but this kind of damage to the soul could not be restored by the breathing power, so every breath rest,

It is extremely precious to him, so he keeps talking to Ganoderma lucidum and gaining time.

He also knew that Ganoderma lucidum might have any tricks. A monk in the early stage of foundation building and a casual cultivator, really had absolute confidence in fighting and could easily win it. At this time, he couldn't help but regret not using the secret technique of the soul, but he had to accept the plan of Ganoderma lucidum.

Dong Zhaokang: "Little girl, you might as well say anything if you have any plans. If so, what's wrong with me?"

Zhou Hao smiled from a distance and thought to himself, this girl has learned to be a yin person, and most of the tension in her heart has been relieved. Ganoderma dared to calmly let it recover, and forced the other party to make a promise with words. Obviously, she had a perfect solution, and she just had to watch the fun.

"Hehehe, senior, you are really understanding! Then I'm not polite. Look, if I lose, I have to lose my life for the rest of my life. If the senior also takes out equal gambling funds, then I won't suffer a loss."

"What?" Dong Zhaokang was furious when he heard this. He was the core disciple of the 36 peaks of Tianyan Sect and one of the eighteen Daozi in the future. You, a little girl, actually want me to be a slave. He had such a courage and a arrogant thought. His face suddenly turned blue and his forehead was bulging.

Ganoderma: "Oh my, senior, don't be angry! You are so hideous, you are so scary. You are lazy, and I am just saying it. You are always willing. To be honest, I, a woman, can't bear it!"

Boom... In a word, Ganoderma lucidum is suppressed first and then raised, making people think it is to be humble. Who would have thought that Ganoderma lucidum means Dong Zhaokang as a slave? She still dislikes it. It made countless monks below burst into laughter.

"You..." Dong Zhaokang's face turned from green to purple and then white. He was teased repeatedly. His mind had suffered backlash before. At this time, he could not escape the heavy blow. A mouthful of blood spurted out far away.

"Ah! What a humble man, he actually bullied me like this, so I'll take my life." Dong Zhaokang's blood was scattered on the spot. This mouthful of blood was originally forced to be suppressed, but now it's sprayed out, which makes it much easier, but the injury is even worse. Before, his soul was only suffering from backlash and colic, but now he has suffered severe damage to his heart.

The meridians of the human body perform their own duties. As an extremely important part, the heart meridian is one of the most important meridians besides the Purple Mansion of Dantian. The heart meridian is backfired first, and is stimulated by anger, causing the heart meridian to explode, and the qi stagnation is difficult to calm down. Qi and blood directly break through the heart meridian channel, causing spiritual power to surge out of the heart meridian. If such injuries are not treated in time, it is very likely to damage the foundation of the monk and damage the life span.

Such injuries are extremely serious, but at this time Dong Zhaokang had already lost his mind and had only one thought in his mind. He took down Ganoderma lucidum, took down this bitch who had no face, and took her. He must refine him into a soul slave for him to drive him to play with, torture and humiliate him at will, and make her suffer in great pain throughout her life.

"roar!"

Dong Zhaokang's aura instantly broke through the obstacles of the third level of foundation building, and his fierce murderous intent swept wildly. Because of despair and anger, like the last madness of a monster when it was dying, Dong Zhaokang actually broke through the obstacles and went further. Because of the suppression of the Yan Zhan Formation, his aura instantly surged to the fourth level of foundation building.

"Oh! Oh no, what should I do?" He Wuyouri was like an ant on the hot pan, slung his feet and paused his chest.
Chapter completed!