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Chapter 447(1/2)

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"You bitch." Liu Jiang's face suddenly turned pale when he heard this, and he slapped Nangong Xian'er.

Nangong Xian'er said he could tolerate it, but he didn't expect that Nangong Xian'er would humiliate his father and mother so much. If these words spread, he would put his already pitiful father and mother in such an embarrassing situation that he could not tolerate at all.

But how sensitive Nangong Xian'er's reaction was and how fast she was. She kicked Liu Jiang's lower abdomen and kicked Liu Jiang backwards. She wiped four meters on the ground before slowly stopping.

"Puff..." Liu Jiang opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, and rolled on the ground with his lower abdomen. The pain was too severe, making his eyes dark.

"The power of anger was collected, the power of sadness was collected, and the power of affliction was collected, and the power of fear was collected." Nangong Xian'er sensed the progress of the secret technique and walked towards Liu Jiang step by step. She looked at Liu Jiang from a high place, touched the storage bracelet on her wrist, then took out a long sword, raised it high, and her voice was cold, "No one dared to call me a bitch, I'll kill you."

"What is she going to do?"

"madman."

The students around were frightened. They did not expect that Nangong Xian'er would actually kill people in school.

A student immediately ran to the principal's office to inform him of what was happening here.

The next day, Liu Jiang felt that he had nothing to do, so he went to the main house.

The head of the Liu family, as the four major families in Lingjiang City, occupies an extremely vast land area, and the main entrance of the mansion is very wide, enough for fifteen or sixteen people to enter in parallel.

On both sides of the gate, two big men standing two meters tall, holding spears and wearing armor.

There was a red tiger around each of them, one meter tall and nearly two meters long.

This red tiger is a bronze high-level monster, the flaming demon tiger.

"Don't be so reserved. The marrow cleaning pill is of high value, and it is very dangerous to take it out. Moreover, the marrow cleaning pill is violent and someone needs a guardian. You can refine it here. I will protect the Dharma for you." Liu Ze said gently.

"Yes." Liu Jiang nodded respectfully, not daring to disobey Liu Ze's words, and sat cross-legged on the ground and opened the jade box.

Inside the jade box was a white pill the size of a quail egg. The pill exuded an extremely strong fragrance. Taking a deep breath, Liu Jiang felt that all the pores in his body were about to be opened, which was particularly comfortable.

It is the marrow washing pill, but there are two small tooth marks on it.

Liu Jiang was a little confused, and then raised his head and swallowed the marrow washing pill.

When the marrow-cleaning pill enters the body, it turns into a rich hot stream and spreads into the body, and Liu Jiang's body suddenly turns red.

"Practice the exercises." Liu Zechen shouted.

Liu Jiang quickly calmed down and used the top yellow-level martial arts to temper the body of the gods and demons, guiding the hot heat flow to run along the meridians.

But because the tendons and veins are too small, the pain is particularly severe.

Liu Ze stepped forward, reached out and put his hand on Liu Jiang's back, injecting gentle spiritual power to help Liu Jiang control the violent drug power.

Only then did Liu Jiang breathe a sigh of relief, guiding the heat flow, and the fortune of each cycle of the world was in the process of reincarnation.

The heat flow tore his tiny meridians apart, and then repaired them in an instant. Slowly, the meridians as small as Liu Jiang's embroidery needle became about the same thickness as a toothpick, and the meridians became much more tough.

Liu Jiang opened his eyes, felt the strangeness in his body, widened his eyes in surprise, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

His speed of absorbing and refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has doubled.

It's a full double, what does this mean? It means that one hour of cultivation can match two hours in the past.

At this time, a foul stinking spread, and he suddenly noticed that there was a layer of black oil on his body, which was unbearable.

"You guys have discharged so many impurities, it seems that you have a good harvest this time." Liu Ze said lightly, "Liu Xiao, take Liu Jiang to wash up."

"Thank you, the patriarch." Liu Jiang bowed to the end. If it weren't for the patriarch's help, it would never have been possible for such a good result this time. He might even tear the tendons and veins completely and cause permanent damage.

Liu Jiang gritted his teeth and looked at Nangong Xian'er, laughing with a hint of sadness in his eyes. He actually fell in love with such a femto-scorpion-hearted woman.

Nangong Xian'er raised his long sword and slashed it hard at Liu Jiang's head.

The long sword finally stopped at the place where Liu Jiang's neck touched, and even a thin blood mark appeared.

She looked at Liu Jiang blankly, her mood was extremely complicated. In the moment, she collected enough sorrow, the extremely strong sorrow power.

The power of the seven emotions has been collected, but she is not as happy as she imagined. She feels that it is Liu Jiang who influenced her.

But soon, she suppressed her messy thoughts. She glanced at Liu Jiang indifferently, put away her long sword, turned around and left school.

The main task she had already completed when she came to Lingjiang College, so there was no need to stay in Lingjiang College.

Liu Jiang stared blankly at Nangong Xian'er's departure back, his heart was as if he was cut by a knife, sad, angry, sad, and even a little reluctant to leave.

In school, because of his poor talent and low cultivation, no one looks down on him except Yang Jian. At home, his parents also prefer his younger brother with better talent and he has no share in anything good.

This month, he felt the first feeling of being loved, cared for, cared for, and thought about.

That feeling is really warm.

Liu Jiang's eyes became heavier and he slowly fainted. A tear fell on the corner of his eyes, and it dripped across his cheeks and dripped on the ground.

At noon the next day, Liu Jiang opened his eyes slowly, his eyes dripping from tears.

