Se­nior, may have Zi Ling their new

Se­nior, may have Zi Ling their news, they now how?” Chu Feng asked that be­cause this was the mat­ter that he most cares about now.
„You could rest as­sured that not to men­tion is Zi Ling they, even if this Misty Peak per­son, crosses is very good, that Jiang Qisha dreaded that does not dare to move them, but pre­sent Im­mor­tal Ex­e­cu­tion Arch­i­pel­ago, al­ready be­came the Jiang Qisha pup­pet, nat­u­rally does not dare to vi­o­late Jiang Qisha Mean­ing, they are dis­ad­van­ta­geous to Zi Ling.” The first im­mor­tal said.
But after hear­ing these words, Chu Feng has then felt re­lieved, be­fore his ar­riv­ing win­dow, looks at that all over the sky stars, in the heart ac­tu­ally starts be­comes com­plex.
On the eve of the war, es­pe­cially is al­ways tran­quil, is the heart of Chu Feng, is ac­tu­ally not able to be tran­quil.
Al­though, Chu Feng has cer­tain as­sur­ance, but is al­ways fill­ing with the vari­able in the fu­ture, some­thing are not he can about.
At this crit­i­cal mo­ment, Chu Feng also feared that he is afraid of los­ing, he fears the de­feat, be­cause that was not only rep­re­sent­ing his death, but also was rep­re­sent­ing the Crip­pling Night Demon Sect surely brother, was rep­re­sent­ing Zi Ling and other peo­ple of close rel­a­tive, died with him to­gether.
But now, Chu Feng has not known that who own par­ents are, has not known that is who in his within the body, seal Eggy, an­other for­mi­da­ble World Spirit.
There­fore he feared, be­cause he, if died, all rid­dles are not all able to make known, there­fore this fight, he must win!!!
Mean­while, in Murong Mingt­ian the in­sti­tute of hous­ing, Jiang Qisha also here.
„What is this?” Murong Mingt­ian, looks at sev­eral com­pounded drugs that in the Jiang Qisha hand hands over, the brow slightly wrin­kles.
Be­cause these com­pounded drugs are very spe­cial, above por­trays the in­nu­mer­able [say / way] tiny spells, what is main is these spells, as if there is life to be or­di­nary, un­ex­pect­edly is wrig­gling slowly.
„This is my Curse Soil Sect trea­sure, is called Fu pill, this Fu pill re­fined the sev­eral years to take shape, al­though has with the for­bid­den med­i­cine sim­i­lar ef­fect, but has weak back­lash, and his drug ef­fi­cacy, com­pared with com­mon for­bid­den med­i­cine tyran­ni­cal many.” Jiang Qisha an­swered.
„Why do you be­stow me such trea­sure?” Murong Mingt­ian is very puz­zled ask­ing, be­cause of Jiang Qisha these words, told him, this so-called Fu pill, is al­most a price­less trea­sure.