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Chapter 3889 for help

After a week of hard work, Liu Zhengyang has refined 315 Daoxu Pills in the Secret Palace.

Although it is far from enough to give each person in the league one, the number is amazing enough.

Liu Zhengyang walked out of the room with Daoxu Dan, stretched his waist, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I have been tired for a whole week, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Speaking of which, I don't know what the cultivation achievements of Zhong Qinglei and Li Yang are like, so I should have made great progress, right?"

While speaking, Liu Zhengyang had already expanded his spiritual sense to find the location of Zhong Qinglei and others.

Considering that Li Yang, Zhong Qinglei and others did not have the ability to drive the power of the altar, Liu Zhengyang mainly searched outside the city.

Because as long as Zhong Qinglei and others don’t want to destroy the alliance, they can only go outside the city to train.

With his powerful spiritual sense, Liu Zhengyang quickly found the location of Zhong Qinglei and others, but...

"What happened?" Liu Zhengyang's face changed, and he blurted out with a scream.

Because he discovered with his powerful spiritual sense that there were not only Zhong Qinglei and others outside the alliance.

There is also a young man who has just broken through to the Taoist realm.

In the current alliance, young people who have just broken through to the Dao Realm can be said to be rare among rare animals.

Even among the families of many monks, there is not as weak as those of them.

However, when Liu Zhengyang discovered the existence of the young man, he still couldn't help but lit up his eyes.

Because that person is Xiao Qian himself!

Although he didn't know why he risked his life and ran to the league from a long distance, Liu Zhengyang was still very happy to see Xiao Qian again after so long. Just so happened that Liu Zhengyang used the newly refined Daoxue Pill to greatly improve Xiao Qian's strength.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhengyang's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot at an astonishing speed.

About twenty seconds later, he had already left the league and stopped in front of Zhong Qinglei, Xiao Qian and others.

"Xiao Qian, long time no see, why did you come to the league in person?" Liu Zhengyang smiled and said hello: "You can't miss your father, right? Don't worry, I'd better protect your father well, at least not in danger of life."

However, as soon as Liu Zhengyang finished speaking, the smile on his face froze.

He originally wanted to give Xiao Qian a strong hug, but he couldn't really take action.

Because Xiao Qian's body was covered in blood, he obviously came here after a bloody battle.

Of course, what really made Liu Zhengyang give up the idea of ​​embracing Xiao Qian was not because of the blood on Xiao Qian's body, but because Xiao Qian's right arm had been broken shoulder-to-shoulder and had not stopped bleeding so far. Through the tattered clothes and hideous wounds, Liu Zhengyang could even see the broken bones.

"What happened? Who hurt you like this?" Liu Zhengyang asked in a trembling voice.

While asking questions, Liu Zhengyang was very afraid and his spine was getting cold.

Judging from Xiao Qian's injuries, he was only one line away from death in the previous battle.

The blow that interrupted his arm would take a little off, and it would cost Xiao Qian a life!

In other words, Liu Zhengyang almost never saw Xiao Qian again!
Chapter completed!
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