I'm so tired of winning by spending money on beauties.

"My beautiful lady, are you talking about the bones that were removed from your body?" Chi Jiujiu opened her mouth wide, hissing, it hurts just thinking about it.

The beautiful woman wants to give herself bones to herself.

Why does it sound a bit ambiguous?

Simultaneously.

She felt sad for a second about what he had gone through.

Chi Jiujiu pulled the man's big hand and put it in her arms. She gently squeezed Shen Mojin's palm like coaxing a baby, "My dear, let's forget the pain of the past. I will be by your side in the future."

Shen Mojin: “?”

Doesn’t Jiujiu want his fairy bone?

"My beautiful lady, wait for the great elder to come, and then we will remove all the bones from his body and let him feel your pain." Chi Jiujiu said again.

Shen Mojin looked at Chi Jiujiu with amusement, "Jiujiu, immortal bones are not ordinary human bones, but immortal-level spiritual bones nurtured by cultivators through the power of their blood.

People with immortal bones can make rapid progress in cultivation.

Simply removing the human bones from the Great Elder's body and taking a bone-growing pill would restore them, but it is far less than the pain I suffered in the past.

Wait until I get the fairy bone back and put it in Jiujiu, okay?"

Chi Jiujiu was stunned.

His brown eyes were as big as bells.

She thought that what the beauty meant just now was to hand over the items on his body to her for safekeeping.

As a gift for her.

She understands the little tricks between lovers.

result...

I didn't expect the beauty's purpose was like this.

He wanted to put the immortal bone into her body.

Her face was slightly red and she was surprised. "My beautiful lady, why do you want to put it on me? Can I put it on whenever I want? Will there be any rejection reaction and will it harm my body?"

Shen Mojin's expression was gentle, and his voice was low and soft, "The fairy bone can help Jiujiu practice, which is good for the body. Don't worry about the rest, Jiujiu, I have my own way."

"Okay...right." Chi Jiujiu hesitated for a moment and said.

His actions.

It's all for her own good.

But right.

She was still a little shocked.

As expected, the world of cultivation is full of wonders.

"Master, all 40,000 disciples of the number one sect in Huangzhou have been captured." At this time, Mo Shijiu flashed towards Chi Jiujiu and reported to Shen Mojin.

"Yeah." Shen Mojin nodded slightly.

Chi Jiujiu looked in the direction of Mo Shijiu, and saw that the square at the junction of the major peaks of the First Sect in Huangzhou was filled with densely packed little blue men.

Most of the little blue men were unconscious.

A few of them did wake up, but they were tied up by the disciples of the Hexian Sect and could not move.

"There are so many people in their sect, twice as many as in our sect." Chi Jiujiu exclaimed.

Shen Mojin said calmly, "With so many people, the cultivation resources are unevenly distributed, and growth is slower."

"That's right." Chi Jiujiu agreed.

Shen Mojin sent a telepathic message to Mo Shijiu who had already gone far away, "Pull the disciples on the list together and separate them from the other disciples."

before coming.

Shen Mojin made a list of names and portraits, including those of his fellow disciples who had taken advantage of his misfortune and the female cultivator who had gone to the Shen family’s house to insult him.

These people need to be severely punished.

The remaining disciples.

When they wake up, if they are sensible, he will let them go; if they stubbornly resist, don't blame him for being ruthless.

He doesn't kill them all.

It all depends on the last bit of compassion left in my heart.

What he experienced twenty-three years ago was no longer the kind person he was at the beginning.

"My beautiful lady, why do you have such a stern face?" Chi Jiujiu turned her head and saw that the man's expression had changed.

She stretched out her slender white hand and pinched his handsome face, "My beautiful lady, don't be unhappy. Every time you put on a stern face, it feels like the air around you gets colder. I'm still here, please consider my feelings, okay?"

Shen Mojin grabbed the woman's unruly little hand with his big hand, "Jiujiu, stop making trouble. I'm not unhappy. I was just thinking about how to deal with the enemy."

Chi Jiujiu:?

Didn't you say there's nothing to be afraid of?

It seems that it is not as easy as he said.

"Okay." Chi Jiujiu said obediently, pulled back her hand, and took off the brocade bag around her waist.

"Fat Fox, come out." She said in a low voice.

A plush nine-tailed red fox immediately appeared beside Chi Jiujiu, and its huge body took up more than half of the lotus pedestal magic weapon.

"My dear beauty, you should deal with the enemy well later. I have a defense formation and a fat fox to protect me, so you don't have to pay attention to me." Chi Jiujiu smiled at the man.

"Yeah." Shen Mojin agreed.

Just as Shen Mojin finished speaking, three figures suddenly appeared in the void.

Great elder.

Fake Si Ao.

Mo Shiyan.

"Shen Mojin, it's you. You dare to bring people here to destroy the number one sect in Huangzhou. Prepare to die!" The great elder said coldly, and the next second he flashed out of the lotus pedestal protection formation interface.

The fake Si Ao followed closely behind and slapped Chi Jiujiu with a palm that brought huge pressure.

Chi Jiujiu only felt the lotus seat sway a little.

The spiritual power of the Mahayana period is really strong.

One palm strike has the power to destroy the world.

Shen Mojin's expression turned cold, and he immediately jumped off the lotus seat and threw two leaves next to Chi Jiujiu. Then he drew out the phantom eagle from his waist and fought against the great elder in the early Mahayana stage and the fake Si Ao.

Shen Mojin’s current cultivation level is the middle stage of Mahayana.

One small realm higher than the other two.

Fighting against two people was quite easy.

"Hongye Hongye, let's stay a little further away." Chi Jiujiu instructed the older girl beside her.

Although the formation set up by the beauty can ensure her personal safety, she felt a little nauseous after the swaying just now. Others get carsick, but she gets sick from magic weapons.

"Yes, sir." Hongye immediately moved the lotus seat away and withdrew from the battle circle of the Mahayana monks.

After Chi Jiujiu reached the best position to watch the game, she took out a piece of dessert from her brocade bag and began to eat it in small bites.

Her sight.

It has never left Shen Mojin.

After Shen Mojin pulled out the venomous snake phantom eagle from his waist, the phantom eagle immediately transformed into a halberd and fell into the man's hand.

Shen Mojin held a long spear and swept it towards the fake Si Ao and the great elder.

Simple moves.

There are no fancy magical attacks.

The invisible chaotic spiritual power carried by the halberd was extremely powerful. The Great Elder and the fake Si Ao, who were attacked from both sides, were careless for a moment and were instantly knocked back a hundred meters by Shen Mojin's sweep, with a trace of blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

"Shen Mojin, just wait for me. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a divine weapon in your hand." The Great Elder immediately sent a message to the Supreme Elder.

Looking at the disciples of his own sect lying in a pile in the square, the Great Elder became even angrier.

Shen Mojin saw the actions of the Great Elder.

Don't stop it either.

exactly.

By the time the Grand Elder arrived, he had just dealt with these two.

"Go on." Shen Mojin said lightly with a calm expression.

Seeing that he was unable to defeat Shen Mojin for the moment, the fake Si Ao changed his mind and flew towards the disciples of the Hexian Sect in the field to attack.

"All the guardians, protect our disciples." Shen Mojin spoke to Mo Yi and others. Then, he flew into the air, holding a long spear in his hand, and chased after the fake Si Ao.

"Your opponent is me." Shen Mojin's voice was cold.

Chi Jiujiu looked at the man in the void, holding a halberd, wearing a black armor, looking majestic and awe-inspiring. It seemed as if she saw a cultivation world version of Zhao Zilong of Changshan.