Chapter 524

Qiao Yanran looked at his pitiful appearance, took out some spirit stone from his arms, handed it to his palm, and said generously: "take the flowers."

In this city, ordinary gold and silver are useless. Hard currency is the soul stone.

This place borders on the demons. The spirit power in the air is thin, but the evil spirit is strong. Therefore, in daily practice, you must use the spirit stone.

Jun yelan looked at the spirit stone in his little white hand

It's treating him like a beggar.

This morning, he had taken advantage of the other side's lack of defense, his own strength was higher than the other side, and he quickly won the other side.

It's incredibly smooth.

Just now in the process of fighting, Jun yelan also felt the identity of the other side clearly in his heart.

Ordinary demons will never have such profound cultivation. Even the twelve demons are a little worse than that.

The identity of the other party can only be the devil.

But Jun yelan didn't expect that when he captured the other party and planned to seal it again, his strength suddenly soared.

His cultivation surpassed him in an instant.

Although it didn't last long, Jun yelan suffered internal injury and turned into a larva.

Mozun himself was also shocked.

He won the seal hundreds of years ago.

Did not expect thousands of years later, he just came out of the land of seal, ready to do a big job, was caught again?!

And the strength of the other side, it is too high! All kinds of cultivation methods are perfect, and there are almost no flaws.

In this battle, he was very subdued and even more subdued in his heart.

Even though his accomplishments have fallen by a large margin, his foundation is still there. He should not be caught so easily! After he played all his cards, he finally used a kind of forbidden technique and didn't escape.

It's like death before victory.

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Qiao Yanran looked at the little doll in front of her, looked down and thought, reached out and touched his little head, and said in a soft voice, "little friend, my sister has something important to do. I'll leave first, and you'll go home early."

She said, straight up, around the little doll, subconsciously looked at the arms of the communicator, see still no news, the heart is lost.

Joe Yanran raised her feet and left.

Jun Ye Lan watched her leave, stretched out her hand and grasped Qiao Yan Ran's clothes corner.

He suffered an internal injury, and now he has no way to use Lingli. Naturally, he has no way to reply to Qiao Yanran. He can't even go back to his own house.

It's the first time in hundreds of years that this happened to him.

I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Qiao Yan Ran looked at the leg of the trousers which was pulled, and looked at the little baby on the ground.

It's very late now.

If it's not safe for him to be on the street like this, send him home.

Qiao Yanran squatted down, wiped the dirt on his face, asked: "little brother, where is your home? My sister will take you home

Jun yelan shook his head, sipped his lips and didn't speak.

"You have no home?"

Joe Yan Ran looked at him not to speak, acquiesced that he was a little mute.

She took another look at his tattered appearance, and a little compassion rose in her heart.

The child's parents must have died in the war, leaving the baby alone.