Chapter 1112 (1/2)

Before long, piaomizi was already immersed in the temptation of the inner pill. One idea after another flashed through his mind, and his hand stretched out to the other side several times, but he still couldn't make up his mind to steal that piece.

Finally, misty son, who had never been very good in character, made his own choice. He brushed and grabbed the pig killing knife on Neidan, and then cut off a piece at once, about four or five kilograms. After that order, he stuffed it into the space and inserted the pig killing knife on it. When he finished this series of actions, it didn't take much effort at all, However, piaomizi gasped heavily. He looked around in panic. Suddenly, the pig killing knife in his hand was inserted again, and then he tried his best to calm his mood and looked around.

No one should have noticed his movements?

Well, absolutely not. After calming down his mood, piaomiko returned to normal, walked to Fang Zhiqin and waited.

It's getting dark. It's still dark outside. There's no Stardust on the sky. It's normal. It's a continuous cloudy day in winter. Where are the stars? In this respect, the outside of the hall is full of people. The elder lingers there and thinks about it. What's wrong? Do you want to consider changing a boat?

Good birds choose trees to live in!

Who are you going to go to next? Well, it's better to be a self-supporting sect. Just then, with a squeak, the wooden door of the hall was pushed open. I only saw piaomizi walking out slowly without any expression on his face. Seeing this situation, they hurried forward and asked with their hands bowed. What's the matter with the elder?

”Nothing happened!” the misty son stroked his beard and said.

Seeing this, everyone tasted his breath. At this time, he Feng also came out of it, but he was a little depressed. He found that he had a lot less internal alchemy. Could it be that he secretly ate it in a confused state? It's not normal. It's clear that he is a piece by piece and cut it very regularly, because he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, But why are the incisions on Nathan now like dog bites?

After thinking for a while, he can conclude that someone must have invested in his own things, but who is it? Fang Zhiqin is afraid not like the integrity of the old man, and he is honest and honest. How can he steal things? As for misty son, it should be this guy's Niang xipi's, and there is another Lord who takes advantage of the fire.

He Feng scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't say anything. After all, he was a little unfair when he shared the stolen goods. Now piaomizi can only take back his part by that disgraceful means. After walking out of the hall, he Feng has improved a lot before stretching.

Although he experienced some twists and turns, the final result was still good. He was relieved to think of this.

According to this trend, he will soon be able to devour this large piece of Neidan, and his strength will be better than that of the previous generation in the class. At that time, I'm afraid he will usher in another breakthrough. Of course, he Feng will also devour the soul of that small glass bottle before Neidan devours it.