The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

"Besides, if he comes to question you and scold you because of your enemy, then you don't owe him anything. Just kill. If you can't beat him, run away. Anyway, now you have almost understood the light escape."

Tianshu said thoughtfully: "No one in the world can exceed the speed of light. Moreover, your new master has a single fire spiritual root. If you have the opportunity, you can help him catalyze it, so that his flames can be both qualitative and physical." Increase the quantity. The chance of winning will be greater."

"Also, Qi Zhao got a blessing in disguise. After being tempered by thunder and lightning, all kinds of auras in his body have changed. His body and spiritual roots have changed. He is now a Chaos Holy Body. As long as he refines the power of chaos in his body, even if he has not yet recovered from Nirvana, With Panjing’s strength, he is not afraid of anyone.”

Zhao Jing: "..." Qi Zhao actually became the most powerful body in the legend! It was obvious that her body had been healed by her healing technique, and it was still tender and tender.

So what are you afraid of?

She changed her appearance and height in the lower realm, and her voice also changed slightly. Based on her appearance, it was impossible for Wang Ning to recognize her.

Only superpowers.

As long as she doesn't use her powers, that's fine.

Now I am majoring in Thunder Spiritual Root, but Wood Spiritual Root and Water Spiritual Root can also be used. Just avoid using Golden Spiritual Root and the usual weapons such as narrow knives and flying knives.

Even if Wang Ning doubted her, all she had to do was deny it.

After thinking about it, Zhao Jing was determined. She opened her eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, and said to Yuan Lieyang: "Master," she suddenly remembered another name for master in the lower world. Yuan Lieyang asked her to change it before. This is probably what I wanted to change my title to.

Sure enough, the corner of Yuan Lieyang's mouth curled up slightly and then straightened quickly, "Huh?"

"Do you have anything to photograph?"

What is being auctioned on the podium is a group of slaves, both male and female, with pure water spiritual roots, specially used to make furnaces and cauldrons. Their talents are average, but they can be used to look after homes and homes. It is good to have talents and can be cultivated. Become a thug.

Yuan Lieyang frowned and turned to look at Zhao Jing, not understanding what she meant.

"I mean," Zhao Jing switched to spiritual voice transmission, "Do you have anything you want to take part in this auction? If not, can you give me the bag of spirit stones? I have a few materials I want to take part in. "

Yuan Lieyang: "..."

Taking on an apprentice, he became a cash machine.

He took out the bag of spirit stones that still had body temperature from his arms, Zhao Jing came to pick it up, and he didn't let go. All he had with him was this little spiritual stone.

Zhao Jing smiled and opened his hand, "Master, when I get back, I will repay you well."

"What do you want to take pictures of?"

Even Qi Zhao couldn't hear the extremely close spiritual sound transmission, let alone anyone else.

Zhao Jing took out the leaflet given by the organizer when she entered the venue, "Stardust Sand, Cold Star Fallen Mother, Obsidian Stone, Tianchen Flower, and Black Flame Demon Spirit Fruit, that's all for now."

Yuan Lieyang naturally noticed Wang Ning's position, and calmly said with spiritual power: "What are you doing taking these pictures? What exactly are you trying to refine?"

Flowers and fruits will not be used to refine magic weapons and weapons, and meteor mothers will not be used to refine robes.

"I'll tell you when I get back to the sect."

Wang Ning looked at the two people standing very close behind the crowd opposite and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It always feels like an eyesore.

But he also knew clearly that if the woman named Qingcheng was Zhao Jing, it would be impossible for her to talk to Yuan Lieyang. She has an almost neurotic resistance to close contact with the opposite sex!

In the past, before Zhao Xiangxue appeared, Zhao Jing would throw herself into his arms. She had a cheerful and lively personality, would act coquettishly with him, and would share any ideas or good things with him.

However, after Zhao Xiangxue appeared, Zhao Jing seemed to be a different person. She avoided him everywhere, spoke little even when she met him, and no longer looked happy when she looked at him. All her worries were stored in her stomach. , no longer tell him my thoughts.

After her mother left, she abandoned her gun and used a knife. Every time, she rushed into the pile of zombies regardless of her own safety, and used the zombies to vent her anger, dissatisfaction, despair, sadness, grievance and other emotions in her heart.

From then on, it was extremely difficult for them to meet each other.

He somewhat knew why.

But he could only punish Zhao Jiali because there was no evidence. The people of the Zhao family are meticulous in their work, and there are witnesses and material evidence to prove their innocence. There was nothing he could do against them.

Slowly, he understood that Zhao Xiangxue was a wall between them. Only by breaking through this wall could their relationship take a further step.

……

"One hundred thousand!" Zhao Jing raised the sign in her hand.

Everyone around looked over and said, "Do you understand the rules? If you add ten thousand to ten thousand, and you suddenly jump from ten thousand to one hundred thousand, isn't this driving up prices?"

Zhao Jing turned a deaf ear to the sounds around her, and mentally asked Tianshu in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Is this thing scarce? If it is not so scarce, we can try our luck at the street stalls outside."

"Don't even think about the street stalls in Zhongnanfang City. The Fallen Mother is everywhere, but the Hanxing Fallen Mother is rare. If you can get it before one million, it's good."

Zhao Jing touched the bag of spiritual stones. If it really cost one million, it would be a bit expensive.

"Half a million."

Someone in front held up a sign. Obviously she is determined to win this Han Xing Yun Mother.

Zhao Jing put down the sign, approached Yuan Lieyang, and said through spiritual power: "Master, which sect is the one bidding now?"

"What do you ask for this?"

Zhao Jing's eyebrows curved, "Of course I'm cheating on you. If it's someone you know well, forget it."

Yuan Lieyang: "..."

Seeing Yuan Lieyang staring at her for a long time without saying anything, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see any emotion, but this meant... he probably didn't agree with her. Zhao Jing was not embarrassed, "Forget it. Go back and see if there is any in the sect's warehouse."

Yuan Lieyang withdrew his gaze.

Then, Mother Han Xingyun was taken away by 800,000 people.

Zhao Jing raised her hand to summon the auction house staff and handed over a small porcelain bottle, "Here is a drop of Thunder Tribulation Liquid. The starting price is 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones."

All monks understand the value of Thunder Tribulation Liquid.

The hands of the staff who received the Thunder Tribulation Liquid were shaking.

Yuan Lieyang also looked over, feeling strange and not worth it, "The starting price is too low."

Zhao Jing didn't take it seriously and said to the staff: "I want the Meteorite Mother, Obsidian Stone, Tianchen Flower and Black Flame Demon Spirit Fruit in your warehouse. I will exchange as much as I want for this drop of Thunder Tribulation Liquid. I don’t care what price you can bid for it. However, the value of what you give me must be equal to the value of this Thunder Tribulation Liquid. Understand?"

The staff member suddenly felt that the small porcelain vase in his hand weighed more than a thousand kilograms, and he held it carefully in the palm of his hand. "Girl, girl, this thing is too precious. I can't make the decision. Please go with me."

Zhao Jing said to Yuan Lieyang and Qi Zhao, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Yuan Lieyang was worried, the demon king Wang Ning was still watching her, and he would never let her go alone. "Let's go together. It just so happens that I also have something to put on it."