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Chapter Twenty Two

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    On the other side, after Jun Qingqiu left, as soon as he left Xianshi, he saw the nephews who came back from shopping.

    Everyone has something in their hands.

    Jun Qingqiu glanced at the number of people, and when he saw that everyone had arrived, he said, "Go back."

    Those disciples who came to Xianshi for the first time were all very happy, and they couldn't help being a little curious when they turned around and saw that Uncle Jun was empty-handed.

    "Uncle, didn't you buy anything?"

    There are so many kinds of things in this fairy market, they are dazzled to choose, why didn't Master Jun buy anything?

    Everyone was a little curious.  Jun Qingqiu shook his head, knowing that if he said that he didn't buy it, these disciples would definitely ask more questions, so he just said: "I bought some things."

    He casually diverted the topic and prepared to leave.

    Who knew that after hearing his words, some disciples said "Hey" and said in surprise: "Uncle Jun, did you buy the Concentration Grass?"

    "There is actually a place selling Ningshencao in this fairy market, I didn't even know it."

    His curious tone caused other disciples to look over.

    Concentration Grass?

    Jun Qingqiu frowned slightly, followed his gaze, but saw an extra spiritual herb that had grown out of her sleeve at some point.

    This spiritual herb didn't even have a box, so it was placed straight in his sleeve, but Jun Qingqiu didn't find it after walking all the way.

    He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to buy this.

    Besides Even if he buys spirit grass, he won't be so rough that he doesn't even put it in a box, so how did this spirit grass come from?

    Everyone couldn't help being a little surprised to see Uncle Jun calm down.

    "Uncle Jun, what's wrong?"

    Jun Qingqiu took out the Concentration Grass in his sleeve to have a look. This Concentration Grass is of high quality, and it can be seen that it is definitely not something ordinary people can afford.

    It is useful for cultivators above the alchemy level to refine the top-grade Concentration Grass into Concentration Pill, and it is rare in the auction pavilion. Such things will not appear in his sleeve for no reason

    Jun Qingqiu suddenly remembered the deer-like snow dumpling before leaving, and somehow had a premonition in his heart that this thing was given to him by the snow dumpling.

    So this is thanking myself for inviting him to dinner?

    He paused for a moment, then looked back at the high-rise restaurant, but there was no one there.

    And the disciple who had just mentioned Ningshencao just now remembered that Ningshencao didn¡¯t seem to be sold in this place, and they left all the medicine shops without seeing it.

    After reacting at this time, he couldn't help but stop talking.

    "Uncle Jun, this" Could it be that someone wants to assassinate Uncle Jun?

    But whoever murders someone will give something away.

    The few of them looked at each other in blank dismay, but the young man with downcast eyes came back to his senses.

    "nothing."

    "I know who sent this thing."

    Thinking of the white dumpling, Jun Qingqiu pursed her lips, but she didn't expect the other party to repay her kindness.  The tense mood in his heart because the head teacher was about to enter the Demon Realm actually relaxed, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

    "Let's go."

    Seeing his reaction like this in the eyes of other disciples, he couldn't help thinking more.  Although Uncle Jun is as gentle as jade, he is like a gentleman.  But he rarely looked soft for no reason, he looked at the Concentrating Grass thoughtfully, could it be that this thing was given by his uncle's admirer?

    That's right, the uncle has a great character and a high level of cultivation, and the younger generation is second to none. How could such a person not be admired by anyone.

    It was his loss that the Demon Venerable abandoned Uncle Jun.  Several disciples nodded, and immediately stopped mentioning the Concentrating Grass.

    However, it didn't take long for what happened here to spread to another person's ears. After Jiang Huan burned the letter sent by Helian City again, he was in a rare good mood, and loosened the soil for the transplanted flowers and plants in the yard.

    It was sunny this morning, and it got dark again not long after in the afternoon. He wiped the dirt on his hands with a handkerchief, and looked up at the sky.

    Not long after, when the sky darkened, raindrops fell down.  Clouds covered the sky, and the boy next to him was worried about the young master's body, so he quickly took an umbrella over, but Jiang Huan's gaze stopped him.

    "Why, even you think I'm sick?"

    The tone of the young man in blue's words was light, but it made people feel cold.

    The boy had no choice but to be cautious: "Young master, it should rain for a while. Would you like to go into the house and rest for a while?"

    &nbs; He wouldn't wear this thing even if it was for the sake of falsehood.

    His eyes were heavy, but thinking of Xie Chiyuan's unbelievable look when he locked the door out during the day, he was a little irritable.  Could it be that the devil thinks that he has softened his heart by trying to please him in every possible way in the past few days?

    It is impossible for them, it is absolutely impossible for him to like men, what is he doing with that attitude.

    He tightened up the scabbard given by the other party, and finally pulled it out angrily and put it aside.

    However, He Liancheng closed his eyes, and heard the words of those little demons in the afternoon again, saying that the Demon Lord left the Kurong Sea in a daze.

    They have never seen the demon king like that.

    Xie Chiyuan is a big devil, Ba Huang bowed his head, and now he tried to please him three times and four times, but was rejected

    He paused slightly in his heart, all kinds of voices were buzzing in his ears, he had a buzzing headache, and even the natal sword in his hand was a little out of control.

    He Liancheng closed his eyes with a sullen face, and after a while, he turned his head and looked at Xifu beside him.

    Forget it, he just took a look.

    See what the hell this thing looks like.

    Thinking of this, he turned his head and used his sword to pry open the red silk covering the jade plate, and what he saw was an extremely delicate and sassy red wedding gown.

    Originally, he thought that all the people in the palace called him his wife, so he thought that this wedding gown was also a female nun's style, but he didn't expect it to be a male nun's style.

    That Xipao was about the same size as him, Heliancheng's face darkened, and he pressed down something fiercely with his sword, but the back of his ears felt a little hot in the darkness.

    The male cultivators are with him, so the female cultivators are with Xie Chiyuan.  It really is It really is a vulgar demon, shameless!

    He cursed coldly, but his heartbeat was a little abnormal.

    He Liancheng inexplicably thought of how he saw Xie Chiyuan when he accidentally approached him that night.  The devil was all white, and even his eyes were light-colored. Wearing the nun's wedding robe shouldn't feel out of place, but he looked like a beautiful fairy with indistinguishable male and female characteristics.

    A trace of inexplicable flashed across his cold and stern face, he turned his head and looked at the jade plate for the last time, gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, although he has to leave, but before he leaves, he can satisfy the devil's wish, as long as those people are not allowed to leave."  Just see it.

    If he comes to beg himself again tomorrow

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    ? Seeing a little angel discussing the size of Mozun Tuanzi, let me tell you about it. I said Snow Duanzi because the Mozun was only as big as a teacup dog when he was young, and the four jiojio were still curled up in a small one, so they were called Tuanzi.

    [There will be another chapter tomorrow, and I will enter v on Wednesday, and I will lose my horse at that time, I hope the little cuties will support you a lot] Thank you at 2021-04-18 21:47:09~2021-04-19 21  During the :50:27 period, the little angel who voted for the overlord or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: closeyoureyes, Qingqiuyin, 49000874 1;

    Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Zhao and Baichuan; 3 bottles of really good weather; 2 bottles of Jiang Feng Yuhuo and Heihehe; 1 bottle of a big layman;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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