Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

The sword was unsheathed.    

A cold light flashed in the night sky, giving off a strong silver light that reflected off of it.    

Hu Qingyang felt a black shadow approaching him, his reaction was extremely fast, and did not hesitate to pull out the sword in his hand.    

Wielding the treasured sword in his hand, he stared fixedly at the black shadow that was flashing towards him. A fierce light flashed through the depths of his eyes.    

"Who is it!" he shouted.    

Moonlight flickered, illuminating a slim figure in a soft yellow glow. Under the moonlight's radiance, her face was reflected into his eyes.    

"It's you!"    

Seeing the face of the approaching person, Hu Qingyang heaved a sigh of relief.    

"Hu Qingyang, right?!" Chen Yao slowly walked over and asked him. Her voice was extremely touching.    

"Yes, what might you call me?" Hu Qingyang nodded at her.    

"I'm surnamed Chen!"    

"Oh, Lady Chen. It's already late at night. I don't know why you're here …" Hu Qingyang asked her in a probing tone, the sword in his hand was still in its original position, he did not relax his guard.    

"Is your companion healing? "Don't worry, I'm here to deliver a healing medicinal pill to your companion. His injuries are too severe in the evening, and if you don't consume a high grade medicinal pill, I'm afraid you won't be able to recover before tomorrow afternoon!" Chen Yao glanced at him, but then smiled sweetly. She knew in her heart that he was being cautious.    

Once he said that, Hu Qingyang thought again, with the other party's identity, there was no need to scheme with him and Wu Hao, so he immediately pushed the treasure sword back.    

"Miss Chen, you really came to deliver a healing pill for Young Master Wu?" He asked doubtfully.    

"Why would I lie to you? Of course I'm serious!" Chen Yao looked at him and smiled slightly, he then handed the porcelain bottle over to him and said: Hey, take this, this is a low rank third stage Gold Injury Pill, it can quickly repair normal injuries.    

"Low Rank Gold Injury Pill!" Hu Qingyang's hands trembled, and the porcelain bottle almost fell to the ground.    

Third step ah!    

It was actually a tier 3 medicinal pill!    

To him, even the Rank 1 Medicinal Pills he got from the Guilds of Medicinal Fragrance a while ago was hard enough, and that was the first time he saw a few of them.    

To think that the other party would use a grade-3 pill in his first move!    

Rank 3 was a pill that the mortal world did not possess.    

Seeing his shocked expression, Chen Yao chuckled again.    

"Remember to feed it to your companion. I'll be leaving first!"    

After hearing that, Hu Qingyang immediately reacted, he anxiously cupped his fists and bowed to him, then excitedly thanked him and said: "Thank you Lady Chen for the medicine!"    

"Hehe, no need to thank me. Let's go." Chen Yao chuckled to him once again, and with a flash, he swiftly disappeared into the darkness.    

"Young Master Wu is really popular!" Holding the porcelain bottle that contained the low level three Gold Injury Pill, Hu Qingyang could not help but exclaim: "It actually attracted the Celestial Sect Disciples to personally come over to give it a gift!"    

After sighing.    

He did not hesitate anymore and quietly entered the makeshift tent without a sound.    

But despite that, Zhuang Liandie, who was currently recuperating from her injuries, noticed Wu Hao's arrival and suddenly opened her beautiful eyes.    

"That... Lady, this is the healing pellet that the Tianwu Gate's Lady Chen sent over. Did she give it to Young Master Wu to consume? "    

Hu Qingyang held onto the porcelain bottle, looked at the sexy Zhuang Liandie, choked on his saliva, and said to her with great difficulty.    

Hearing that, Zhuang Liandie frowned, she retracted all the Spirit Qi in her body, and her palms immediately left Wu Hao's back.    

Only then did she ask him, "What kind of healing pill is it? Show me … "