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King Qian looked at him with a smile, "Old Xingchen, things have really turned around for us."

Old Man Xingchen seemed as if he had not heard anything, and while adjusting his breath, he was looking for loopholes in this space. At this moment, he had not lost confidence in his magical power in space.

King Qian sneered, "No need to waste your efforts. Don't think about it. With my understanding of you, how can I come to you without making any preparations?"

"How are you doing?" Old Man Xingchen took a deep breath and looked at King Qian with his old eyes.

King Qian suddenly stopped smiling, "Hand over the blood pill first, and let's talk about the rest slowly."

When Old Man Xingchen heard this, he smiled and said, "Jiu Feng wants this blood pill. Are you sure you want to take it?"

King Qian spread his hands, "If it's Jiufeng's business, it has nothing to do with me. He will only look for you, not me."

Old Man Xingchen hesitated when he heard the words. Indeed, what Jiufeng wants is the Supreme Blood Pill. He won't care what happened to you. When the time comes, he will ask you to get it. If you can't take it out, he will only ask you to hold him accountable.

"Bao Ying..."

Seeing the hesitation of the old man Xingchen, King Qian snorted coldly and tried to make Bao Ying take action.

"etc."

Old Man Xingchen quickly stopped. He had just experienced how powerful Baoying was. If Baoying punched him again, he would not be able to bear it.

A smile appeared on King Qian's face.

Old Man Xingchen reluctantly took out the stove.

The furnace lid opened, and a blood-red pill containing a huge amount of blood flew out.

King Qian stretched out his hand, and the pill came into King Qian's hand. King Qian took out a jade bottle, took the pill inside, and handed it to Zhan beside him.

The war was handed over to Chen Muyu, who carefully put it away.

I didn't expect it to be so easy.

This Bao Ying is truly unparalleled in combat power.

"The blood pill has been given to you. Everyone, how do you want to stay?"

The hole in Old Man Xingchen's chest had been repaired as before. His eyes stayed on Chen Muyu for a moment, then turned to King Qian again.

Although this blood pill was hard-won, his own life was obviously more important. If the blood pill was gone, he would have to refine it again later.

There are so many seventh-level powerhouses on Yuntan Star, so it’s impossible for all of them to be captured by those eighth-level powerhouses. There will always be some left.

The idea is good, but can he leave today?

King Qian just smiled and took a few steps back.

Bao Yingfu stood up again.

"King Qian, you don't keep your word." Old Man Xingchen was furious.

However, Bao Ying had already taken action, and her fist was already on him in an instant.

…

King Qian spread his hands, "I just said that after handing over the blood pill, we won't talk about anything else. I didn't say that I would let you go. Besides, I am a villain to begin with. Isn't it normal to break my word?"

Listening to King Qian's words, the faces of Zhan Dui next to him changed slightly.

This guy is indeed a dangerous person.

Old Man Xingchen's body flashed in the void from time to time. Every time he appeared, he would be blasted away with a punch by Zhu Ying, and his whole flesh and bones were smashed.

Totally abusive.

Bao Ying obviously had the strength to destroy him, but she couldn't. Instead, it was more like a cat playing with a mouse.

"boom!"

Baoying punched down, and Old Man Xingchen hit the top of the mountain with a bang.

The damaged body recovered quickly again, but the aura on his body was far less powerful than before.

"Fellow Taoist, spare my life."

Baoying's figure slowly floated down, and old man Xingchen finally couldn't hold on anymore and shouted out those words that hurt his self-esteem.

What use is self-respect in the current situation?

"Hahaha……"

King Qian smiled heartily, "Old Xingchen, you too have today."

Old Man Xingchen almost burst into tears, "Fellow Taoist King Qian, I admit my defeat. Whatever you want, I will give it to you."

"The Rebirth of Financial Giants"

This is what the old man calls the law of the jungle. At this moment, he explained the meaning of this word clearly and vividly.

"hehe."

King Qian sneered, "It's not that I want to kill you today, I just want to help this fellow comrade avenge his brother. Therefore, your life or death is not decided by me."

Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, was King Qian doing this to bring hatred to him?

Old Man Xingchen looked at Zhan and said immediately, "I have handed over the Supreme Blood Pill, should it be enough compensation?"

Before Zhan could speak, King Qian shook his head, "No, it's not enough."

It's not enough, yes, it's just a blood pill, how can it make up for it?

"What else do you want?" Old Man Xingchen asked.

King Qian raised his eyebrows, "I want you to be willing to accept this fellow Daoist Chen as your master."

"What?"

Old Man Xingchen was startled, almost thinking that there was something wrong with his ears and that he had heard wrongly.

"Do you want me to repeat it again?"

King Qian frowned slightly, "I want you to recognize him as your master."

This, of course, was ordered by Chen Muyu.

Although a strong man in the middle of the eighth level was very unbearable in the hands of Zhu Ying, it is undeniable that he can be regarded as a figure among the eighth level. It would be a pity to destroy such a person. If It is of course the best if you can use it for your own use at the lowest cost.

This time Old Man Xingchen heard clearly, and subconsciously looked at Chen Muyu, then smiled, "King Qian, are you kidding me? This person is only a seventh-level person, do you want me to recognize him as my master?"

What a joke. A mid-eighth-level great master considers an early-seventh level master. How funny it would be if word spread.

There was no smile on King Qian's face, "This is not funny at all. You don't have much time. Make a decision quickly. If you don't want to, then from now on, there will be no one like you in the world of gods and demons."

It doesn't sound like a joke at all.

Next to him, Baoying showed off his momentum at the right time and touched his fists.

The smile on Old Man Xingchen's face gradually froze, and his eyes fell on Chen Muyu, with obvious hesitation and struggle deep in his eyes.

"If I recognize him as my master, will you really let me go?" Old Man Xingchen obviously didn't trust King Qian.

His mind has become more active. He considers this boy his master. It's just a temporary humiliation. It doesn't matter. As long as he can survive, this woman can still guard this boy. When the time comes, he will naturally see it. Look at your own methods, including King Qian. This woman can protect you for a while, but cannot protect you for a lifetime. As long as your strength does not recover for one day, you have hope of revenge.

King Qian calmly spread his hands and said, "I always keep my word. If you don't believe me, I swear to my heart that as long as you recognize him as your master, you can save your life."

A promise?

When these words came out of King Qian's mouth, his taste completely changed. Can this guy be associated with the words "Yiyan Jiuding"?

But when he said his heartfelt oath, old man Xingchen had a glimmer of hope again.

"Okay, I, Xingzhen, originally recognized this little brother as my master. From now on, I will serve you and do whatever you want!"

Old man Xingchen had a serious look on his face, and immediately knelt down in front of Chen Muyu, holding his hands in his hands, "Xingchen pays homage to the master."