The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 613 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (12)

Jiang Tang obediently jumped down, the hem of his skirt fluttered, like a white butterfly spreading its wings, his legs were straight and round, and his white arms were dazzling.

Xuanwu Xianjun's eyes never moved away from Jiang Tang's body from beginning to end.

The journey of cultivating immortals is long and boring, and when I come across such a beautiful color by chance, my eyes will naturally brighten up.

Jiang Tang ran forward frantically, looked up at Immortal Wu Chao, and smiled showing six small white teeth.

"Xianjun, you are finally back!"

The little girl's flattery has obvious meaning, but it is inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

"Ding dong...

Dependency value: 2
Mission Progress: 1
Please host to complete the task as soon as possible. "

Two points depend on the value.

Very good, Xianjun finally remembered her as a person.

"The pill has formed."

Wu Chao glanced at Jiang Tang, his heart moved slightly.

This little radish turned out to be a talented cultivation seedling, and within a month, he formed the alchemy on his own without anyone teaching him.

It is the glory of the radish world.

Jiang Tang touched her stomach, she could feel the warmth in her lower abdomen, and she felt strong all over her body.

"Is this the pill formation?"

Xianjun Xuanwu stepped forward, looked him up and down, and sighed in admiration.

"The little girl is very talented, and she is also a radish spirit, suitable for cultivation in the soil system. Do you want to think about it and become a disciple under my lord?"

Jiang Tang waved his hand.

Why does she want such a high cultivation base? It is enough to save her life.

"No, no, I'm already a member of Wuchao Xianjun."

As he said that, Jiang Tang quietly stretched out his claws and grabbed Wuchao Xianjun's sleeve robe. He didn't know what material the robe was made of, but it was slippery, soft, and fragrant to the touch.

Jiang Tang likes this smell very much, it smells addictive.

Wuchao Xianjun tapped Jiang Tang's head lightly with the fan handle.

"presumptuous."

With a calm tone and no deterrent effect, Jiang Tang continued to grab.

Xuanwu Xianjun looked at the details of the relationship between the two, and silently moved his eyes away from the little girl.

Can't you see that the Wuchao Xianjun acquiesced to Jiang Tang's words, that is, he regarded her as his own.

Wu Chao is short-sighted and stingy, and if he eats a mulberry, he will return a piece of ginseng. If he touches his people, this guy will kill the people on the whole mountain with a single dose of medicine.

"Then Wuchao Xianjun might as well take this girl under his family and establish a sect, lest you be alone and have no one to offer a honor card after ascending."

In these four hills, apart from Wuchao Xianjun, there are three remaining Xianjun who are recruiting disciples and opening sects.

These three immortals all knew that sooner or later they would become gods, and once they became gods, they would have to be offered, otherwise they would lose face?
There is only Wuchao Xianjun, not to mention the sect, there is not even a decent fairy mansion, the whole mountain is a dilapidated courtyard except for a mulberry forest, I don’t know how poor this fairy is.

But whoever knows the inside doesn't know, in terms of money, who in the world can have more money than Wuchao?

A bottle of elixir can attract people from all over the world to snatch it up, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the elixir is inexhaustible.

He is obviously richer than anyone else, but he is a miser. The other three immortals want to ask for medicine. Can you get the medicine without cutting off a piece of your flesh?wishful thinking!

The more Xianjun Xuanwu thought about it, the more he felt that Wuchao Xianjun was not interesting enough, and he had to go to the old man to criticize him later.

The three of them returned to the courtyard. At this time in the past, the ginseng essence would definitely turn into fanatical fans and cheer, but today it was as quiet as a chicken, and there was no movement at all.

(End of this chapter)