"Uncle Master is this a golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt?"

"How is it possible? Uncle Master resists your sword with a majestic sea of ​​aura, and he is a man of great power."

A person with great energy is okay!

Xiao Ran nodded, thinking that he is worthy of being a disciple of Chaoxia Peak, and he knows a lot about martial arts.

Han Erlang was amazed and complimented:

"I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Uncle Master was really practicing martial arts! Are you working so hard on Zhijian Peak?"

Xiao Ran dealt casually.

"There is no way, I will attend the genius conference soon, so I can't embarrass the sect."

Wang Tiezhu agreed.

“That’s that’s that’s it.”

Xiao Ran turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard Han Erlang say again:

"Uncle Master, look, the west slope of Chaoxia Peak was smashed like this, and there is a newly built disciple house that has collapsed. Can you..."

Xiao Ran was stunned. Unexpectedly, these two foundation-building cultivators were so brave that they snatched money to him.

"I risked my life to practice my qigong for the sake of the sect's face, but you two want to extort my money?"

Han Er was stunned for a moment:

"With that being said, Zhijian Peak is a big family. Chaoxia Peak is poor and has spent too much money to build a disciple's house. I really can't afford such losses."

Xiao Ran's tone turned cold and looked at the shoulder injury on his side.

"Did Chaoxia Peak bear the losses of attacking the geniuses of the Dao League?"

"you"

"this……"

The two of them suffocated and were speechless, and were provoked by Xiao Ran's routine.

Before he could react, Xiao Ran had already stepped on his sword and left Chaoxia Peak, leaving only a pit and the two of them who were dumbfounded.

...

When Xiao Ran returned to Zhijian Peak.

Ling Zhouyue was sitting cross-legged on the pine tree, waiting for him with her hands on her chest.

"You dare to come back?"

I still felt a little worried when I said this, because I was too heavy to do it just now.

He glanced at Xiao Ran's injuries, and the biggest injury on his body was that he was chopped on his shoulder.

Is it a conflict with Chaoxia Peak coaching?

Ling Zhouyue got up and was about to go for a walk, but was pressed down by Xiao Ran.

"Master can't hurt me even if this kick is done. The whole mountain of Chaoxia Peak will not hurt me."

Hold down the master and blow it.

Xiao Ran immediately explained:

"I suddenly realized that I was too strong and deliberately asked someone to chop me up."

Ling Zhou's long eyelashes moved slightly, looking up and down at Xiao Ran, and the rippling clear eyes were shining with rippling waves.

She kicked her down just now, even if she had already retracted her strength, even if Xiao Ran's resonance power was incredible and had several ribs in a while, it would be unreasonable.

Sudden!

An incredible thought flashed through her mind.

"You've already developed the 100,000-level Qi refining layer?"

Xiao Ran nodded.

“It should be.”

Ling Zhouyue frowned.

“How many layers are there?”

"One hundred thousand layers."

"puff"

The sake spilled Xiao Ran all over, and the fragrance of the wine was mixed with the fairy's mouth.

Xiao Ran raised his hand to control his energy, dried his green robe, and said:

"If you learn a ground-level exercise, don't you just have hands? Master wouldn't you think this thing is difficult, right?"
Chapter completed!