"It is a magic weapon after all. It would be a pity to lose it."
Xiao Chu dropped the bronze sword and was about to return to the yellow mud house to practice when a familiar voice came from the storage ring in his hand.
"Master." When Xiao Chu saw Meng De's soul clone, he respectfully called Master.
The soul clone used spiritual power to lift the bronze sword in front of him.
"The blade of the sword is completely broken in the scabbard. It is too rusty to be taken out. Let it melt. I will personally build a magical weapon for you. I will take this opportunity to teach you how to practice the weapon."
The relationship between the soul clone and the main body is complicated. To a certain extent, they are two independent individuals, but the main body can control the clone. It is only the clone that communicates with Xiao Chu. After Meng De escaped from the dungeon, he followed the gangsters and others. After the woman left, she still hid in the dark and observed the gangsters.
"Come again, are you bored?"
The elder of the Hehuan Sect, who was dressed in light veil, had a broken face. Starting from this morning, the gangsters raided the camp every hour, and each time they were stuck when the elder was preparing to harvest someone else.
The Hehuan Sect's exercises allow those who practice it to gain the cultivation of the opposite sex, at the cost of being burned by desire. The higher the cultivation, the greater the influence and the higher the frequency. After tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, they will be addicted to carnal desires and find it difficult to extricate themselves.
The gangsters harassed him from morning till night. The elder's eyes turned red because he was holding back his eyes. When he looked at the gangsters, his eyes were filled with anger that turned into desire.
"The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is just right. On such a beautiful day, wouldn't it spoil the scenery if you and I fight each other? It's better to use the sky as your bed and the earth as your bed." As he spoke, the elder's eyes were as charming as silk, and his voice was so crisp that it dropped. Scumbag, "Spread your anger on me as much as you want."
He took out a piece of candle from the lantern under the eaves, stretched out his jade arm under the gaze of the gangster, and actively removed the protective aura. The temperature of the candle made of monster grease could reach a thousand degrees. The wax oil dripped and made a hissing sound, and a large area of skin appeared. There was no trace of pain on the burned elder's face, but he was filled with enjoyment.
"Ah~ come on, destroy me."
She is indeed a witch from the Hehuan Sect, she is truly perverted, and the gangsters bend over again and again when they see her.
"Come on, don't pity me."
"Here you go, stretch your legs." Before the saint came out, the gangster unsheathed his swords and said, "Die to me!"
Fighting alone, the two of them are no match for the gangsters. Now is a good time to defeat them one by one.
The elder of the Hehuan Sect threw away the candle and took out a soft silver whip from the storage ring.
"Why are you so anxious? I'm really looking forward to foreplay!"
The gangster drew out both swords, and the two quickly started fighting. Meng De saw two streams of light constantly colliding.
It was difficult to use the long whip at close range. The gangster found the right moment and cut off half of the Hehuan Sect elder's arm with his sword. The broken arm lost the protection of its spiritual energy and was bounced far away by the aftermath of the battle between the two.
"The witch shall die."
The strength of the ruthless bandits was already superior to that of the elders of the Hehuan Sect, but the latter lost an arm, making the situation completely one-sided.
Within a moment, the elder of the Hehuan Sect had dozens of sword wounds and was bleeding profusely.
Pain always wakes people up. How can the elder of Hehuan Sect still be in the mood to think about the love between men and women at this time? He slapped forward with one palm and took advantage of the situation to run backwards.
"Come and save me. The sect master won't be able to spare you if I die. The other disciples of the Wang Quan Sect will inevitably be affected by that time."
When the saint heard a call for help coming from outside the house, she sighed and got up and went out. The lives of the entire sect disciples were in the hands of the leader of the Hehuan Sect, and she had no choice but to do so.
The saint didn't want to be an enemy of the gangsters, so she tried hard to dissuade them: "Fellow Taoist, please retreat, you are no match for the two of us."
"Why do witches have to be so pretentious!"
The elder of the Hehuan Sect was seriously injured and had little fighting power. In this situation, the gangsters were 70% sure of winning.
"Kill him. If you can kill him, I will definitely plead with the sect leader to let your little sister live. You don't want her to grow up in a place like Hehuan Sect!"
When the saint heard this, she clenched her jade hands. Her family was her only weakness. If she let her little sister grow up in the Hehuan Sect, she didn't dare to think about what she would become.
"I'm sorry." The saint said sorry sincerely.
"Kill him, kill..."
Faced with the elder's aggressiveness, the saint girl helplessly played the pipa in her hand.
The music sounded, and the gangster seemed to see thousands of soldiers roaring with swords. When he reacted, a sonic attack was less than half a foot away from him.
Unable to dodge, the gangster's right arm was hit by a sound wave, and blood suddenly appeared. The entire arm could not withstand the violent energy of the sound wave and collapsed and exploded.
Blood spurted out, staining half of the gangster's body red, and the air was filled with blood.
The gangster tapped his right shoulder and used spiritual energy to temporarily seal the surrounding meridians to stop the bleeding.
As if he was going to eat the saint alive, the gangster grinned and said, "I underestimate you! That's all. Even if you can survive with a broken arm, you won't be able to do much in the future. I won't be deprived of you if I have to support you when I die." .”
[What a pretty girl, she seems to be practicing the low-level furnace and cauldron technique of the Hehuan Sect. Judging from her figure and steps, she should be a virgin.
