Yang Feng saw that the reason why Lin Luo could support this time from just now was nothing more than the continuous stream of true qi. This also made him feel extremely scared, because he had never seen a cultivator who could have such true qi at the seventh stage of the martial arts.
Everyone below was also sighing. In today's battle, everyone was excited. One by one, the bullfighters who seemed to be injected with chicken blood, wishing to step on the crowded crowd in front of them and watch the battle closer together. Under the influence of this atmosphere, the fight here also attracted more people.
Although some of the rich gentry on the stage did not have much power in Tianyun City, some of the large cultivation sites were provided by them, including daily daily necessities, cultivation supplies, etc. Now they looked at the people on their own and had the opportunity to defeat those professional warriors. This made their hearts full of shock and excitement.
Lin Luo did a good job of disguising. He didn't want to reveal his identity, and he didn't want the Lin family to know that he was here. Lin Luo had already had enough of what the Lin family did. This time he would have to use his fists to create a new world. No one could stop my own wishes.
Lin Luo suddenly felt endless courage in his heart, as if Yang Feng's extremely sharp attack in front of him had also been diluted a lot. He swung his fist straight up. At this critical moment, Yang Feng suddenly chose to change the risk. This was the most intuitive feeling in Lin Luo's heart after seeing Yang Feng's action.
Hong Linluo was directly hit by this punch and hit the stone slab under the ring. A series of dense needle-shaped wounds in his heart were slightly covered with green blood, and his expression gradually became dazed: "I finally lost. I'm not convinced."
"Your martial soul inheritance is indeed amazing." The man in a green warrior robe looked down at Lin Luo on the ring. The blood on his right shoulder was stopped and he continued to say hoarsely, "But you are not cruel enough now."
"It is inevitable that you lose if you are not cruel enough to yourself and if you are not cruel enough to the enemy." After saying that, the man in the green warrior robe disappeared on the ring, and Lin Luo also fell into a coma.
A ray of sunshine shone on the bed in the early morning, "Where is this?" Lin Luo woke up in shock, looking at the four walls filled with flowers, calligraphy and paintings, while he was lying on the soft collapse of plum blossoms.
"I'm awake, I'm awake." The smell of sandalwood was scattered everywhere. The blue wooden door was filled with crisp and pleasant sound like a yellow oriole.
"It's you, He Jiao, why are you here? Where am I?" Lin Luo immediately heard it, and his right arm moved gently, and then the soreness that filled his body suddenly surged up, causing Lin Luo to grin.
"Who told you to move around?" He Jiao, who had two small braids on the back of her head, jumped over, with two flushed glows on her fair and crystal-like face, and her crystal-like eyes stared at Lin Luo curiously.
"Is there a flower on my face?" Lin Luo glared. Why did this girl look at her with a strange look in her curiosity?
"Ahem, let me see." He Jiao blinked at Lin Luo, then sat next to Lin Luo, and suddenly groped with her little hands on Lin Luo.
"What are you doing?" Lin Luolian covered her peach blossom quilt.
"Tsk" He Jiao curled his lips, "I am not interested in you."
"I'm just curious that you were hit by Yang Feng's sting and just fell asleep for a day and woke up like no one." He Jiao's big eyes opened with a big watery eyes. Just as Lin Luo was thinking, He Jiao suddenly stretched out her white hand and pinched Lin Luo's nose, making a giggle.
"Yang Feng... is the guy who fights me?" Lin Luo ignored He Jiao's teasing and looked at her solemnly.
"Hmm?" Seeing Lin Luo looking at her solemnly, He Jiao turned her head and played with the braids draped over her shoulders, and nodded lightly.
"He is so cruel." Lin Luo recalled Yang Feng, a man in a green warrior robe. When he found that Long Chong was moving inside, he made up his mind to cut off his right arm and then knocked himself off the ring. He never had this courage. No wonder he said he was not cruel enough.
"Should I be more cruel to myself?" Lin Luo thought, then looked at He Jiao and said, "Does he be willing to break an arm for the victory of the Martial Arts Pavilion?"
"Have you never heard of the Life-Extension Pill?" He Jiao glanced at Lin Luo from the corner of her eyes.
"What is that?" Lin Luo tried hard to search for the life-extending pill in his mind, but unfortunately he found nothing.
"Stupid" He Jiao smiled foolishly, and then said, "Do you have heard of it?" Lin Luo rubbed his index finger awkwardly and said, "It's similar to a doctor." He Jiao rolled her eyes and patted her little hands and said, "You can understand it in this way with your IQ."
"Um."
"Okay, I'll tell you, sister." He Jiao explained, "There are not only various weapons on the Tianwu Continent, but also all kinds of magical pills."
"Pills are different from weapons. All cultivators with force can refine weapons by themselves, while pills require cultivators with wood and fire attributes to be able to."
