"My grandma's hands are so dirty!"

Chu Tian was holding a jar of medicinal wine and rubbing a large bruise on his chest with a grimace on his face.

Looking at the bruise, it looks exactly like a foot.

Zi Xiaosheng was still immersed in the plot of "The Palace of Eternal Life" and Chu Tian was courting death again, using "Ten Years of Life and Death" to stab him in the heart. When Zi Xiaosheng was about to burst into tears, Chu Tian ran to him to ask for benefits, and he would be beaten up if he didn't!

"It's okay, it's okay, my bones and flesh are strong, I can bear it!" Chu Tian rubbed the medicinal wine vigorously, and streams of heat seeped into his skin and flesh. The pain in his chest gradually eased, and the originally black bruise color dissipated a little.

A dozen feet away, Zi Xiaosheng got some strange objects made of pure gold and silver from somewhere. These long and short, straight and curved gold and silver objects were put together on the ground to form a circular magic circle with a diameter of several feet.

The sunlight shone on the magic circle, and countless fine runes sparkled on those golden and silver creations. At first glance, it looked like countless twinkling stars, stinging people's eyes.

Zi Xiaosheng took out dozens of purple crystals and placed them on the magic circle. He shouted softly and placed his hands on two plate-sized circular runes in the middle of the magic circle. Wisps of purple flames spurted out from his palms, and the entire magic circle quickly burned.

The magical and magnificent purple halo covered the forests covering an area of ​​several acres. Purple flames lingered on the burning magic circle, and the purple light beat like a heart. An inexplicable breath of life spread from the magic circle. Chu Tian clearly felt powerful vitality constantly merging into his body, and his spirit suddenly recovered a lot.

"Huh? This medicinal wine was applied in vain!" Chu Tian felt a tingling sensation in his chest. He lowered his head suddenly and saw that the dark blue bruises on his chest were rapidly disappearing. Soon the skin and flesh returned to normal. A trace of blood seeped out of the pores, and the bruise soon healed completely.

"Yellow cat, black loach, and you black dog, white sparrow, come here quickly!" Zi Xiaosheng stood in the burning magic circle with a dark face, and roared impatiently at Hu Dali, Black Snake, Agou and Aque.

Just now he was being moved to tears by Chu Tian's story, and Chu Tian spoiled the mood by asking him for a favor. It was like someone suddenly spilling a handful of rat shit in the bowl while he was tasting delicious food.

Although he had already kicked Chu Tian, ​​Zi Xiaosheng was still in a bad mood, feeling awkward and depressed. He wanted to find a few blind guys and beat them up until they were a bunch of pigs.

Hu Dali suddenly straightened his chest, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and shouted heroically: "Little white face, Dali brother is a tiger demon, not a cat! Look at Dali brother's arms, look at Dali brother's thighs, look at Dali brother's waist, and Dali brother's sturdy..."

Zi Xiaosheng grinned, and his two neat little silver teeth flashed a cold light.

Behind him, purple air filled the air, and a huge hand formed from purple air appeared out of thin air, slapping down heavily. With a loud bang, Hu Dali was slapped to the ground by Zi Xiaosheng, and a large pit of about two meters in diameter and three feet deep appeared on the spot. Hu Dali twitched all over, vomited white foam and fainted in the pit.

Chu Tian dropped the bottle of medicinal wine in his hand and covered his forehead weakly.

"Hu Dali, you are such a fool! Could it be that when you were little, your father used a mallet to hit you on the head and made you stupid? He is truly your father!"

Really, didn't you see Chu Tian, ​​whose strength soared, whose internal martial energy was overflowing and whose meridians were about to burst, couldn't resist Zi Xiaosheng's casual kick? Hu Dali's current cultivation was far inferior to Chu Tian's, not to mention his secret magic and supernatural powers.

This rascal is so brave that he even dares to show off his big and thick treasure to Zi Xiaosheng. He is really courting death!

The hand formed by the purple air grabbed Hu Dali's neck and slammed him into the magic circle. Zi Xiaosheng laughed sinisterly and kicked Hu Dali hard on the forehead. A low tiger roar sounded, and Hu Dali's body squirmed and changed. In a few breaths, he returned to his original form, a three-meter-long colorful tiger lying in the magic circle.

"You guys, hurry up!" Zi Xiaosheng hooked his finger at the stunned Black Snake, Agou and Aque, and sneered, "Do you think it's easy for me to set up this magic circle? Do you know how much this purple crystal is worth?"

Aunt Feng, who looked haggard and pale, was standing aside. When she suddenly heard Zi Xiaosheng calling himself "Laozi", her body shook violently. She stared blankly at Zi Xiaosheng, who looked as if nothing had happened, and her pretty face twitched.

Chu Tian looked at Aunt Feng Zixiao with a bit of sympathy. Why didn't he learn to be a good kid? Where did he learn these street talk?

"Come on, brothers, don't make things difficult for Brother Zi. Although Brother Zi has a big family, we can't let him spend more money for no reason!" Chu Tian stared at the purple crystals in the magic circle that were shining and emitting a huge aura, and laughed softly: "Hey, these purple crystals are very valuable, right?"

Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng rolled their eyes at Chu Tian at the same time without saying anything.

Black Snake, Agou and Aque walked into the magic circle cautiously.

Zi Xiaosheng waved the jade flute in his hand, and the three people were hit on the back of their heads at the same time. They fainted without even a groan. Zi Xiaosheng's body shook and he quickly left the magic circle. He shouted in a deep voice: "Aunt Feng, help me keep an eye on them. When it's almost time, let them out."

Aunt Feng nodded and walked slowly to the magic circle.

Zi Xiao whistled and walked slowly around the magic circle. Every time he took a step, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, leaving a shining purple rune on the ground.

Chu Tian had sharp eyes. He recognized at a glance that this purple rune vaguely carried the shadow of the purple talisman with a dragon head and a phoenix tail. However, it was not as simple and heavy as the purple talisman with a mixture of gold and red in the Great Dream Divine Canon. It had a unique sense of sacred majesty and strict rules.

After walking around the magic circle, Zi Xiaosheng stepped on the ground and left 108 purple runes of different shapes.

These runes burned, and one hundred and eight thin pillars of fire were about ten feet high, surrounding the entire magic circle.

The purple flames in the magic circle squirmed, and thin wisps of flames drilled into the seven orifices of Hu Dali and the other three. With a "beep" sound, a large amount of dark and filthy liquid began to flow out of the skin of Hu Dali and the other three.

After Zi Xiaosheng had stepped on 108 footprints, he was already sweating profusely, and a stream of heat rose from his head to a full three feet high.

"Ah, you four little monsters got a good deal!" Zi Xiaosheng sighed helplessly, and with a movement of his sleeves, four thumb-sized golden pills flew out and hovered above the heads of Hu Dali and the other three.

Strands of golden light exuded a rich fragrance, which continuously penetrated into the bodies of Hu Dali and the other three.

The aura of Hu Dali and the others gradually became mysterious and mysterious, and gradually an extremely wild and ancient temperament emerged.