Chapter 11 (1/2)

”Ah --!” Zhu Chongba screamed, like killing pigs.

He retreated madly, took out a whip from the storage ring, and waved disorderly towards He river.

He Xi's body shape is flexible, of course, it can't be hurt by the whip, but the cold breath from the whip made her interested.

As soon as she dodged, she did not see how to move, so she held the whip in her hand and whipped Zhu Chongba severely.

Straight out he screamed repeatedly, piss off, to the end even the scream also can't come out.

He Xi watched Zhu Chongba's embarrassed figure rolling on the ground and sneered, ”well, it's a good whip. It's a waste to let you go. ”If she guesses right, it's caused by the bones of an animal. It's crystal clear, tough and soft. The barb on the whip can stretch freely. It's a treasure.

Meanwhile, Zhu Chongba's howl finally attracted the guards of the other courtyard.

As expected, the leader was the four martial artists in the foundation period. He Xi's shadowless needle, which had already been prepared in his hand, suddenly flew out like the falling rain.

”Ah! My power, why can't I use it! ”

”What kind of magic did you give us, you fairy!”

The whole other monks gathered here. The shadowless needle sealed the four foundation periods and most of the cultivation period monks' Dantian, making them unable to use their spiritual power.

Then, He Xi hands shake, a faint fragrance in the air.

The guards, who had been filled with indignation, suddenly fell to the ground with feeble hands and feet.

At this moment, let alone let them resist, is shouting can not do.

He Xi picked up the income space of servitude brand that had fallen in the land, and then stepped forward step by step. The smile on the corner of his mouth was evil and mysterious.