Chu Tianyou looked at Xiang Muyan in a dazed way. His mood was like a storm, but he couldn't spit out a word. At this time, Mu Yan gently smiles and throws two porcelain bottles to Chu Tianyou. Chu Tianyou hand busy corner to take, at a loss to see Xiangmu Yan“ It's a reward that you just solved these mortal flies Muyan said slowly, "these two bottles are shipin Huiyang pill and shipin pozhang pill, which are enough for you to recover to your previous peak cultivation and break through Yuanying period." Chu Tianyou's eyes widened and his hand trembled“ what the hell!! Ten grade Huiyang pill! Ten pieces of barrier breaking pills!! It's too expensive in Tianguang market, but I don't sell it at all! The captain got two bottles so easily? "“ King! We also have to work, is not the management of the army? We can do it too!! And certainly not worse than the team leader“ Yes, yes! We don't want ten pills, nine pills... No, no, eight pills is enough! " Mu Yan smiles and ignores these people's tricks. Instead, he hands the other two porcelain bottles to Mu Rongxue. Looking at Murong Xue's severed palm, he sighed softly, "these two bottles of pills can cure your injuries, but your severed palm, I..." Murong Xue was a brilliant fighting monk. Now without a hand, it is doomed to be no longer as brilliant as before. Muyan thought in his heart: Qihuang once said that the medical skills of the divine musician can be cultivated to the extreme, which can truly bring the flesh and bones of the living dead, and even bring the dead back to life. Maybe one day, she can make Murong Xue really recover. However, Murong Xue gave a free and easy smile, and her expression and posture restored her former calm. "With one less hand, I can still practice, become stronger, and reach the peak of kendo. Well, the only inconvenient thing is that after all, it's not so handy to flirt with a handsome boy. " Muyan can't help laughing, looking at Murong Snow's eyes full of reward. She really likes this free and easy woman who would rather be broken than broken. It's just when she looks at the rain with her forbearing and repressive eyes, but she takes it back soon. Finally, I couldn't help sighing. The goddess has a heart, but Xiangwang has no dream. Falling rain has been just Murong snow as a friend, no half of men and women. Murong Snow's love, after all, can only be buried in the bottom of my heart, can not say. I don't know when the atmosphere in the torture room has become cheerful and harmonious. However, at this time, the red lotus soul grabbing sword in Leng Yumo's hand suddenly burst into the sky and suddenly split into a corner. Flame Teng about burning, accompanied by a woman's scream. Leng Yumo sneered, "hiding in the corner with stealth array, trying to muddle through? Oh, when we forget you executioner? " Feng Yu fell to the ground with burns all over his body. He kept twitching and pleading for mercy: "I just listen to the orders of the Xue family. It's none of my business. Please forgive me. Please forgive me!" As she pleaded for mercy, she raised her head and looked at the people who were coming towards her. Her eyes were filled with despair after the hope was broken. However, when her eyes fell on Leng Yumo, she was stunned. Then she suddenly opened her eyes and showed an incredible look“ Lian... Lian Yumo, why are you here?!! Aren't you dead already