"The pills are divided into seven grades, corresponding to martial artists, martial artists, martial arts kings, martial arts saints, human immortals, and real-person cultivators."
"And the Life-Extension Pill is a first-grade elixir that can achieve the effect of continuing the body, so Qiansha will recover as long as he takes the next Life-Extension Pill and then attaches it to his right arm." "So that's it." Lin Luo nodded. Both of them were silent for a moment. Lin Luo put on his black warrior robe and sat up, bowed to He Jiao, "Thank you."
"No need to be because my sister wants to collect money." He Jiao laughed, her big eyes narrowed into half a moon, looking very enchanting. Lin Luo pulled her mouth and was a little stunned, and asked subconsciously: "How many?"
"Often you spend ten blood stones in the Douwu Pavilion, and you sleep in this girl's cute and fragrant small wooden bed. Of course, the price has to be calculated separately..." He Jiao thought with her white and green green fingers, "Besides, I am still worried about you for several hours. You have to compensate me for this mental loss. Your sweat stains must be flowing on my cute wooden bed. I have to wash it clean. You will get this number for this manual fee."
Lin Luo listened to He Jiao nagging for a long time, and he was almost broken. Even talking to him had to count money. Does this girl really have a brain in her mind besides money?
"Oh, are you fine?" Lin Luo interrupted He Jiao's nagging to herself with a hard temper.
"Ah, you scumbag, you interrupted the account that I have been calculating for so long. I still let people live. If you can't afford to pay more money, you must resolutely increase money," He Jiaojiao shouted.
"Why are you like this?" Lin Luo looked at her speechlessly, "Say, how many"
"Ten Blood Stones" He Jiao smiled and stretched out her index finger.
Bang Lin Luo fell to the ground directly. He thought this girl would speak loudly, and there were eight hundred or so, but in the end he had a blood stone. To be honest, Lin Luo really looked down on this little money. After all, he directly earned nearly four thousand blood stones when he killed Liu Tianming last time, and he had not yet touched that wealth.
"What's wrong? This is what you should do." He Jiao blinked her thick and cute eyelashes, and looked at Lin Luo carefully and said with a little worried, "Is there too much?"
"I can get a 20% discount." He Jiao lowered her head, her little face blushing.
"Give it." Lin Luo lost the bonus for defeating Yang Feng last time and said with a smile, "Thank you for saving me."
"A lot of money" He Jiao looked very happy. She took the bloodstone and immediately stuffed it into the red sleeves. Then she said with her waist, "Sister is very generous, pick up whatever things in the room."
"No, I just feel speechless." Lin Luo's words were still hidden in his throat, and a strong attraction suddenly came into the green force in his body. What was attracting himself? Lin Luo's eyes swept through the entire thirty-square-meter boudoir. That's it? Lin Luo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a small piece of painted white steel beads under the peach red wardrobe suddenly appeared in the eyes. At first glance, the white steel beads were nothing surprising, only the size of an adult index finger, but as Lin Luo became more and more attentive, the feeling of intimacy became stronger.
"I want that." Lin Luo suppressed the excitement in his heart.
He Jiao waved her hand and said, "If you want a small thing with a cabinet, take it. But you have to say thank you, otherwise I won't give it to my sister."
"Thank you." Lin Luo resisted the urge to pinch her face and was very unwilling to thank her.
"I'm so good." He Jiao raised her petite chest and her face was full of excitement.
"If you have no health, leave quickly, otherwise my sister will have to collect money again." He Jiao pushed Lin Luo to the door.
"See you goodbye." He Jiao smiled and walked into her boudoir with a smile, stretched her waist and fell on her small wooden bed.
"Oh, it's so smelly." He Jiao stood up with her nose pinched, "What a stinky man." Of course, Lin Luo didn't hear a word about He Jiao's bad words. Just as He Jiao cleaned up her boudoir, Lin Luo had already found a restaurant to move into. In a narrow and monotonous guest room, Lin Luo sat cross-legged at the head of the bed, and could no longer stop the excitement in her heart, and even took out the white steel balls in her arms.
"What is this steel ball? How could the green force in the body be so excited?" Lin Luo suppressed the green force that was about to break out of his body, very confused.
Is this good or bad? Of course Lin Luo can't figure out this question now, but what makes him feel scared and worried is that although this steel ball seems to be an ordinary iron item, if you take it in your hand and look closely, you will find that there are deep ditches with different heights and ravines on it.
However, from the outside, there was no clue. This surprised Lin Luo very much. You must know that with his current vision, even if he couldn't see the origin of this thing, there shouldn't be such a big difference. Yesterday, in He Jiao's dark hut, if there were some reasons to say that he couldn't see the bead clearly, then what happened to him today is like Lang Lang's daydreaming.
A question surged in Lin Luo's heart, which made him puzzled.