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Three hundred and seventieth chapters pregnant(2/2)

After settling Jian Xing'er's matter, Liu Wuxie planned to take a walk in the city and become familiar with the environment here.
After releasing all the burdens on her body, Myolie Jian was in a much brighter mood. She was talking and laughing on the way, and she was completely different from when she was going down the mountain.
After walking around for a whole day, until it got dark, the two of them got up and rushed towards Tianbaozong.
Stepping on the flying sword, the two of them landed outside the mountain gate half an hour later.
Go up the stone steps.
"It was him who stole Senior Brother Zhang's spiritual treasure!"
Before entering the mountain gate, three figures suddenly swept down from above. They were Mei Zizheng and Zhai Gaofang, with a young man beside them.
As expected, the extra man should be the Senior Brother Zhang that Mei Zi was talking about.
On that day, he placed the spiritual treasure on Mei Zizheng for safekeeping, but it was taken away by Liu Wuxie. It had already been refined and became part of the evil blade.
It was already late at night, and there was no one at the mountain gate.
This month, Mei Zizheng and the two were on duty again, cleaning the fallen leaves at the mountain gate. In the morning, they saw Liu Wuxie leaving Tianbaozong.
He has been staying here, waiting for Liu Wuxie to come back.
Jian Xing'er was confused and didn't know what happened, so she turned to look at Liu Wuxie.
The strength of the so-called Senior Brother Zhang is not low, and he is in the third level of Tiangang.
"Zhang Zihui, why did you block our way for no reason?"
Myolie Jian knew this person and called him by his name, so why did he stop them.
Jian Xing'er knew most of the inner disciples of the sect, and Zhang Zihui, by chance, came from the same mountain peak as her.
"Jian Xing'er, you have nothing to do with me here. This guy stole my spiritual treasure, and today is the day he dies."
Zhang Zihui waved his hand and told Jian Xing'er to leave quickly. He didn't know the relationship between the two of them and thought they came back together by chance.
Jian Xing'er wanted to speak, but Liu Wuxie held her shoulders and signaled her to stop talking.
Looking at this posture, Zhang Zihui has no intention of giving up. No matter how much he talks, there will inevitably be a fight in the end.
This slight movement made Zhang Zihui's eyes shrink. Jian Xing'er was a dignified inner disciple, but she actually listened to the words of an outer disciple. This was incredible.
"To tell you the truth, it is impossible to return the Lingbao to you because I have already refined it. As for why I refined it, you should ask them both."
Liu Wuxie said it directly.
That token has been refined a long time ago, so I'm not afraid to let him know about it.
"What, you actually refined my spiritual treasure!"
Zhang Zihui suddenly jumped up as if someone stepped on his tail.
He worked hard for several years to refine a spiritual treasure. He did not dare to refine it too big for fear of not having enough materials, so he refined a palm-sized spiritual treasure.
Fortunately now, it was actually refined by Liu Wuxie, and the terrifying murderous intention formed a huge wave and surged towards Liu Wuxie.
"Boy, can you make up an even more outrageous excuse? How can your little outer disciple refine my spiritual treasure? Please hand it over obediently."
Zhang Zihui quickly calmed down. It was impossible to refine spiritual treasures in the true elixir realm. There was only one possibility. Liu Wuxie lied.
Only Jian Xing'er knew best that Liu Wuxie did not lie. The evil blade he refined was of a very high level and contained spirituality comparable to ordinary innate spiritual treasures.
"believe it or not!"
Liu Wuxie shrugged, not bothering to explain to him.
If you want to fight, he will accompany you. If you don't want to fight, you don't have time to accompany him to ink here.
"Boy, you forced me to do this, so I have to kill you and get my spiritual treasure back."
Zhang Zihui was also unwilling to talk nonsense and swept his palm towards Liu Wuxie with unparalleled momentum.

Chapter completed!
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