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"A fourth-level qi-training monk is still holding a high-level treasure in his hand, but he was consumed by a second-level qi-training monster for three hours, and the treasure in his hand is invalidated! Shen Qingyi, if

You are not a disciple of Luohong Hall of Lingdao Sect, nor a disciple of Master, you have fallen long ago!"

Lu Jingqing's words were neither fearful nor strict, and his cold tone made Shen Qingyi's body freeze suddenly.

"I remember that when I was in the sect, my master told you again and again how immortal cultivators should deal with danger, and you nodded in agreement every time! You also said that you want to become stronger and you have to work hard to survive? But look at you

What you look like now! Is this what you want to become stronger? Is this what you call surviving?!"

Shen Qingyi's tears fell one drop at a time.

Seeing Shen Qingyi's appearance, Lu Jingqing couldn't bear it, but he didn't stop there.

"Shen Qingyi, this is not a mortal city! If you want to be comfortable and live an ordinary mortal life, maybe you can stay peacefully in the academy in Kunbei Territory and work as a handyman. Maybe you can still live like a mortal.

of decades!”

"Now that you are here and have chosen this path, don't give yourself a chance to regret it! Do you think your inability to kill monsters today is so-called kindness? Shen Qingyi! This is the world of immortality! The strong are respected! Suitable!

The only one who survives! Your so-called kindness may not only have no effect, but may also put you in danger or even perish! It may also drag down the people around you!"

"Have you ever thought about what if you were to go out to practice alone today without us? Or maybe we are not strong enough? Shen Qingyi, kindness is sometimes a good thing, but kindness is not stupid! You

Have you considered the consequences of your actions?! Have you ever thought about us?! Thought about the sect?! Thought about the master?!"

Shen Qingyi could no longer control his trembling body, and tears poured out crazily.

"Why are you crying! Tears of the weak! They are the most worthless thing in the world of immortality! Pick up your weapons!"

As soon as Shen Qing lowered his head, the long sword that fell to the ground was already full of cracks, and there were still blood stains on it that had not dried up.

The surrounding area became extremely quiet due to the battle between one person and one monster beast not long ago.

Shen Qingyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He tremblingly bent down and picked up the sword.

He raised his head again, his eyes slowly becoming determined.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Jingqing's face also looked better.

He handed Shen Qing a bottle of healing elixir.

"Hurry up and pack up. We have wasted too much time along the way. There is still a tough battle to be fought on the next road."

The high-level qi-trained Gale Tiger cannot be compared to these small fish and shrimps.

Shen Qingyi took the healing pill and quickly repaired his injuries under the protection of several people.

At the end of the moon, the forest at night was quiet except for the sound of some unknown insects.

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

The people lying on the ground could not help but prick up their ears and cheer up.

Under the hazy moonlight, I saw a gray-black shadow flashing past.

Lu Jingqing in front immediately made a silent movement to several people, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.

The gray-black shadow continued to be elongated in the moonlight-shrouded forest. After a few breaths, they finally saw clearly what the shadow was.

The big guy in black and white has a pair of long fangs, and the sharp fangs still glow coldly in the night.
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