Chatper 67 (2/2)

For this reason, Chu Yan had to pay Tianhuo Taoist five bottles of second-grade spiritual liquid as a reward, but it was worth the money.

"Dangdang!"

Chu Yan opened the door, and the person who came was naturally Liu Yueying.

"Check the progress of the cultivation base!"

Liu Yueying said lightly, her face did not change too much.

Looking at the indifferent look on his face, Chu Yan couldn't help but think about the way of fighting in the jungle that day. When the black-robed old man with enough strength in the foundation-building stage came, Liu Yueying's face was so indifferent, which amazingly showed the foundation-building stage cultivator. momentum.

What surprised Chu Yan the most was that she later asked Liu Yueying to find out that she just used some secret techniques to make her seem to have a foundation-building stage on the surface. If they were really mad and they were fighting to the death with Chu Yan, they would all die on the spot.

Chu Yan couldn't help sighing that this woman's heart was really strong, and her calmness was terrifying.

Thinking of Feizhou Feijian, the thousands of spirit stones in the gold-robed old man's savings bag, and a priceless Huanyang Pill, if Li Quanzi learned that Liu Yueying's true strength was just a rookie in the Qi training period, would he be angry? Got to vomit blood.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at? Look at the trick!"

When Chu Yan was in a daze, he inadvertently looked at Liu Yueying's chest. In addition, his eyes were dull and a smirk, and Liu Yueying's indifferent face became a little embarrassed. fly out.

"Sudden attack!"

Seeing the six silver needles flying towards him, Chu Yan made a strange cry, and the divine sense spread rapidly and instantly covered the six silver needles.

Chu Yan was a little depressed. Since Chu Yan accidentally discovered a bottle of Liu Yueying's 'Blood Tonic Pill' half a month ago and asked casually, "Are you injured? Or anemia? Why are you taking this pill?" Every now and then, I came to check on my progress in the cultivation of "Thousand Nian Yuan Jue", and every time I made myself bruised and bruised.

After a moment.

"It's still some progress, I'll check again in three days!"

Liu Yueying turned around in a low voice.

Chu Yan was sweating profusely lying on the ground, with dozens of silver needles stuck on his body like a hedgehog.

"Strange woman! It's really ruthless, eh!"

ps: After the third update, Chu Yan said pitifully to everyone: "I don't have the recommended children's shoes, let's figure it out!"