After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Chapter 133: Huang Yiguo

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In the depths of the Land of Frostfall.

"According to the hexagram of Elder Taiyu, my chance should be here, but why have I wandered around for so long, but still haven't seen it?"

A female nun dressed in emerald green clothes was walking in the miasma, accompanied by a monk covered in black robes. The monk's voice was clear, and it sounded like he was not very old last year:

"Junior Sister Mu Jiang, what is a chance? If the time is not up, it will not be a chance."

"Not yet?"

Mu Jiang raised his head and calculated the formula, the compass in his hand was buzzing, but he couldn't find anything, "Forget it, for this chance, I have discarded ten of my boundary-breaking talismans, just wait a little longer."

She has a pair of slender willow-leaf eyebrows, which are slightly frowned at this time, and matched with that clear oval face, even in this gray maze, she actually reveals the gentleness of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The man in black nodded, and was about to speak, but raised his eyebrows:

"Junior sister, there is Huang Yiguo here!"

Although Huang Yiguo is only a sixth-order primordial fruit, it is the number one sacred fruit in the minds of female cultivators in the monastic world.

The reason lies in its shape, the red fruit is naturally heart-shaped, and it is the most small and cute.

Second, its taste is sweet and refreshing, sweet but not greasy, with endless aftertaste.

Third, and the most important point, once you take three pills, its efficacy is much higher than that of the top-grade beauty pill.

The ultimate beauty pill only has the effect of retaining the face. For example, if you take the ultimate beauty pill by mistake when you are young, your face will always maintain that miserable green appearance.

But Huang Yiguo is different, once ingested, it will automatically adjust with the body's functions, not only has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, but also chooses the most appropriate time, that is, when the person's appearance is at its peak, to keep it in place.

After that, it will not change again.

Huang Yiguo is more sought after than the ultimate beauty pill with rigid efficacy.

It's a pity that this sixth-order primordial fruit can only be met in the wild, and it is usually accompanied by powerful guardian beasts, which is very rare. According to Mu Jiang's understanding, no one in the Qingyun Realm where she came to eat Huang Yiguo has ever eaten more than one palm.

Therefore, since I ran into it here, there is absolutely no reason to let it go easily.

Mu Jiang looked at the cluster of Huang Yiguo that roughly looked at about a dozen or so, and said:

"Brother—"

The monk in the cloak was about to speak, but suddenly his expression froze:

"Junior sister, be careful!"

The poisonous miasma is everywhere in the land of cold fall, under the poisonous miasma, the flowers and plants have already mutated, but what is more difficult to deal with than the flowers and plants is the mutated poisonous insects.

At this time, a huge mutated centipede came out from behind Huang Yiguo, its beautiful body unfolded, about one story high.

The name of this mutated poisonous cedar is called thousand-legged. In fact, there are more than one thousand-legged under the abdomen, and each pair of legs will spray poison. Simultaneous attack—

Even if there are two people, one in the Wonderful Law Realm and the other in the No Illusion Realm, it is very difficult to deal with each other.

Mu Jiang turned the whisk into thousands of silks, and the air waves beat out like the sea, but before it reached the centipede, there was a sound of "puff puff", in the rising black smoke, the centipede was close at hand.

The black-cloaked cloak tapped a bamboo flute lightly, and only had time to tap the thousand-legged pedipale for a moment. Mu Jiang took the opportunity to retreat, and quickly jumped back—

But in the dust behind him, another millipede sprang up suddenly!

This newly sprung up centipede is twice the size of the previous one. At first glance, it is shocking. The centipede venom and the centipede's tail are swept at the same time—

"Twilight River!"

The black cloak screamed.

Mu Jiang's whisk swept away, but it was too late for her to retreat. The millipede broke through her protective shield with a "poof", and the huge mouthparts almost touched her body—

My life is over!

Mu Jiang subconsciously closed his eyes.

But he heard a soft "poof", the pain that he thought would come never came, Mu Jiang only felt his left hand being held by someone and stepped back, only then did he open his eyes, and saw Pi Lianhua Light.

Mu Jiang shook off his senior brother's hand, staring blankly at the white-clothed Jianxiu who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man was standing in the air in a wide-sleeved robe, his black hair and robe were blown up by the hunting wind, and when he stepped on the ground, the poisonous scorpion that she couldn't do anything about fell to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground. .

"Who is coming?"

The brother called out.

The man didn't raise his eyebrows, he swung his sleeves and struck another sword, the body of the poisonous scorpion that had been fighting with his brother in full swing just now froze, "Boom—", with a loud noise, it split into two pieces and fell heavily from the air.

"Who is Daojun?"

The brother called again.

The man looked up.

Mu Jiang was shocked by this look and stood there, unable to move any more.

In this world, if there is really an unparalleled and clean demeanor, no one can compare to this person in front of her.

He has cold eyebrows, a plump nose, and eyes as deep as the sea. In those eyes, there are three thousand winds and snows hidden in the world, which do not change all the year round. The vulgar exile.

After he glanced at it, her heart was already heavy.

"Junior Sister?"

The black cloak glanced over.

Only then did Mu Jiang realize his gaffe. Seeing the man nodding his head coldly and turning around without saying a word, he thought he was about to leave, so he hurriedly followed up: "Dao-jun, please save us, so it is convenient to leave your name and surname for future use." My brother and I will come to the door to thank you in the future?"

"No need."

Mu Jiang wanted to follow again, but was blocked by a sword qi in front of his neck, the man's voice was cold:

"retreat."

Mu Jiang stood still, staring blankly at this man's cold eyes:

"Senior..."

