欺凌尤娜2

  Chen Ying is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Although she is only in the middle stage of Qi training, she has more methods than casual cultivators.

   Put it before.

  Shen Ping will not pass easily.

But now with talismans, magic tools, and wooden plaques, it is difficult to hurt him even by means of foundation building. Just in case, before going, he still told Yu Yan that if he enters the house, he must use his voice or other methods. The method is to wake up, if it is really unstoppable, immediately ask Zhenbaolou for help through the communication talisman.

   Get out of the house.

  He walked slowly to the door of the fourth room.

Chen Ying was wearing a purple pink gauze dress, her jet-black hair was tied with a light purple ribbon, her waist was tight, and her curves were exquisite. When she smiled, she had dimples on her lips, innocent and innocent, "Master Shen Fu is really here!" , No, the wooden sign of the house, leave a breath this time, and you can come in at any time in the future."

  Shen Ping waved his hand and left behind a breath. After passing through the formation restriction, he stood at the door and took a step before stopping, "Chen Daoyou, what about the exercises?"

  Chen Ying sneered at this, "Passing through the door and not entering, tsk tsk, the little girl thought that Shen Fushi had broken through the late stage of Qi training and was a little bit more courageous. It seems that it has not changed now."

   Shen Ping turned around and left.

"etc."

  Chen Ying shouted hurriedly, and then took out the jade slip from the storage bag in a very speechless manner, "The exercises are all in it, and Dingyan Pill is here!"

  Shen Ping turned around, smiled lightly and said, "I haven\'t bought it yet."

   Heard this.

  Chen Ying\'s pretty face instantly turned cold, "Shen, are you kidding me?"

   "Chen Daoyou misunderstood."

   "I just want to confirm the authenticity of the exercises first."

  Shen Ping shook his head with a smile.

   "How do you want to be sure?"

   "Zhenbao Building has an identification method."

  Chen Ying laughed, but her voice became colder and colder, "Shen, I can see that you are just kidding me... You asked for it!"

  The voice fell.

  Bursts of bells seemed to shake in the wind.

  The environment in front of Shen Ping suddenly changed. Bells tied with red strings spread all over the surroundings. When the wind suddenly picked up, these bells all rang crisply... The converging sound of the bells made people dizzy and headache.

  嗡~

   His Niwan Palace Foundation Establishment spiritual consciousness swung.

   All bells disappear instantly.

   "Hmph, just relying on you in the late stage of Qi training, you can never break free from my phantom sound bell."

  Chen Ying sneered and grabbed Shen Ping and was about to walk into the house.

   But this drag.

  She found that Shen Ping was motionless.

   raised his eyes.

  Suddenly saw that half-smile expression.

"you…"

  Chen Ying felt unbelievable, but before she could say anything, her body froze, and her eyes were fixed on a talisman on Qingsi\'s forehead.

   "Lightning Talisman."

   She said it with difficulty.

   "Chen Daoyou can take out the jade slip now?"

   "If you kill me."

   "Acacia Sect will not let it go."

  Chen Ying bit her lip and said word by word.

  Shen Ping said flatly, "How many Dingyan Pills are you worth?"

  See Chen Ying is silent.

  He showed a gentle smile, "Don\'t worry, Fellow Daoist Chen, I\'m just testing the authenticity of the jade slip. If it\'s true, Dingyan Pill will definitely give it to you."

   As he spoke, he took out a blood contract, "Of course, if Chen Daoyou is willing to sign the blood contract and guarantee that the exercises have not been tampered with, I don\'t have to go to the True Treasure Building."

   A moment.

  Shen Ping left with the jade slip and the blood contract.

  Chen Ying gritted her teeth behind her, burning with anger, but when she saw the floating thunder talisman, she could only smash her teeth and swallow the anger.

   "Wait!"

   "I will definitely make you into a golem!"

  …

   Go back inside the house.

  Shen Ping\'s forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Dealing with the witches of the Hehuan Sect was really racking his brains. Fortunately, he was well prepared and would make amends no matter what happened.

  Yu Yan gently closed the door, then hugged Shen Ping sideways.

   "I have a problem with my body."

"Right!"

   Shen Ping took out the jade slip, shook it in front of Yu Yan\'s eyes, and said with a smile: "It\'s gone now."

  Looking at Yu Jian.

  Yu Yan understood, she stared at Shen Ping, "So you went to house No. 4 just for this jade slip."

   Shen Ping nodded seriously, "Yes, the exercises inside can solve your physique."

  Yu Yan suddenly laughed.

She seemed to be talking to herself, "Shen Daoyou, you are really talented, don\'t you know that there are dangers in the past, your cautiousness, your timidity... You! Ming! Ming! You are so afraid of death! "

   Laughing and laughing.

  The corners of her eyes gradually became wet and blurred, "But you still went."

   "Just for my mother."

  Shen Ping stretched out his hand to tie the blue silk on Yan\'s forehead behind his ears, "It\'s worth it."

  The sound is very soft.

   But falling in Yan\'s heart is as heavy as a thousand weights.

  The tears in the corners of her eyes could no longer hold back, but the smile on her face was in full bloom, "Use all the strength in your body...to want me!"

   "Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

  Shen Ping hugged Yu Yan and flashed directly into the main room.

  When the two figures intersected.

  A virtual frame on the virtual panel vibrated quietly, and then a silver light shone.

  …

   A few days later.

  Zhenbao Building, Fangshi.

  Shen Ping came to the second floor with the jade slips. What he told Chen Ying that Zhenbaolou could identify the authenticity of the exercises was just to confuse the other party.

   ""The Charm of a Thousand Faces""

   ""Luan Feng He""

   "Acacia sect special skills, total contribution..."

  Stand in the contribution room.

Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn\'t distinguish the authenticity of the content of the exercises, judging from the contribution value, there should be no problem with these two special exercises. In addition to Chen Ying\'s blood contract, Yu Yan will be allowed to practice later. .

  Stacks in storage bag.

  He hadn\'t walked a few steps away from the contribution room when he saw Mu Jin coming up from the corner of the wooden ladder. She changed into a delicate water satin dress today, with light makeup on her eyebrows and lips, which made people\'s eyes shine.

   is about to say hello.

  Behind him appeared two extraordinary sect disciples, with a small tripod embroidered on the shoulders of their robes, their brows were full of confidence.

  Danxia Sect disciple.

   "This way, please."

  Mu Jin smiled sweetly and stretched out her hand.

Shen Ping stood still, and waited until the three of them walked into the private room before he went downstairs and left Zhenbao Building. He didn\'t rush back to Yunhe Lane, but came to the restaurant where he had dinner with his wife and concubine last time, and sat in the The same window position.

   About half an hour.

  The jade pendant on his waist gradually became hot.

   A moment.

  A black-robed monk sat across the table, and the blood-colored mask looked particularly terrifying at close range.

   "My sister is Bai Yuying."

After the black-robed monk said this, he fell silent until he finished drinking a cup of spiritual tea. When he got up to leave, he said via voice transmission, "Senior, at this time next year, if I am still alive, I will come and wait for you. Remember, no matter Whatever happens, don\'t leave Yunshanfang."

   "Please don\'t tell her."

  Looking at the back of the black-robed monk.

  Shen Ping frowned, thinking that he couldn\'t make it clear!

  …

  PS: It’s a bit late, this chapter has been deleted several times, but I’m helpless.