"Xiao Jiang is awake, old man, Xiao Jiang is awake." Seeing Liu Jiang wake up, Wang Rong immediately wiped away her tears in a hurry and shouted outside.

Seeing his mother's concern, Liu Jiang's nose felt slightly sore.

My mother hasn't been so concerned about him for a long time.

He closed his eyes and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes in a daze.

"Xiao Jiang, are you okay now?" Seeing Liu Jiang close his eyes again, Wang Rong was frightened and immediately cried.

"It's okay, just the eyes are a little sore." Liu Jiang said, because his throat was dry and his words were a little hoarse.

"Don't worry, the old patriarch has sent a doctor to check his injuries. The injury is not serious. He can recover in just three days. It's just that he is exhausted and has been unconscious for so long." Liu Zhen, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, limped in, patted Wang Rong's shoulder to comfort him, and then said, "Go and bring a bowl of the meat porridge."

"Yeah." Wang Rong nodded, then limped and ran out.

Liu Zhen sat beside the bed and looked at Liu Jiang with some distress.

When Liu Jiang saw Liu Zhen's face was particularly miserable, he couldn't help but ask, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Nangong Xian'er's little bitch's family was beaten. They were so cruel that your father was almost beaten to death by them." Wang Rong limped in with a bowl of soup. Hearing Liu Jiang's words, he said angrily.

Liu Zhen turned his head and glared at Wang Rong fiercely, and Wang Rong immediately shut up.

"I'm fine, so I just rubbed it for a while, and this meal was not in vain. The old patriarch and his family members blocked the Nangong family's restaurant. The Nangong family finally compensated us for two marrow cleaning pills." Liu Zhen touched Liu Jiang's head and said with a smile. Liu Jiang realized that his father's two front teeth had also fallen.

"One of the patriarchs has been taken to your brother, and another one is on the patriarch's hand. When your injury recovers, go to the master's house and get it from the patriarch." Liu Zhen said with a smile. He was very happy. It would be too cost-effective to replace two fourth-grade marrow cleaning pills in one go.

As the name suggests, its function is to cleanse muscles and marrow, eliminate impurities in the person's body, and improve the martial artist's cultivation qualifications.

Such medicinal effects have made countless warriors covet him day and night.

But the Marrow Cleansing Pill is a fourth-grade spiritual pill made by a fourth-grade alchemist using a large amount of spiritual herbs and medicines.

There is only one fourth-grade alchemist in the entire Lingjiang City, that is Ye Chen, the president of the Alchemist Association. He has a respectable status, and even the powerful black gold warrior of the city lord of Lingjiang City must give him three points of courtesy.

Not to mention Lingjiang City, there are not many alchemists in Qingzhou who can refine marrow washing pills.

There are too few fourth-grade alchemists, so there are naturally not many marrow cleaning pills.

The medicinal effect of the marrow cleansing pill is too attractive, and the quantity is rare, making the marrow cleansing pill extremely expensive.

The fourth-grade Marrow Cleansing Pill is worth 120,000 gold coins. Even if he removes his old bone and sells it, he can't buy any medicine residue.

You know, his blacksmith shop earns only four or five hundred gold coins a year.

Of course, the most important thing is that the patriarch strongly led people to block the Nangong family’s restaurant, otherwise he would have been in vain for this meal. How could the Nangong family compensate for such two marrow cleaning pills?

Like humans, the level division of monsters is divided into black iron, bronze, silver, gold, black gold, legend, extraordinary, saint, and god from low to high.

However, there are only three cultivation shackles at each level, so they are divided into primary, intermediate and advanced.

This adult Fiery Demon Tiger is a high-level bronze beast. It has extremely strong physical fitness and can spit flames. Its combat power is a little more powerful than that of a bronze level nine warrior.

The Flame Demon Tiger is extremely bloodthirsty and has a super fierce reputation.

However, these four flaming demon tigers are very well-behaved, because they are all contract soul beasts of men around them, and they are very human. Without the orders of their masters, they will never hurt people.

However, when the pedestrians who occasionally passed by on the road saw his tall and mighty flame demon tiger, they still couldn't help but feel angry and did not dare to get close.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, he and his parents will come to the host's house. He has been here many times.

But every time I see the flaming demon tiger, I can't help but be scared.

Liu Jiang came to the gate and looked at the flaming demon tiger, and he was still instinctively afraid, which was human beings' instinctively fear of being able to kill themselves in seconds.

However, this time, in addition to fear, he was more amazed, marveling at the powerful foundation of the Liu family. The four bronze-level flame demon tiger bronze-level warriors watching the gate. What kind of foundation is this.

The fourteen-year-old boy clearly felt the powerful foundation of the master for the first time and clearly felt his own insignificance for the first time.

With his current qualifications, even if he struggles for a lifetime, he will only have the possibility of becoming a bronze-level warrior.

And even if he becomes a bronze-level warrior, he does not have his own signed soul beast.

You should know that monsters have spirits. Only a few monsters will sign contracts with human strong men. Many people feed monster cubs and take good care of them for more than ten years, but they still cannot sign a soul contract with them.

In other words, even if he struggles all his life, he will not be qualified to guard the master.

Liu Jiang stared blankly at the mighty man and the flaming demon tiger beside him. Looking at the tall, wide and domineering door, he couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"My father said, those who have ambition can succeed. The city lord can rise to the end, and I, Liu Jiang, can also get the marrow washing pill and improve my physical qualifications. This is the first step in my rise." Liu Jiang gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage, and stepped forward.

"What's wrong with you?" The strong man in charge of looking at the door asked in a deep voice. He did not despise Liu Jiang's clothes at all, and showed his good qualities.
To be continued...
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