Chapter 281

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"What? Dare you lie to me?" a terrible look finally appeared on the calm face of the middle-aged man in gray clothes. With a move, he pulled the middle-aged fat friar from the ground and pinched his neck. Based on his experience, he didn't believe that there would be such a strong foundation building friar.

"Xiao, Xiao's words are true, and I don't know the origin of the three people, especially one of the black faced youth. At that time, the little, the little and the second young master were besieged by more than ten treasure seizing friars, and nearly half of them were still killed and injured. Wang Baiming and several of them died under each other's knife. No, before the little one came back, the second and second young masters had been, and had been hit by each other's gold knife, Xiao I've been looking for each other desperately. I haven't found anyone now. I have no face to come back to see the master. The second young master died miserably... The master can also ask Wu Kong and Luo Dafeng. If what I said is half a lie, I'll be hit by five thunders! "

"Yes, yes, master, what he said just now is absolutely empty. The young people want to find each other desperately, but they haven't been able to find it. Master, you must avenge the second young master!" Wu Kong and Luo Dafeng felt sad for a while when they heard the speech.

"I think it's false that you want revenge, because Tao'er is dead and you can't come back to work. You're going to leave." said the middle-aged man in grey.

"Home, master, little ones will never dare!" the middle-aged fat friar was so frightened that there was no blood on his face and hurriedly denied it.

"Hum, since Tao'er is dead, you can go underground to accompany him and make the best of your servant's friendship!" the middle-aged man in gray clothes snorted coldly, emitting three blue lights. It seemed that there was a faint Jiao shadow swimming around the three people.

The three middle-aged fat friars looked frightened, but they didn't dare to resist at all. They just felt that their bodies were expanding more and more, and their bodies were expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Home, master, spare your life!" the middle-aged fat friar was terrified and begged.

"Tao'er is dead. You servants still have the face to come back." the middle-aged man in grey snorted coldly.

"Cheng, how can I blame Lao Tzu for this? I can only blame you, an old man, for giving birth to that despairing son and taking Bi jiaozhu. With the help of nearly 20 people, I can't stop others. If I were you, I'd just find a piece of tofu and kill..."

"Yes, old man, not only did you lose your son, but you didn't get Ning Jinguo, even Bi jiaozhu was taken away, and the little bastard born of you old bastard is useless..."

As soon as the middle-aged fat Friar and the other two saw that there was no way to live, they suddenly felt a huge hatred for the Cheng family. It was just a death, and it was all over, so they scolded bitterly.

Bang, Bang... Before the three finished scolding, the middle-aged in gray clothes under the rage increased the injection of mana. In an instant, the three were still intact and exploded into a mass of blood fog, with no bones left. There was a bloody smell of killing around.

"Before, sir, this is it. Please forgive me. I'll say goodbye to you first." seeing the bloody means of the middle-aged in gray clothes, Shen Tianming's eyebrows jumped and his heart was a little afraid. If the other party uses this move to him, I'm afraid his end will not be much better than the three people in front of him.

More than half a year ago, he was defeated by Cheng Tao with Bijiao beads. Although his moxibustion fierce bird was seriously injured and couldn't go to war, and there were some small problems in his cultivation, he still highly recognized Cheng Tao's strength. At the beginning, he accepted Cheng Tao's challenge so carelessly that his reputation was ruined. Shen Tianming naturally couldn't swallow this tone and wanted to find the venue. Unexpectedly, I heard a more amazing news. Cheng Tao was dead, and more than ten treasure winning friars joined hands. They couldn't even stop a knife.

Although he could tell from the expressions of these people that they were not lying, Shen Tianming was unwilling to believe that there would still be such an anti heaven base building friar in the world, even if it was the first master of base building friars in Xuanye city. It was not difficult to defeat Cheng Tao, but it was still a move to kill him. He didn't believe Shen Tianming. We must find the black faced youth and see the shocking knife!

When things come to an end, there is no need to stay in Bijiao villa any longer. The middle-aged Hui Yi, the master of the Cheng family, is in a state of anger, which puts a lot of pressure on him. Shen Tianming doesn't want to stay even for a moment.

"Mobilize all the strength of the Cheng family and dig three feet to find out the murderer who killed Tao'er!"

The tone of the middle-aged man in gray clothes was still calm, but the monks of Zhongcheng family present, no matter how poor their cultivation, could feel the storm hidden behind this calm. Cheng Tao not only died, but also failed to stop his opponent's knife, which brought shame to the Cheng family. He also lost the Bi jiaozhu handed down by the Cheng family, resulting in heavy losses. The presence of the atmosphere did not dare to say a word, for fear of angering the homeowner who was almost in a violent state.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian didn't know that because of him, there had been a small undercurrent in Xuanye city. However, even if he knew it, he could only smile bitterly. If Cheng Tao hadn't chased the people and fought hard at that time, there would be no later thing. With Cheng Tao's strength, he could still win the remaining golden fruit. However, it's unclear whether he could escape the sniping of Feiqi tribe.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian took out the ripened snake gall and Nightingale fruit and felt the medicine. The hundred poison pills refined this time are not easy, and the time is limited. Lu Xiaotian had to be careful again and again. He measured these spirits again and again, and predicted how much firepower it would take and the refining time. This has become a habit of his alchemy.

It takes a lot of time before alchemy. After considering most problems, the speed will be much faster in the process of alchemy.

After less than half an hour, there was still some confusion about some changes in pharmacology during the refining of Baidu pills, but this could not be figured out in a short time. Lu Xiaotian smiled and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Some changes need to be judged and moved at the right time during alchemy. After feeling that there was nothing to add, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his fingers and popped a small flame on the bamboo charcoal of the Dan stove. Bamboo charcoal burns immediately in case of fire. The rising charcoal fire soon roasts the Dan stove red.

Place snake gall grass and Nightingale fruit into them respectively

For several days, Lu Xiaotian's secret room door remained motionless. Luo Qian and Su Qing fought together. They also needed to adjust their diseases and couldn't see anyone.

Elder martial sister is getting more and more toxic. I don't know what the situation is like on Lu Daoyou's side. Just thinking of Lu Xiaotian's previous advice, Xue Ling can only wait outside the secret room.

So day after day, half a month later, the door of the secret room where Su Qing was located burst open, and there was a clear roaring sound inside. The breath was very strong, and Xue Ling was very frightened. After all, she was only in the early stage of building the foundation.