The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Mingwei had a headache: "Brother, just say what you think."

Mingfeng sniffed: "I smell you have a thousand magic beads, a fishy smell."

Ming Wei breathed in distressedly: "Brother, I only got two Thousand Magic Orbs in total..."

"Xin Yi is still your little nephew, in one sentence, are you going to give it?" Mingfeng lied, clutching Ming Wei's sleeve.

Mingwei sighed, "Give it, I'm just looking at Xin Yi's face, I said, brother, you are also a monk at the transformation stage, you haven't saved any wealth for so many years?"

Ming Yushen made up the knife: "It's just that Brother Mingfeng, who is a little wealthy, has used it to make wine. You can talk about the wine you brewed, but you haven't earned a piece of spirit stone. It is said that Senior Nephew Xinyi still respects you a lot."

Ming Feng was told by these two people that it was not painful or itchy. He was a thick-skinned person, just talking about it, and he would not lose a piece of meat.

Seeing Jiang Chan coming in, the few people shut up, Ming Wei waved to Jiang Chan: "Nephew, you come forward."

Jiang Chan didn't know why, Ming Wei took out a pink thumb-sized bead from the storage ring, and looked rather reluctant.

"This is a Thousand Magical Bead, you can put it away."

Seeing the distressed energy, Jiang Chan knew that this was a good thing. She didn't refuse, why didn't she send it to the door? Besides, the elders don’t dare to give up, okay?

Qian Huanzhu had been in Jiang Chan's hands, and Ming Wei had to admit his fate even if he was reluctant to bear it. He pulled out a kind smile: "I called you over today, mainly because the secret realm of Tianmen will be opened three months later, and the sect is going to arrange for you to go to the secret realm for a trial."

Tianmen Secret Realm? Jiang Chan was puzzled. It seemed that he didn't see this from the memory of the original owner. Could this be the advantage of leaning on the big sect?

"Thank you, Master Uncle, for showing your love, the disciples must have a good trial." I want to come to these Thousand Magic Orbs to increase protection for myself when going out, so I can understand why Ming Wei called her over today.

"Going out for trials can't compare to your own life. If you can't beat them, run quickly. Don't worry about such vain things as face. Everything is easy to say if you have life."

Mingfeng groaned and Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "When did you think I came here?"

"Yes, you always have better eyesight than me, and I don't need me to teach you this idea." Mingfeng smashed his lips, feeling that he had nothing to teach Jiang Chan.

Sometimes, the little apprentice is too worry-free, and it makes him feel little sense of accomplishment as a master.

On the way back to the Wuji Peak, Jiang Chan was about to grab Mingfeng and ask clearly: "Master, what's the matter with the Tianmen Secret Realm?"

Ming Feng rubbed against Jiang Chan's Xuan Li Sword, and stood on the Xuan Li Sword without a proper form: "That's what happened. This secret realm appears once in thirty years, and only disciples below the Golden Core Stage can enter. It also depends on your qualifications. If you miss this time, you will definitely not be able to catch up next time."

Jiang Chan smiled: "Do you believe in my strength so much?"

"That's natural. If you haven't reached the golden core period in thirty years, your qualifications will be lost in vain."

"With your words, Master, the disciple must work hard!" Jiang Chan barely patted his chest to promise. He didn't expect Ming Feng to still have high hopes for herself. Of course, she still can't compare with her. She set herself two goals. Ten years.

"What's the matter with this Thousand Illusion Bead? Except for a Xuanli Sword, Tuer's only one magic weapon was given by the master master. Master, you gave a storage bracelet on the day of his apprenticeship."

Mingfeng is not fooled: "Don't you want the storage bracelet? Then give it to me and I will take it for a wine exchange! This Thousand Magical Bead is a magic weapon that changes its appearance. When I go out, I meet those turtles of the Yunwu Sect. Grandchildren, be careful yourself."

"Where can this be? The Thousands of Fantasy Beads are really good, I can't avoid Yun Xuanlin for the rest of my life, right? Or the master teacher will give gifts."

Jiang Chan rubbed his hands and said, "I have to go out to practice, Master, don't you prepare something for me to defend myself? For example, seal a few sword qi in the disciple's body or give the disciple some sword balloons? But it can also run."

Mingfeng frowned: "I owed you this little evildoer in my previous life, so I will make up for it when I go back. Anyway, this stuff doesn't need spirit stones. If you ask them, don't come to me."

"Understood, I will bring you something after the disciple comes back from the secret?" Jiang Chan tentatively said, as soon as he said that he wanted to take it back, it was too late.

Sure enough, Mingfeng's small eyes lit up: "Come back in half?"

Jiang Chan curled his lips: "No, one-tenth at most."

"I'm not prepared for your sword balloon."

"Three-tenths, it can't be more. If there is more, I will go to the head master teacher. I must be happy to help me with this great favor." Jiang Chan made a move to turn Feijian, and Mingfeng hurriedly agreed.

"Everything, three tenths is three tenths, it's all in vain."

Arguing with Mingfeng, the two talents reached the Promise Peak.

"By the way, there are too few Linguo Lingzhi on the Promise Peak. I heard that there is a big medicinal garden in the Tianmen Secret Realm. You can bring more things back when you come back. This will also be your peak in the future."

Looking at the fruit tree below, Mingfeng rolled his eyes and made a new request.

Jiang Chan stretched out her white and tender little hand at Mingfeng, and Mingfeng stared, "What are you doing?"

"Jade box!" Jiang Chan confidently said, "If there is no jade box, what should I use to hold these spirit fruit and elixir? Master, you can't be so unkind. The disciple prepares things by yourself, and you will have three tenths when you come back..."

Mingfeng cursed and took out a storage bag distressedly: "Give it to you, give it all to you, little evildoer, always thinking about picking things out of my old man's hands."

Watching Mingfeng leave ~www.wuxiamtl.com with a grimace, Jiang Chan triumphantly raised the corners of his lips: "Didn't it just drink a few jars of your wine? Is it necessary for the reaction to be so big? Master, so many jade boxes, so you don’t Poor!"

Open the storage bag and look at it. A rough look shows that there are tens of thousands of jade boxes, neatly stacked in the storage bag. Jiang Chan's eyes rolled, like this quality jade box, usually two low-grade spirit stones, there are tens of thousands of jade boxes here, how many spirit stones does this cost?

It seems that you will have to dig out Mingfeng more in the future, and you still have some wealth, depending on whether you have the ability to dig it out.

Mingfeng, who was drinking in the cave, shuddered. It must be the little evildoer who was calculating him behind his back. After changing his posture, Mingfeng moved his palm slightly, and a small wooden box with a length of one foot appeared in front of him.

Next, he was drinking while condensing a sword balloon with one hand. In less than half a moment, the bottom of the box was covered with a transparent sword balloon the size of a baby's fist.

"Little evildoer, I was born to collect debts. There is no little disciple. I don’t know how good it is to be free. Now I have to work hard to compress the sword balloon... Forget it, let’s go to sleep for a while, after the sword balloon. Besides, there are still three months."

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