"Seven stars shine in the world! Let the sky walk!"

Boom! The three-pupil sky fox was shaken open.

Bu Jingshuang took three steps back.

"It's okay, my mother plays with you!"

This is the first time that the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox has met a warrior who can catch his palm. Unexpectedly, it is a domineering and cold girl.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom!"

Bu Jingshuang, a pair of palms with the three-pupil Tianhu, is considered equal, and there is no victory or defeat. In Lancheng, from childhood to adulthood, Bu Jingshuang has never lost in the fight.

Suddenly, Bu Jingshuang's face turned pale and looked extremely ugly, covering her chest with one hand.

"Little matchmaker stop!"

Murong Chen ordered.

The three-pupil Tianhu obeyed Murong Chen's orders and immediately put away the fox's claws and turned his head, looking very dissatisfied.

Murong Chen had his own considerations, and Bu Jingshuang was the pearl in the hands of the Bu family in Lancheng.

Tomorrow, I will go to the Bu family's magic weapon auction house to try my luck and see if I can buy the eyes of the demon shadow and demon lion.

Having a quarrel with Bu Jingshuang is of no benefit to Murong Chen.

Murong Chen walked over slowly, looking at the extremely uncomfortable Bu Jingshuang.

"Don't come over. You are a hypocrite. You are taking advantage of others' danger and look at your appearance. I didn't expect that you are so naughty. Take advantage of my old injury and attack me!"

Bu Jingshuang can no longer activate spiritual power now. As long as he activates spiritual power, his chest will be painful and he will have difficulty breathing. In the past, the current situation will only happen every time he breaks through his cultivation.

Today, after facing the three-pupil Tianhu, the strong collision made it possible for Bu Jingshuang's old disease to recur.

Bu Jingshuang is now an ordinary person. Any warrior can kill Bu Jingshuang.

"You... don't come over!"

Bu Jingshuang stared at Murong Chen who was slowly approaching and said, "My father is the patriarch of the Bu family, and my brother Bu Jingfeng is not easy to mess with! You... don't come over!"

Murong Chen glanced at Bu Jingshuang's chest and knew where the disease was.

Bu Jingshuang was a little scared and covered her chest.

I don’t know what this boy in white brocade clothes wants to do, but he doesn’t want to take advantage of me.

"Help!"

Bu Jingshuang shouted.

The former big devil of Lancheng, Qianjinbu Jingshuang of the Bu family, shouted for help, this is really rare in Lancheng.

Spiritual power surged around Murong Chen's body.

Brush! With a finger, I pointed at more than a dozen acupoints on Bu Jingshuang's body.

“Isn’t it much better?”

Murong Chen smiled and said.

Bu Jingshuang found that her chest seemed to be less painful.

In the past, it took at least three days to hurt every time it occurred.

"The two acupoints on your chest, Yutang and the Atrium, are injured by the cold air, which is the disease. As long as you practice and break through, or use excessive force, it will hurt, sore, and itch."

Murong Chen said calmly.

Bu Jingshuang widened her eyes. This time she really believed Murong Chen. The pain in her body was exactly the same as the young man in white in front of her.

Unexpectedly, this young man seemed to be about the same age as himself, so how could he have such supernatural powers?

The Bu family spent countless money on Bu Jingshuang's illnesses, and many miraculous doctors and alchemists were reluctant to do so.

"Hahaha! Murong Chen, I didn't expect that you are really here!"

Zhao Yu, Leihuo Sect, carried a mandarin duck sword on his shoulder, laughed and walked over.

"Murong Chen, the wise man will not say secret words. I will hand over the black knife you used when the Dragon City Competition. I will spare you if you don't die, otherwise there will be no corpse!"

Zhao Yu of Leihuo Sect is the famous king of fast swords in Lancheng.

A pair of mandarin duck swords in his hand were extremely fast and he killed people without any blood.

Murong Chen, this young man in white, is the eldest son of the Murong family, Murong Chen, who is ranked first in the Dragon City Competition.

Bu Jingshuang's face was immediately flushed and her face was peach blossoms. She looked at Murong Chen infatuatedly. The look of the illusion made the three-pupil Tianhu feel goosebumps all over the floor.

"Don't move anyone!
Chapter completed!