"Three feet."

Mu Jiang bit her lip, but still retreated three feet.

She watched the man withdraw his plumage, and carefully picked up Huang Yiguo with his sword-holding hand. The jade-like ten fingers contrasted with the red and fragrant Huang Yiguo, showing a strange feeling of coldness compared with Nongli.

It's not against harmony, but the word "gentle" rises in Mu Jiang's heart inexplicably.

One, two, three...

She counted silently in her heart, and while counting, she wondered which girl this man took off Huang Yiguo to give to, and when she counted to the tenth one, she couldn't help but say:

"Senior, can you give up some of the rest? Mu Jiang is willing to give Yuanshi to buy it."

But he heard that the head did not retreat:

"Six feet."

"senior!"

Mu Jiang couldn't help but took a step forward.

Just now, facing the stern sword light of the thousand-legged poisonous scorpion flying towards her, Mu Jiang exclaimed, but heard the man say coldly:

"Ten feet."

"Why do you have to do this, Daojun!"

Seeing this, the black-cloaked cloak hastily pulled his junior sister to jump back, until he leaped ten feet, and the sword intent that followed like a shadow disappeared, and then wiped his sweat with lingering fear:

"Junior Sister, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Xuancang Realm, we don't want Meng Lang anymore!"

"Can… "

Looking at the hope in the eyes of the junior sister, the black cloak was silent, and said loudly:

"Mr. Dao, Huang Yiguo will take effect after taking three pills; eating too much is useless. The two of us don't take advantage of Mr. Dao, so we charge more than 20% of the market price. How about it?"

Unexpectedly, the man didn't say a word, he just picked the remaining Huang Yiguo, and then he disappeared in the same place.

Mu Jiang wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't see anyone there, so he said in a sense of loss:

"Rare in the world..."

"Junior sister," looking at the little junior sister who seemed to have lost his soul, the black-clothed monk took off his cloak, and under the cloak was a face that was so gorgeous that it was almost coquettish, "Don't forget why you did this."

Mu Jiang suffocated, and immediately pulled out a wry smile:

"I really forgot."

After a glimpse, he forgot everything.

Over there, Cui Wang's feet shrank into an inch, but within ten breaths, he arrived at Zheng Wan's location.

Zheng Wan stood there obediently and waited. She was overjoyed to see him coming, and turned her head away humming after she was overjoyed:

"You left me again."

Cui Wang walked to her side silently, and spread out his palm to her to see, small red heart-shaped fruits lying peacefully on the white jade-like palm.

A bead rolled into the palm of the hand.

Zheng Wan picked it up and looked at it, her eyes widened suddenly:

"Huang Yiguo?"

"Cui Wang, where did you get it?"

She seemed to have forgotten to be angry all of a sudden, her bulging cheeks were like deflated balls.

Cui Wang pursed his lips:

"I picked it up."

He thought of the noisy woman who was trying to grab something from him, and his eyebrows frowned slightly:

"Wanwan, you eat."

"Then help me wash."

Zheng Wan raised her head with a smile, her anger was not so easy to dissipate.

Cui Wang picked up a dust-removing tactic, and Zheng Wan shook her head, looking at the heart-shaped fruit that was so clean that she could almost see people:

"No, Cui Wang, I want you to wash it yourself, wash it with your hands one by one and feed me."

Cui Wang stared at her bright red mouth, Zheng Wan was annoyed:

"what are you thinking?"

"...I didn't think so."

He hurriedly looked away, but the tips of his ears were quietly turning red.

When Mu Jiang saw that person again, he happened to see that person walking quietly with a female cultivator in red.

The female cultivator Jiao Nong spoke softly, and the cold white-robed sword cultivator held a small jade plate in the hand holding the sword. He didn't say much, and just put it into the female cultivator's mouth just right when she was taking a break. Stuffed with a yellow fruit.

The Huang Yiguo, which she couldn't get after asking for three pieces, was treated by the nun as a sweet snack.

And the way that man looked at the female cultivator in red reminded her of the warm and soft spring water after the ice and snow melted for no reason. But when he turned his head, the spring water turned into a cold and stern wind again, making people chill all over.

The man only glanced at her, then turned his head away.

But with a slightly sideways body, she firmly protected the red-clothed female cultivator in her territory with a protective posture.

Mu Jiang's nose suddenly became sore.

"Junior Sister, do you want to go up?"

the black cloak asked her.

Mu Jiang was about to shake his head, but the compass in his hand started to "buzz, buzz". After a flutter, the pointer pointed to the place where the two men were walking.

Forget it, time is fate.

"Senior, do you mind if Mu Jiang follows for a while?"

Mu Jiang raised his voice.

Zheng Wan heard the "Senior" in front of her, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows. She naturally saw this delicate beauty who looked just like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River—

But she was naturally small-minded and didn't say hello to anyone.

"Hey," she kicked him with her calf, "there is a beauty over there who calls you senior."

Cui Wang didn't know why her tone was ambiguous, but he clearly understood that part of her unhappiness came from herself, and part from the noisy woman behind her.

After careful consideration, he decided to correct a mistake Zheng Wan made:

"Wan Wan is wrong, she is not beautiful."

Cui Wang silently looked at Zheng Wannongli's eyebrows, blushing cheeks, and thin jade-like skin, and emphasized again seriously:

"It's not beautiful."

How could this man talk like this all of a sudden.

Zheng Wan was happy all of a sudden.

She swallowed the Huang Yiguo that Cui Wang sent with a mouthful of "ahhh".