Chapter 2892

  Want to understand this, Zhu Shiqing not only did not feel relieved, but became even more annoyed.

   "Is it possible for them to do whatever they want? If this continues, is Xuanwu Sect or Xuanwu Sect?"

  How much he yearned for Xuanwu Sect before, how disappointed he is now.

   Regarding this, Jing Zhou is also powerless. “The only thing I can do now is to guard my aunt. Other...I am powerless and powerless.”

  Although his surname is Jing, he is nothing more than a three-spirited root after all.

   If it were not for his grandfather and aunt to protect him and provide him with countless spiritual treasures, how could he enter the Nascent Infant stage before the age of two hundred with his three spiritual roots?

  Now that both grandfather and aunt are in trouble, he can't do anything.

  "Brother Jing..."

   Realizing that he had touched the sadness of a friend, Zhu Shiqing felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

  Jing Zhou smiled reluctantly, and shook his head slightly to indicate that he was okay, "I still don’t leave the sect recently, lest you give Qin Yiping a chance to attack you."

  Learing that he accidentally touched the sad things of his friends, Zhu Shiqing did not dare to mention the matter of the past, "Don't worry, I know what to do, but you, if there is nothing wrong, don't go out."

  In the sect, although Qin Yiping did not dare to blatantly kill them.

  It's hard to guarantee that it won't be overcast.

  Then the two said a few more words, and Zhu Shiqing left.

  Can wait for Zhu Shiqing to leave soon after Jingzhou’s Dongfu welcomes guests again.

   Lai Ke is a shameless old man.

After Ke Jingzhou saw the old man, his expression suddenly changed.

  Because, this old man is the right hand who often waits on the side of the second elder!

   "Master Jingzhou, give your natal spirit weapon to the old man."

When the old man opened his mouth, he directly asked for Jing Zhou's life weapon.

For the cultivator, the    natal spirit tool is undoubtedly another life of one's own.

  Although Jingzhou had been prepared for a long time, he was still very angry when he heard the rickety old man say these words for granted.

   "Senior joked, how can I give you my natal magic weapon?"

  Although his heart was anxious, Jing Zhou had to continue to maintain his superficial kung fu.

  Of course, the rickety old man did not want to waste time with him, maintaining a superficial skill that had long since lost its meaning.

   "Master Jingzhou, it's not a loss to exchange your natal magic weapon for Miss Jing's medicine."

  The old man's words were really threatening Jingzhou at Chi Guoguo.

  If you don’t hand over your natal spirit weapon, you can only watch his relatives and aunts become a lunatic completely because of her delusion!

  This trick is not vicious.

  To the contrary, Jing Zhou had no choice at all.

  Although Uncle Lu said, don’t worry about the pill.

  But after Uncle Lu was kicked out of the sect, he was nothing more than a casual cultivator. How easy was it to get a heavenly pill for a long time?

  So the pill that my aunt needs, after all, I still have to rely on the second elder.

   Thinking of this, Jing Zhou felt an unprecedented resentment in his heart.

   resent the second elder's ambition, resent Qin Yiping's lawlessness, and resent his own incompetence.

   But no matter how resentful he was at this moment, he was eventually forced to surrender his natal spirit weapon.

  The old man looked at the only earth-level high-level spirit sword in his hand, and a scorn flashed through his eyes.

  The grandson of the dignified Xuanwu sect master, actually only has an earth-level spirit sword as his life weapon, which is really shabby and ridiculous.

  (End of this chapter)