After the elegant and fairy-like man finished speaking, a cold ice skate suddenly condensed in his hand. After the knife surfaced, the man just waved his hand and flew to Chunmian's lower abdomen.

Hold the grass!!!

As soon as it landed, it was the scene of digging, which was so exciting!

Chunmian was controlled at this time, probably because he had been treated with medicine, and his hands and feet were tied up by the immortal tie rope, so he could not move at all. He could only watch the other party dig the pill.

Feeling the approaching cold light, the man's expression was crazy in anticipation, Chunmian's eyes turned cold and his face was dark.

"Why did Master treat me like this?" Chunmian originally wanted to do something directly, but his eyebrows and eyes turned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then he asked loudly with a choking voice.

Standing in front of you is what the Sect Spirit mentioned in the plot, Nanjing Immortal Lord.

At the same time, he is also the current master of the client.

After hearing Chunmian say this, the ice skate that was already approaching suddenly stopped.

When the immortal Nanjing faced such a face, his expression was a little dazed. After a while, he murmured: "Don't blame Master. If it weren't for Master, you would have died in the human world long ago, and everyone would have beaten him. Master brought you back and took you to practice, let the sect brothers love you and spoil you, and let you feel the warmth that you had never felt before. You should thank Master, right?"

Speaking of this, the immortal Nanjing curled his lips and sneered. The red light in his eyes seemed to be a little stronger, but the tone of his mouth slowly softened: "Master has given you a new life. Now you are rewarding Master with a demon pill, isn't it?"

"Although everyone in the human world can beat me, I can at least survive and at least protect the demon pill, right?" Chunmian smiled coldly and said nothing about mocking.

The Immortal Lord Nanjing seemed to be angry, and the ice slit moved forward again. Just looking at this face that was very similar to Garuo, Nanjing couldn't help but feel dazed.

After reacting, Nan Jing felt a little angry, but he slowly suppressed him: "Be good, Master only digs out your inner elixir, not taking your life. With Master here, you don't have to worry about your death because of losing the inner elixir."

"Master did all this for Senior Sister Garuo, right?" Seeing the ice knife approaching again, Chunmian's palm moved slightly, and his voice slowly lowered.

Listening to Chunmian Tigaru, a cold light flashed in Nan Jing's eyes, and his face became colder. The air conditioning all over his body was pressing against Chunmian like ice, snow and cold wind.

The client's cultivation is low, and Chunmian's mental power is not particularly high. It's a bit uncomfortable to be suppressed by him like this.

"Who is it with you, Tigaru? You are worthy of Tigaru? If it weren't for Garu, you half-human and half-demon monster, would have died in the human world long ago. How could you still be like now, wearing the best shark yarn, using the best elixirs, and following me Nanjing to learn the secrets of martial arts?" The man seemed to be stimulated, and his voice was unconsciously raised, and he would almost roar directly.

The originally clear and sparse voice became more and more sharp at this time!

"Why am I not worthy? I was originally living well in the human world. Even if it was a little harder, at least my body and mind were intact and my soul was not affected. But what do you want to do, I really think I don't know? I just want to use my inner alchemy to resurrect Fairy Garuo, who has become a living dead person, and also use my demon breath to nourish the other person's soul, right?" Seeing that the other person was still maintaining the gentleman's mask at this time, Chunmian smiled coldly and directly opened his mouth to expose the other person's true purpose.

Before the other party spoke again, Chunmian sang and said, "So, you want to save my life, not because I am your disciple, you can't bear it. But my demon breath is useful. Can Fairy Garuo be resurrected, and it depends on me?"

After saying that, Chunmian showed a sarcastic smile at Nan Jing.

Nan Jing was angry, the color under her eyes became even more red, and her face was a little distorted: "Only the strong can make decisions only after three thousand great ways, but the weak can live is already the kindness we give. What else do you expect? It is your blessing to be able to warm up Garuo's soul, and others are not worthy of it."

After Nan Jing finished speaking, he laughed wildly. If you look closely, strands of black mist appeared behind him. A discerning person would understand at a glance that he had signs of being possessed by the demon.

But he himself was unaware of it and was still talking to himself: "So, don't struggle, live well, just treat it as a reward for the kindness that Master picked you up from the human world."

After Nan Jing finished speaking, the ice skates floating in the air rushed towards Chunmian.

Almost at the same time, a touch of green suddenly floated out of Chunmian's palm. Before Nan Jing reacted, the green suddenly turned in front of him.

Everything happened too quickly, just in just a moment, Nan Jing's ice skates attacked, and the plants in Chunmian's palm flew out.

Then, Nan Jing's eyebrows and eyes were blurred for a moment. The next second, his expression suddenly changed, but before he could do anything, he fell to the ground with a bang.

As the owner fell to the ground, the ice snatch disappeared, and the immortal binding rope slowly released. Chunmian finally got free, but because the body had been used medicine, it was still a little weak.

After adjusting his breathing for a little while, Chunmian used his mental power to slowly lift his body, which was lifted up again.

Feeling the strength slowly coming back, Chunmian finally moved and got up from the bed.

At this time, they were in Nanjing's residence, the most luxurious room in Jianfeng. The room was made of wooden and looked deserted, with only a few decoration items placed in a few places.

The bed lying under Chunmian was covered with only a thin mattress, but the color on it was different from the man's flowing white clothes, but the light blue edge of the sky.

The fabric is quite luxurious to touch, and it seems to be a special material. When I was sleeping in spring, I touched it casually and thought about it casually.

He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his head randomly. Chunmian flipped his palm and took out a magic weapon dagger from the client's storage ring.

The dagger was like the man lying on the ground in front of him, with a cold chill. From this we can see where the dagger came from.

Chunmian didn’t have much time to hesitate. After all, Nan Jing was so confused by himself that he did not use items in this world, but a special medicine powder from the mall.

A small bottle cost 5,000 yuan of spring sleep. Fortunately, it is not a disposable product, and a small bottle can be used three times.

So, once I got freedom, Chunmian was holding the dagger and heading straight to Nan Jing’s navel three inches.

Of course, Chunmian has no interest in physical cutting for Nanjing.

The goal of Chunmian is naturally to go to the other party’s dantian.

The cold dagger, because it is a magic weapon and a high-level magic weapon, easily broke Nan Jing's Nascent Soul cultivation level.

Looking at the dagger cutting into the other party's dantian inch by inch, Chunmian took a breath, and then...
Chapter completed!