If he can seize it, then from now on, it will be no longer a dream to make a smooth rise and improve his cultivation base.
And Jun Muyan has no spiritual root, no cultivation base.
From now on, it will be his plaything, let him bully and spoil at will.
After being excited for a while, Qian Hongxiao suddenly thought of something, "But uncle, you also know that Jun Muyan is extremely powerful, nephew, I want to use force on her, I'm afraid..."
"Useless stuff!" Qian Feng gave him a contemptuous look, "With me here, what are you worried about? I am also a Golden Core cultivator, no matter how powerful that Jun Muyan is, how can he still escape from my Wuzhi Mountain?" ?”
Qian Hongxiao was overjoyed, and asked again and again: "Uncle, what's your plan?"
Qian Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he stroked his beard with his left hand, picked up the glass of wine that Muyan had just drunk with his right hand, and said with a sneer: "That Jun Muyan is quite courageous, but after all, she is a little girl, and it was in my Yin Meng In the palace, even if you drink my wine mixed with medicine, you won't notice it at all."
Qian Hongxiao's eyes widened in shock, "Uncle, did you drug this wine?"
"Heh, if I didn't make all the preparations, would I have such a showdown with her?" Qian Feng sneered, "This wine is for the cultivator's hands and feet to be weak in a short period of time, and the spiritual power cannot be circulated [Thousand Miles Drunk] ], it will occur after one hour, and there will be at least twelve hours after the onset, allowing you to do whatever you want."
Qian Hongxiao immediately laughed wretchedly, "Jiang is still old and hot, uncle, you are really amazing. When my nephew gets his wish, I will never forget my uncle's kindness."
Qian Feng did not get carried away with complacency, but said with sullen eyebrows: "This Jun Muyan has a mysterious background and various means, even with [Thousand Miles Drunk] it is not safe. After a while, I will use Wukong to imprison her tent and guarantee No one in there can use spiritual power."
"Okay, uncle is still thinking carefully." Qian Hongxiao wiped the saliva from his mouth, "Tonight, I can do whatever I want with that bitch. When I wake up tomorrow, I will see how that bitch treats me again." Arrogant, hahaha..."
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Under the night of the windless square.
Liu Ruoxuan stood in a corner not far from Yinmeng Palace, weeping silently and sobbing softly.
Jiang Dahai, the Poshan sect, came out of Yinmeng Hall, and when he heard the woman's low and suppressed cry, he couldn't help frowning, and asked sharply, "Who?"
Liu Ruoxuan turned her head, revealing a pale face covered with tears.
Seeing that it was Jiang Dahai who came out, she immediately shook her body as if frightened, and timidly said in a crying voice: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to..."
As soon as Jiang Dahai saw her face like a little white flower, pity surged in his heart.
At the same time, she also remembered her name, "You are Liu Ruoxuan from Mingyue Sect?"
"It's me." Liu Ruoxuan wiped away her tears, and saluted Jiang Dahai with a forced smile, "I met Senior Jiang."
Jiang Dahai saw her weak Liu Fufeng, coquettish and timid, and couldn't help but soften his voice, "It's so late, why are you crying here alone?"
Liu Ruoxuan's tears fell again, "I, I didn't pass the exam, and I failed my mother's expectations, woo woo woo..."
Jiang Dahai naturally knew about Liu Ruoxuan's achievements.
Even why Liu Ruoxuan fell from the top ten to the last nearly forty, he could see clearly from the virtual projection.