After the auction, it was getting late, and the other two people went back to consolidate their cultivation. Jing Yingrong thought for a while and returned to his cave.
When she came back, she happened to witness a group of iron-backed demon wolves emerging from the woods. The leading wolf king looked towards her house, and then looked up to the sky and roared.
"Ouch——"
The faint green light in the eyes of each demonic wolf beast bloomed, forming a gloomy will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night.
Amidst the howls of wolves, they charged towards the cave.
The Wolf King did not move. It paid careful attention to its surroundings, but did not find Jing Yingrong's figure.
The cool night breeze blew gently, and the big tree in front of the cave made a rustling sound.
The Wolf King stared at the big tree keenly and looked away after realizing that the sound was only caused by the wind.
However, the next moment, the wolves rushing ahead suddenly disappeared.
There was no movement, they were wiped out from the Wolf King's field of vision so abruptly.
The wolves behind had no time to react. They rushed forward and then disappeared as well.
It's as if there is an invisible big mouth in front of you, ready to devour all the prey that comes to your door.
The hair all over the Wolf King's body exploded. It lowered its body, its eyes were fixed on the front, and a low roar came from its throat, which sounded like intimidation and fear.
The remaining wolves finally reacted, squeezing their tails and retreating with whimpering.
But it was too late.
The invisible maw began to hunt.
The demon wolves began to disappear one after another, silently, as if they were sinking into the mud.
In panic, the Wolf King frantically poured out his demon power, attacking in all directions. Many demon wolves were accidentally injured and fell to the ground, but even their corpses mysteriously disappeared.
Not caring about his fellow humans, the wolf king fled in despair. Maybe it was just luck, but nothing happened to it until it was about to escape into the woods.
Seeing the black thorns in the forest, the wolf king's eyes lit up, revealing a glimmer of hope.
But then, it felt that its four legs were tightly entangled with something, and there was a huge drag force.
Darkness filled his field of vision, and before he could resist and struggle, the Wolf King was dragged deep into the earth, and his life was cut off.
On the ground, the soil surged like waves, and the resulting depression was filled in an instant, leaving no traces or even half of an animal hair. It was as if nothing had happened.
Jing Yingrong appeared and walked to the big tree.
Blah blah blah...
The trees are full of green leaves swaying.
There was no wind at this time.
Jing Yingrong stretched out her hand, gently touched the tree trunk, then took out a box, grabbed a handful of fallen dust spiritual soil from the box, and sprinkled it on the roots of the tree.
The leaves are shaking more happily.
Ji Sha Jian: "You planted it here just to help you look after your home and courtyard?"
Jing Yingrong: "It's also to make up for it."
Ji Sha Sword: "What to make up for?"
Jing Yingrong: "The departure of Xuangui."
Ji Sha Jian: "That's too much."
Ji Jie Bi: "The account cannot be settled like this. Although the black turtle cannot compare with the Qingling Dao species in increasing the concentration of spiritual energy in a large area, it has its own uniqueness in controlling the earth's veins, calming the mind, and enlightening the Tao. of."
Ji Yanzhu: "So, that junior named Huo is very lucky."
Jijie Pen: "Once the black turtle is gone, nothing can reduce the ferocity of the monsters in Qiongju Enclave. Even if the outer disciples speed up their cultivation, they will inevitably suffer a little when hunting monsters."
Ji Yanzhu: "There are gains and losses, but in the long run, the outer door still makes money."
Ji Jiebi smiled: "It's Taichu Guan who made the profit anyway."
Jing Yingrong glanced at the gate of the cave, but instead of going in, she turned around and walked towards the seaside.
She sat down on the edge of that bay, and her eyes reflected the bright moon on the sea and the ebb and flow of the tide.
A sea crab climbed up from the bay, its small eyes widened and reflected in the mirror.
Jing Yingrong lowered his eyes and looked at the sea crab.
She stretched out her hand in front of the crab, palm up, fingers together.
The crab stared straight at the invitation with his small eyes.
Then, he opened the pliers and cut off Jing Yingrong's fingers.
The jade-white fingertips were motionless, not even a red mark.
The crab's claws were broken.
Jing Yingrong silently retracted her hand, wrapped her arms around her bent legs, and rested her chin on her knees.
For an old weapon spirit, one night is just a blink of an eye.
When the moon sank below the horizon and dawn was about to break on the horizon, she stood up.
Ji Jie Bi asked her: "People in the world often use the moon to express their emotions. After watching the moon for a whole night, do you have any feelings?"
Jing Yingrong: "The moon..."
Ji Jie Pen: "Huh?"
Jing Yingrong: "It looks like a pearl."
Jijie Pen: "..."
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When he was approaching the Shark Tea Box, Jing Yingrong saw many people gathered in front of the store, blocking the street.
Someone in the crowd saw Jing Yingrong and shouted loudly: "Make way, make way quickly, Miss Jing is here!"
Everyone turned to look at Jing Yingrong and then made way for a passage.
After entering, Jing Yingrong saw Wang Zhengde and two male corrections confronting each other.
Wang Zhengde was so angry that his goatee trembled, and he cursed angrily: "Don't you dare to slander me! There is something wrong with my things, so why didn't you mention it when you bought it, and now you are trying to break things with me?! Didn't you do it yourself? Did you come here deliberately to throw dirty water?!"
The taller one of the two people opposite yelled angrily: "They say your pearl powder is easy to use. How could I have known that something like this would happen to me? I didn't even look at it at the time. I opened it today and found out there was a problem. You put the grinder on Call out the fan, I want to tell her."
Another shorter monk helped: "We have evidence."
Just as Wang Zhengde was about to speak, Jing Yingrong came over and asked, "What's the problem?"
She glanced at the tall man and said, "You came to buy the pearl powder two days ago."
The tall man said: "Yes, I did come to buy it two days ago."
He raised the jade bottle in his hand and said, "I bought a bottle of white shark pearl powder that day, do you remember?"
Jing Yingrong: "Remember."
The tall man snorted heavily and said angrily: "But when I was going to use it today, I found that your bottle of shark pearl powder was actually mixed with sea pearl powder!"
The onlookers were talking a lot.
Generally speaking, the value of shark pearls is much higher than that of sea pearls. Mixing sea pearl powder into shark pearl powder is undoubtedly an evil act of shoddy goods.
Wang Zhengde was furious and said: "Evidence! Where is the evidence? Why do you think we were involved?!"
The short man said calmly: "Don't worry."
He took the jade bottle over, pulled out the cork, and poured some powder into his hand.
The silver-white pearl powder shines dazzlingly in the sun, and a trace of cold aura escapes from it.
"Everyone here must know that when pearls are ground into powder, in order to prevent the spiritual energy in the pearl body from leaking out, the pearl grinder needs to wrap the pearl with spiritual power throughout the entire process until it is finally bottled. In other words, pearl powder is often It has the aura of spiritual power of the bead-milling person. If someone else mixes other things into it after bottling it, the two auras will be different in a short period of time."
