Feng Chunzi was originally prepared to run away after being severely injured, but the attack that was supposed to come did not come. He observed that the people had collected the spiritual treasure in time and did not really attack him.

After escaping three thousand miles, he watched with horror as the spirit crane flew past him, and then ran away without looking back. He felt that he must have made a mistake, and that the young monk who took action must be a

People are already merciful to strange people who hide their cultivation, so he can no longer be ignorant.

After Langxing used a sword to scare away a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, he hurriedly used his thoughts to comfort the frightened Linghe, his face as calm as if nothing had happened.

Huahu blinked twice, scratched his back with his hands, and looked at Lang Xing, who was speechless. He also had the means to repel the great monks in the late Nascent Soul, but he could never do it so neatly.

Maybe he could do it with the ink heart cone that Lang Xing gave him, but he was far from perfecting the spiritual treasure.

Xie Yun looked at Hua Hu, who was scratching his head, with smiling eyes. He had to admit that Lang Xing's hand was really beautiful, and he also knew that Lang Xing did this mainly because he didn't have time to talk to Feng Chunzi.

Hua Hu scratched his left and right hands for a while before he breathed in the cold air and said, "How many other spiritual treasures do you have?" The last time Langxing gave Mo Xintui to him, he had already shown him a Phoenix Spirit Hairpin, and he showed it off again just now.

With two pieces, plus this sword, this kid must have at least four powerful spiritual treasures in his hands.

"There are probably two or three more." Lang Xing answered lightly.

"You can use it?" Huahu asked with disbelief.

Lang Xing snorted and didn't answer, he didn't want to say this.

"Can you really use them all?" Xie Yun couldn't help but asked. He also wanted to get an answer. Refining spiritual treasures was not an easy task. He guessed that Lang Xing must have some unique secret skills.

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Lang Xing couldn't ignore Xieyun's questioning, so he could only say perfunctorily, "I can barely use it."

"I don't believe it." Huahu said, shaking his head.

"I can't believe it either." It was not convenient for Qiyun to ask Langxing directly, so he seized every opportunity to help Huahu.

Langxing looked at the painting pot hesitantly and asked, "Are you determined to save Xiyang?"

Hua Hu nodded firmly and said, "Of course! I will die without regrets. Xiyang is so righteous. It is worth my life to save him!"

Langxing turned his head to look at Xieyun wordlessly.

Xie Yun smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about me. Now that I've caught up with this matter, I can help as much as I can. I'm confident that I have the ability to save my life. I will escape when I have to. Don't

I am expected to fight to the end, but I will definitely do my best."

Lang Xing nodded and said, "That's the best. Thank you, senior brother. I do need help, but I just don't want to drag you down. Since you insist on this, let's go together. On behalf of Xiyang and Jiangxiao, I would like to thank you for your kindness in drawing your sword to help."

As he spoke, he bowed his hands to the two of them.

Hua Hu said happily, "That's right. Don't mention whether to thank me or not. You should thank Xieyun. The three of us are brothers with Xiyang, so there is no need for you to thank us. Okay, since we have to fight side by side, let's
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