第1章 有女泯然众人

A woman is lost in the crowd

As a cultivator, Minran has always been committed to the cause of survival and surviving cautiously. But she seems to have done a little bit better?
During a certain training, the cultivators fell into a trap.
The demon laughed loudly: "You are dead after being hit by my demon prison burning intestines!"
Everyone was panicked.
Demon: "Unless you have the soil from the roots of the smallpox as a lure!"
The cultivators: Who would care about that kind of thing!
Minran silently opened the storage ring, found the storage bag marked with 564, and poured out a lot of soil from the roots of the smallpox.
Demon: "...Without the sarcophagus powder containing my body, you will die!"
Minran silently dug out the storage bag number 619.
Demon: "... and the thousand-year-old silt of the Hell Sea, the snow on the top of the polar iceberg..."
Facing the expectant gazes of the cultivators, Mingran embarrassedly picked them up for a while, and piled them all in front of the demon. When the demon was so angry that he vomited blood, he smiled shyly, "Thank you for your help, otherwise I really don't know how to detoxify."
Demon: "... Puff!"
Vomited three liters of blood, and died!
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