Without saying anything, he stubbornly grabbed Tang Ning's hand and put the white jade square box into his hand. Tang Ning frowned, "Sister Chunzi, you?"

"Tangning, you can take a look at the things first, and then listen to me finish it. It will not be too late for you to refuse."

Everyone said this, and Tang Ning couldn't refuse his face too much. Then he picked up the white jade square box and looked in front of him, and then wanted to open the lid. Unexpectedly, as soon as the crack was opened, a refreshing fragrance of grass and trees spread out, which made people feel shocked. Tang Ning exclaimed, his eyes surged. Just after smelling the smell, the almost dry spiritual power in his body showed signs of strong surging, and he could clearly feel recovery. With his knowledge and understanding of spiritual medicine, he knew that this medicine was absolutely extraordinary. Unexpectedly, the Japanese scorpion island country could also refine such a top-quality spiritual medicine. It seemed that he really underestimated the people of the world! Fearing that the medicine was leaking, Tang Ning hurriedly put the lid on and smiled bitterly: "Sister Junzi, your gift is really..."

"Tangning!" Junko Kasahara said coquettishly, making Tangning unable to say anything afterwards.

He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, Sister Junzi, please tell me. I'll listen carefully."

To be honest, the pills in the white jade square box are really scarce for Tang Ning now. He originally had such pills, but they didn't have much inventory. He couldn't bear to use them until the crisis was in a crisis. When my aunt left, the treasures left for him were all native, sealed very well, and most of them were not refined. Moreover, Tang Ning's method of refining medicine was not very good. I thought that if there was something wrong, I would take it directly, although the effect would be reduced. However, there was no way for him to refine medicine. But the thing he recognized now brought out by the cheap sister made Tang Ning feel angry. He really wanted to stay, but he couldn't stand it. When he saved people, he had a different purpose. Now that he gave back a gift to repay his kindness, Tang Ning was embarrassed.

Since that's the case, let's hear what she wants to help herself!

Noyama Asakusa's cultivation level is higher than that of him, so he can see from the other party's face and bones that something is wrong, but he is not sure what it is. But Junko Kasahara is different. Tang Ning had already seen it thoroughly when he saw her this time. If he could help, he would be at ease. If it didn't work, it would be too late to give it back to her.

At the same time, in another room not far from here.

Genyishiro sat cross-legged opposite Kasa Yoshimu. There was a low red-brown long square table between them. On the table was a set of authentic purple clay tea sets. The heat was surging and the water was steaming. Kasa Yoshimu skillfully showed the Japanese tea ceremony.

"Master Yuanyi, I wonder what the test results are? Can you tell the origin of the Chinese Tang master? Was Miss Junzi really rescued by him?"

Speaking of this, Genyoshishiro couldn't help but tighten his fists. The two words in his palm had already faded and were gradually disappearing, but the faint burning feeling in his palm was difficult to retreat for a long time, and it was even more and more severe. I believe that this embarrassing experience will be unforgettable for a long time. He nodded, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It should be true that Junko was saved by him. As for his master's origin, I haven't seen it, and I have not yet figured out how he escaped from my illusion. You must know that there are many strange sects in the world.

Among the magic, illusion is one of the very few singular techniques. It can be true or false. When it is considered true, the harm is true and the pain is also true. What is important is that it does not act on the body. The damage is directly the spirit and the brain organization of the human brain. Unless the other party's mental power is very large, the spiritual platform is clear and dust-free, and any external object is difficult to shake. Such people are mostly masters of Buddhism and Taoism and those who are good at spiritual cultivation. But that Chinese boy is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, he cannot cultivate to the level of Buddha's power, right?"

The tea fragrance was everywhere. Yoshimu Kasara filled the green tea brewed after six or seven hand-steps. He pondered the language and said: "There is a huge difference between martial arts and the Jianghu Qimen, so Master Yuanyi, you don't understand the Jimu very much, but Master Yuanyi, what you mean is that the previous test only proved that Miss Junko said was true, but it did not prove that the Chinese youth's cultivation strength. Can Yoshimu understand it so much?"

Genyi Yashiro shook his head slowly and was slapped, and the other party used an unknown method to make a move. From this point of view, he had to admit that he underestimated the Chinese boy named Tangning.

"No, no, that's not the case, Mr. Jimu, I can guarantee that if you can get his assistance, then the positive pressure you will face will be reduced a lot in the future."

"Where are you, Master Genyi? Or follow your oath and cannot take action? You should know that except for Chiyo Momura, the other enemies you will be attacked, are all foreigners, and there are no Japanese. I believe this will not conflict with your oath, right?"

He just picked up the teacup and raised it to his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, approached the mouth of the cup, twitched his nose, and took a deep breath of the tea fragrance with pleasure. The rich fragrance penetrated into his heart. Hearing this, Genyi Yashiro put down the teacup in his hand. "Sorry, Yoshimu-kun, it's not about which country the enemy came from, but about I can't do it on the ground in China, and I will never do it. This was the oath made by the old man when he personally participated in the signing of the 'five/no violation' clause. The oath of the thriller is very effective, and there is a way of heaven in the dark. I can help you test it, but I can't help you deal with the enemy, so, sorry."

The answer was expected. Although he felt regret and heavy pressure, Jimu Jiazuo had no choice. The atmosphere was condensed for a moment. Jimu Jiazuo asked again: "Master, how likely is it that Chinese Tang can agree to help? And can he alone guarantee the personal safety of the young sect leader during this period?"

"This..." Genyi Yashiro held the teacup and shook it gently, thinking while savoring, it would take about five or six minutes. He said in a heavy voice: "Yimujun, this may be difficult. Please forgive Genyi for saying that from the news gathered from all aspects, there are as many as five Qimen masters who sneaked into China through various channels this time. They are all Qimen rookies with deep backgrounds. There is a saying in the Chinese world that is very good. If you beat the small ones, you will come to the big ones, you will be a group of big ones. And if you don't take action among the thrillers, you will be extremely dangerous, and you will suffer casualties. There will be no buffering space in the middle, and you will be a hard-to-resolve death hatred."

"This kind of hatred will eventually become more and more powerful as the participation of the master's power behind him. It will affect a lot. In China, there will be a powerful master's sect behind him, which is certain. Otherwise, he, a boy of seventeen or eighteen, would not have such unfathomable means of cultivation. However, Ji Mujun, you have been in China for so many years, and you should know that people in this country, especially men, usually have a habit. They pay attention to doing things simply, decisively, and not dragging on the mud. The personal troubles will be taken on one shoulder, and they think that being a good man will definitely not involve relatives and friends and the power of the master's sect behind him."

"Authentic, this is a hero, a hero, a real man should have the responsibility, courage and method of acting, but in some ways, it is also stupid."

"I don't know how to use the power around me well, and don't know how to share my own pressure. Once they die and die in the hands of the enemy or opponent, then the relatives and friends of the masters behind him will not sit idly by and avenge them, but the result is still unchanged. Although it is just a one-time relationship, I saw a kind of opinion in that Chinese boy. This opinion was originally difficult to see in people of his age. But I think I will not read it wrong."

"What do you mean by Master Yuanyi?"

"It may be difficult to get assistance from China Tang!"

“It’s hard?”

"Yes, I'm afraid it's not easy."

"Is there really no way to do it?"

"There is no way, unless..."

"Unless what? There is a glimmer of hope, Jimu will not give up."

"Yimujun, don't worry, the key point is not you or me, but Miss Junko Kasahara."
Chapter completed!