My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker: Fanwai-Qiao Mu and Xuanhuang against the sky, accepting disciples in previous life

　　 [Little Joe, you are the child I fished out of the void.

　　 I don’t know your origin, but I can also feel the hostility in your body.

　　 Originally I thought, I walked around with you, I can relieve your anger, no matter what, after a long period of time, there has been no change...]

　　"Maybe the fate has not yet arrived..." The white-clothed monk glanced at Xuanhuang with a light eyebrow, "Is it God's will? Want her to wait for someone with fate?" He muttered to himself.

　　 Immediately, a golden light overflowed from the fingertips, but seeing the light soaring, it bounced to the center of Qiao Mu's eyebrows, and went in with a swish, then disappeared.

　　 The child rolled his beautiful big eyes, and suddenly fell back when his body became weak.

　　 Xuanhuang held her body for a moment, then picked her up, a trace of anger passed between her eyebrows, and opened her mouth to scold, "Smelly monk, what are you doing?"

　　"Please don’t get me wrong, the female donor, the poor monk just put the mark of the golden talisman and jade urn into Xiao Qiao’er’s consciousness, and it will not harm her body. After a while, she will wake up on her own."

　　Golden Fuyuyu? Everyone was taken aback, and then they all opened their mouths together.

　　"But there are a few words in the landslides of the mainland, and there are a few words about the lost Talisman technique?"

　　 Isn’t the technique of runes not an ancient legend? Master Fu Lu also existed before?

　　 Everyone has always thought that most of the things recorded in the mainland histories are absurd, and there is no factual research.

　　 original, it turns out that there really is an orphan such as Jinfuyuluo.

　　 The white-clothed monk nodded honestly, "Yes. It is the lone gold talisman jade urn that records the heaven and earth, the magic of the talisman, and the poor monk came to the Dark Forest this time to find this thing for Xiao Qiaoer." /

　　 "Speaking of which, the poor monk's luck is pretty good."

　　 Now the jaws of Xuanhuang, Guardian and the group of people have fallen off, one after another in my heart: Nima, since it is such a treasure, why can't you secretly say it's not alright? Want to shout so loudly that everyone knows? ?

　　 is probably too arrogant about his own strength.

　　 Against the sky, he thought to himself, this young monk didn't even look at the ants in front of him.

　　 So it doesn’t matter whether a secret is not a secret.

　　 As long as he is there, others naturally cannot **** the golden talisman from the little girl.

　　 But...Looking at the monk speaking calmly, when luck is pretty good, why do they want to smoke his calm face?

　　 Is this good luck? This is luck, okay?

　　 Xuanhuang looked speechless, and floated forward a few steps, and handed the child in his arms to the monk, "Don't leave her alone and throw her away alone."

　　 The monk in white fixed a glance at the sleeping child, shook his head and said, "Let her follow you."

　　 "Huh?" Xuan Huang was startled.

　　 "You have a bond between master and apprentice, this is God's will." The monk said lightly, "Let her follow you, okay."

　　"You should know her condition. I took her around, originally trying to reduce her anger, so that she can, come and go, and reverse her chaotic life trajectory."

　　 The monk said with a faint expression, "Unfortunately, for so long, this child has kept his heart closed, his obsessions and grievances are deep, he has never spoken aloud, and his hostility is still unabated."

　　"The golden talisman and jade urn have the power to stabilize the spirit and protect the spirit by itself." The monk paused and said in a low voice, "I hope you can send her back to the original track one day. I'm tired of everything!"

These words of the monk 　　, the people of Xuanhuang and Xuanhuang narrowed their eyes, and glanced at him with a trace of scrutiny.

　　 Other people can't understand it at all. What comes and goes to reverse the trajectory of life, they don't understand.

　　 What is something about Xuanhuang and Guardian? This monk can see that they control the power of time and space.

　　 Whether the power of time and space can finally turn things around, even they don’t know about it. How did the monk know that they have such a great ability?

　　 Against the sky, raised Xiao Chuan's hand, and closed his fallen chin barely.

　　 Do you need to know all the people who preach the golden talisman and jade flute?

　　 The two of them understand that the monk is not confident in his own strength, but in Xuanhuang, Tianwei and the others!

　　 I believe that with their strength, they will definitely be able to protect the little girl who is carrying a treasure.

　　 Even if the secret of Jin Fu Yu Lu is known to all, with the strength of Xuan Huang and Tian Guards, it is possible to protect Xiao Qiao'er from any harm.

　　 But, why do they all have the urge to beat this monk to death from the bottom of their hearts?

　　How can this monk be so disgusting?

　　 As if not seeing the black and gray faces of the crowd against the sky, the monk turned around and left.

　　The white monk's robe has open sleeves, and the robe sleeves flutter and flutter between the walking rooms.

　　 Xuanhuang frowned, raised his face to look at the monk’s back, "You have been with her for many years, and you just left? Don’t wait for her to wake up, and take another look?"

　　 "It is destined to be separated, and a few more glances are also to be separated. Why..." The monk waved his hand, jumped up, stepped on the cliff, shrank into an inch, and left in two or three steps. far.

　　 When the monk's figure disappeared above the cliff, Xuanhuang felt the child in his arms move, and looked down.

　　 The child opened his eyes abruptly, and the dark fundus was solidified.

　　 moved her small arms and legs, Xuan Huang let go, let her climb her body slippery, and jump to the ground.

　　 The little girl seemed to be in touch~IndoMTL.com~ She ran under the cliff and looked up at the top of the cliff that connected to the sky. She had become a black-spotted monk.

　　 I can’t see at all...

　　 tightly held the sleeping little unicorn in her arms, and the girl's long eyelashes flickered a few times.

　　 Suddenly, his small face wrinkled, biting his thin mouth, large drops of tears slipped from his eye sockets, and the springs were generally unable to stop them.

　　 Xuanhuang sighed softly, walked to her and squatted down, touched the little girl's head gently with a face, and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and her heart was slightly astringent, "I will never leave it again. Are you ready?"

　　 The little girl seemed to have been hit hard, sobbing and crying.

　　 Hearing her words, he raised his head slightly, and met Xuan Phoenix's ink-like clear eyes.

　　 cried slightly, and looked at her fixedly for a long while, still with a slight suspicion in his eyes.

　　 Until Xuanhuang smiled slightly, he said softly, "I promise, good boy."

　　 The little girl cried out with a "wow" sound, and immediately opened her hands and threw herself into Xuan Phoenix's arms.

　　"I will call you Xiaobao as a teacher in the future, okay?" Xuanhuang reached out and touched the child's head, and smiled and hugged her up.

　　 "Bring you home as a teacher."

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