After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Hong Yun really wanted to give the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd to Zhunti and the others.

In his opinion, this gourd was too powerful. Once used, it would make the opponent's soul fly away, which was really detrimental to his merits. More importantly, it created a huge conflict with his personality.

How can this work?

So he thought he might as well give it away. It just so happened that the two Taoist friends who had just arrived were born in the poor West, and giving this gourd to them might even bring good results.

But Hong Yun's microphone was muted manually by his close friend Zhen Yuanzi.

Hong Yun slapped Zhen Yuanzi's arm hard, asking him to release his hand that was covering his mouth. Although he could break free if he tried hard, that would be unnecessary as he and Zhen Yuanzi were not enemies.

Zhen Yuanzi loosened his hand and helped Hong Yun tidy up her clothes: "You are very generous. I didn't get a gourd either. Why didn't you give it to me?!"

"You don't need these." Hongyun muttered.

"But this doesn't make sense for you to just give the innate spiritual treasure to two strangers." Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that he laughed, "You believe them just because they cry poor to you. There are countless people in the whole prehistoric world who are worse off than them. Are you going to give spiritual treasures to all of them? Hongyun, you have to have a bottom line for your naivety, otherwise our friendship may not continue, and I will be killed by you sooner or later!"

These words were a bit harsh. Hongyun felt that it was just a small matter. Why should Zhen Yuanzi break off his friendship with him?

Zhunti was very embarrassed because no one paid any attention to him.

But these two people had long lost their sense of shame. After looking at each other, they started crying again, and while crying they kept saying how miserable they were.

Yang Mei glanced at the two Westerners with disgust. They were so noisy, just like two flies buzzing around!

As soon as he moved, the scene was like the pause button was pressed. Zhunti and Jie Yin didn't dare to cry anymore, and Hong Yun didn't dare to be angry with Zhen Yuanzi anymore.

In fact, Yang Mei only took one step, but those people's reactions were as if he was going to steal their gourds.

Although Yang Mei did not get the gourd, that does not mean that he will return empty-handed.

He just waved his sleeves and took away the gourd vine in the distance, which was a little withered because the seven gourds were separated from the body, and the soil underneath it.

A gourd vine that can produce seven gourds of the innate spiritual treasure level cannot be an ordinary item no matter what. Yang Mei plans to take it back and disassemble it, and then mix it with some branches and leaves of his own chaotic hollow willow to refine a whip...

Yang Mei was thinking about the materials needed to refine the weapon as if no one was around.

The others present were caught off guard by his "scratch-the-ground" behavior.

Luo Hou, Hong Jun: "..."

Sanqing and others: “…” The boss’s behavior is indeed unique.

Jie Yin, Zhunti: "..." Could it be that they are from the same sect? ! That means they are competitors!

After getting the things, Yang Mei was about to leave, but he suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned around and said to Hongjun: "Although I don't know why you want to move Yujing Mountain to the side of Xitai Mountain, and there is indeed no rule that you can't do this, but I don't like it. If I don't like it, do you know what will happen?"

Hongjun's expression was still calm, but a few seconds later his expression suddenly changed. The restriction he set up on Yujing Mountain was broken, and now the mountain was in ruins after being chopped into pieces by the Four Swords of Zhuxian!

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, you are really merciless!" Hongjun gritted his teeth.

"Ha! You can try to see if I will cut your Yujing Mountain into a mound next time!" Yang Mei flashed away from Buzhou Mountain.