I found a treasure. If I take away her Yuan Yin, her cultivation will definitely improve rapidly. The guys from Wanjian Sect should have a trump card that they haven’t used yet. They can kidnap her now and then hey hey hey]
"Hey, mother, who do you think I am, Meng De? Even if I never make a breakthrough in my life, and my cultivation will never improve, I won't be able to do such a dirty thing."
[Do you want to be stepped on by red shadows for the rest of your life? 】
"Practitioners like us should focus on cultivation. What is dirty or not is a mortal's opinion. How can we care about worldly opinions."
Meng De rose up in the wind, threw out a rope to bind the immortal, tied the saint of Hehuan Sect and carried it to moisturize her.
The gangster was still holding back his ultimate move. When he turned around, he saw that the target was gone.
"I didn't expect this witch to have helpers."
The gangster looked at Meng De's leaving figure. He could feel that the opponent's strength was superior to his own, and he had no chance of winning in his current state.
In this case, he simply stopped chasing and turned to look at the elder of Hehuan Sect.
"What did you just say? Kill me?"
Seeing the bloody bandit walking towards him with a dagger in his hand, the elder of the Hehuan Sect couldn't help but retreat and begged for mercy: "I know eighteen kinds of martial arts, let me live, I can make you..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, and the elder of the Hehuan Sect was crushed into a pulp by an invisible force, but the person who did it was not a gangster.
Ying Caixian took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring and threw it over. For the golden elixir realm, regeneration of severed limbs was not difficult.
"How did you get yourself into this state?"
The gangster took the elixir, poured it into his mouth, gasped for air, pointed in the direction Meng Derun had gone before, and said, "The saint of the Hehuan Sect was taken that way."
"You hide and heal first, and then I will come back to take you back to Wanjian Sect after I kill her."
Ying Caicheng flew through the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Little did he know that this trip was purely to give away someone's life.
"Ahem." The ruthless bandit coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, got into one of the rooms in the Hehuan Sect camp to heal his wounds, and muttered: "Elder Ying is really a natural beauty, why did he marry that wooden lump of the elder? Pity."
Back to Meng De, he carried the saint girl of the Hehuan Sect and flew all the way. When refining the fake realm-breaking elixir, a drop of blood essence was needed. They relied on this drop of essence blood to sense the movements of the person who took the elixir, but the distance was extremely short. , only a hundred miles away.
He had just sensed it, and the only explanation was that Ying Caichan was here.
He didn't know whether Ying Caichan came alone or with other elders of Wanjian Sect, so he didn't dare to be careless and hid his aura into a dense forest.
"who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you will be mine soon." Meng De had a wicked smile on his face. After putting on the mask, he actually took off the mask and let himself go completely.
The saint girl of the Hehuan Sect struggled fiercely, not wanting to be humiliated, and even more afraid that if her virginity was taken away, the master of the Hehuan Sect would extend his claws to the infant girl.
[Here’s a reminder, that furnace cauldron technique is very special, and you must volunteer to improve your cultivation]
"Can you tell me earlier next time? It's almost cooked rice. If you tell people that it's next year's rice seeds, you'll easily be beaten to death."
Recalling the conversation between the elders of the Hehuan Sect and the saint, Meng De rolled his eyes and chanted a spell to untie the fairy rope.
"Just a little joke, fellow Taoist, don't mind. The Wanjian Sect's reinforcements have arrived. I wanted to save you, but I was afraid that my fellow Taoist would not follow me, so I had to make this last resort."
"I have been saved, so I won't stay any longer and take my leave."
The Saint knew that she was no match, so she clasped her fists politely, and when she saw that Meng De had no intention of forcing her to stay, she prepared to leave.
Just after flying not far, I heard Meng De whisper: "I originally wanted to save her little sister, but it seems that the fate is not enough. Forget it, let's go back home."
Meng De deliberately lowered his voice and appeared to be talking to himself. He was sure that the other party could definitely hear what he was saying based on his cultivation level.
As expected, the saintly girl from the Hehuan Sect stagnated physically and mentally.
"He's just a golden elixir mirror, not much stronger than me. What can he do to save my little sister?"
"But, what if he really has a way? What kind of character are those in the Hehuan Sect? How can they keep their word? After being harvested, my little sister may not be able to escape the murderous hands."
The saint struggled extremely in her heart and turned around slowly after a few breaths.
The Hehuan Sect certainly didn't keep their word, and the chance of my little sister's safety was zero. Believing in this guy who didn't know where he came from was his only choice.
It's beyond redemption, so what if the bet is wrong?
The saint landed on the ground, walked a few steps in front of Meng De, and knelt down with a plop.
"If fellow Taoist can really save my little sister from fire and water, I, Luo Ming, am willing to do anything."
[In the Hehuan Sect, I am still a bit thin-faced. It is not difficult to find someone. You don’t have anyone who can be used by you now. This girl is smart and capable. It’s just right to take her in.]
Meng De pretended to be in a dilemma, and after he hesitated several times, he sighed: "Oh, I do have a way to rescue your sister, but I have to find some friends to help, and there are a lot of favors involved. Debt is the hardest to repay, I..."
[You kid is pretty good at acting]
Luo Ming is not a fool, how could he not know what Meng De means.
"I, Luo Ming, swear that if my Taoist friend can rescue my little sister, I will follow my Taoist friend and serve as a slave. I will never have any second thoughts."
Luo Ming was not stupid enough to hand over his body to Meng De directly. If he could not save his little sister, this would be his only bargaining chip with the head of the Hehuan Sect.
She also understood that without giving any benefits, just relying on a promise, the other party might not risk angering a Nascent Soul Realm Dzogchen master to help her, and knelt down with a plop again.
