Chapter 447

The auxiliary hall was soon cleaned up. The male monk selected 28 tribute items and put on the clothes of his disciples to continue training. If an outsider came in, he would never find the clue if he didn't look carefully.

Li cangmin didn't want to see the scene. He closed his eyes and thought about how to deal with it. After about a quarter of an hour, he finally heard the sound of footsteps. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw seventeen worried and happy faces. He bowed to him and said, "master, I went to inquire. Half an hour ago, a gorgeous nun was sent to the tribute, Now I wake up from my coma. I heard that martial uncle QIANJIAO is going to teach me in person. I plan to serve the palace leader in the future... "

Before he finished speaking, a fierce murderous spirit suddenly arrived. Seventeen of them felt blunt pain in their chest and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Only then did he realize that he had said something wrong. He knelt down and kowtowed, "I'm sorry, please forgive me!"

Li cangmin's dark eyes are as black as ink pool. His cool momentum makes others shiver, but it's just a moment. The overflowing momentum is almost exhausted by him, replaced by the repressed rage and profundity. He looks at seventeen coldly, "spare you this time, lead the way ahead."

As soon as he was pardoned, he quickly got up from the ground, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and walked out. He stopped outside the opposite side hall. Then he said, "master, villain, knock on the door. When the door opens, you can take the opportunity to go in again..."

Seeing that he didn't object, seventeen was relieved. Fortunately, the other party didn't let him in, otherwise it would be noisy at that time, There is no doubt that he will die. I hope this evil spirit can show mercy and give him an antidote. Otherwise, even if he escapes from the palace, he will die.

Seventeen's face was bitter, shaking hands, patting the copper animal nose ring on the vermilion gate, and shouting, "elder martial sister Biyun, it's my seventeen. Just now I have something left. Please open the door and let me in

After about three breaths of effort, the vermilion gate was creaked open, revealing a charming woman's face. Her eyes were like silk, she was angry with seventeen, and said with a smile, "well, seventeen, I think it's a fake thing. It's a real person who wants to take the opportunity to see beauty."

Seventeen reluctantly smile, "or elder martial sister Biyun understand me..."

Before he had finished his words, the sword wind roared, the blue cloud in front of him suddenly widened his eyes, and a bright red flower bloomed on his chest. He softened his body before he could even grunt. With seventeen eyes and quick hands, he quickly grabbed people and said, "ah, Elder martial sister Biyun, don't worry. We still have work to do... No... no, I don't dare to dislike elder martial sister... "

As he said this, he half took the man away. When he passed Li cangmin, he said in a low voice, "master, it's in room 1 of Tianzi."

Li cangmin threw him an antidote and quickly disappeared.

The women's hall is not as spacious and transparent as the men's hall. Instead, four kinds of classrooms are built, which are xuanhuang and Tiandi. They are distributed to different places according to the quality of the tribute, and Tianzi No.1 room is obviously the best.

There was a female voice in the room. Li cangmin's heart seemed to be gripped by others. He finally found room 1.

From a distance, I heard a lazy female voice saying slowly, "do you want to be a chaste martyr in my hands? Don't dream. I've seen many women like you. They look as cool as immortals. In fact, they are more dissolute than prostitutes. Oh, don't you agree? Don't worry. The male disciple will come soon. When he breaks your body, I'll see if you dare... "

Qian Jiao can't finish what she said, but Li cangmin kicks the door open and directly sacrifices the heart of Bingpo sword in the Dantian. She cuts off a woman in a cool palace dress in the room.

Qian Jiao exclaimed in surprise. She quickly offered her iron shield to stop him. She took advantage of the time to see him. She saw that he was wearing a disciple's red robe, but his accomplishments were in the early period of the Yuan Dynasty. She was not a monk in the palace. She immediately guessed that he was an outside monk lurking in.

She was angry and said, "are you the mistress of that bitch“

Suddenly, the shield in front of her was torn to pieces by the bright sword light. She was so frightened that she quickly offered a magic weapon to resist the sword light he continued to cut. However, she was not good at fighting and even didn't care about flattering. Suddenly, she was about to be killed. Suddenly, familiar footsteps came from outside, accompanied by the man's excited cry, "younger martial sister, It's said that you just accepted a gorgeous beauty... "

QIANJIAO was overjoyed and cried out, "elder martial brother! Help me“

People rushed to the door, but after all, it was still a step late. QIANJIAO's chest had been pierced by the ice sword. The man coldly pulled out the sword. The crystal clear ice sword was not even stained with a drop of blood, and it was flashing cold light.

As soon as the man's leg was soft, he ran out without thinking about it. This man thought about Murong Ling. Li cangmin would not have saved his life. The ice sword was cut off in an instant, and the man was already on guard. More than a dozen Vajra amulets were instantly covered with golden shields to block the light of the sword. In the fierce collision and turbulence, the shield was torn layer by layer until the last shield was broken, It's just a breath.But for the male monk, one breath was enough. When the light of the sword hit again, the rune he tore had already taken effect and disappeared in the passage. Man Xiu's Dun Di Fu is not advanced, and the distance of transmission is still within the scope of Li cangmin's divine consciousness. However, at the moment, he can't care to chase and kill this man, and quickly goes into room 1 of Tianzi.

QIANJIAO's body is still lying in it. Not far away is a screen that blocks the sight. Behind the screen, there is a woman's thin lines looming. Li cangmin is uneasy and hesitant. He whispers, "ling'er, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Hearing his voice, the woman hiding behind the screen immediately ran out and rushed to him crying, "it's you. You came to save me!"

Li cangmin looked at the woman in amazement. She was crying with tears. Her beautiful and refined face was even more pitiful and beautiful. It's true to say that she was a gorgeous nun. After all, she was the third most beautiful woman in the hidden world.

Yes, this woman is not Murong Ling, but the moon in the wind.

Why is she here!

Even though Li cangmin was disappointed and anxious, he angrily pushed away the woman who was about to come and turned to the outside. Where was Murong Ling when she was not here? Was it taken away by some inner disciple?

Thinking of this, he hated his incompetence even more. For a moment, he didn't notice that Feng Jianyue came, but he held his waist and cried, "Master Li, please don't leave me."