Immortal Voices Chapter 103: Uneasy
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Shen Jiuliu looked at Yang Ming with clear eyes, and said in a calm tone: "No."
A wave of waves appeared in Yangming's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Neither am I."
They looked at each other and then moved their eyes away tacitly.
The two of them should have arrived earlier than Rong Xian. It’s hard to find a place where they live. The monks come and go along the way. If they ran towards the destination with careless swords, the fun would be great. .
The two had no choice but to walk toward the mountain on foot, and occasionally met casual cultivators who had the same temperament, and would get together, which also caused Rong Xian to arrive a long time earlier than the two.
San Xiu is still on the way forward, the major immortal families and sects have sent elders to lead a team to encircle the stone bridge stream.
At the top of the mountain, all the people and horses occupy a hill separately, staring at the village below, trying to find a way to get the legendary treasure.
On the east side of the mountain, a middle-aged man wears a gorgeous brocade robe, his long hair is bound by a tall jade crown, and he is fluttering with fairy spirit, and his face full of righteousness has a faint smile. Good impression.
He looked at somewhere under the mountain, and asked the big disciple beside him in a gentle voice: "Yuan'er is right there."
Anyang still has a brocade robe and a jade belt, holding a folding fan in his hand. Hearing the master's question, he glanced at the place and replied: "Yes, master.
Major Chongguang raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of joking in his voice: "I heard that you had a relationship with Rong Xian, and now even the younger brother has been sent out as a guard. If you really like people, the master can ask Tsinghua Old-fashioned marriage proposal."
Hearing the words of the real person Chongguang, Anyang was sweating profusely, and quickly refused: "Master, if I like it, I will go after it myself, so don't make trouble."
Chongguang's face collapsed, and his tone was quite resentful: "How can being a teacher add to the chaos? Being a teacher is not for your lifelong affairs, and being a teacher was both a father and a mother when you were a child. You are not allowed to pull your **** and piss, and now you have to take care of your marrying a wife. How can there be such a good master as me in this world? You are still not obedient, and you dare to say that you will cause trouble for the teacher. It’s so kind to feed the white-eyed wolf, it hurts so much."
The blue veins on Anyang's forehead couldn't help but jump. He clenched the folding fan tightly, showing no demeanor. He gritted his teeth and groaned: "Master, please shut up."
Mr Shigemitsu: "...you a rebellious disciple, you even care about what the master says."
Anyang was immediately turned blue with anger, and veins appeared on the hand holding the folding fan.
#Every day I want to kill the teacher series#
Seeing that the disciple was irritated, the real person Sogo closed his mouth in a jealous manner, lest the disciple would really commit a master killing, then he would be ashamed of the ancestors of Yuxiaomen.
On a hill opposite them, a group of monks in simple dresses looked at the village below with indifferent eyes, and the headed old man said with a gloomy look: "I didn't expect the Yu clan to hide here, but they would hide it." /
Beside him, an old woman with white hair stared at the foot of the mountain and asked: "You said that you found the breath of the Lord Xixin in Rong Xian, is this news reliable?"
The old man said cautiously: "A Qi from Wuxinya personally told Ning Yue, I also accidentally learned that there is nothing wrong with thinking about it."
The old woman took the crutch and tapped the stone at her feet, and said: "I have been looking for the artifact for two thousand years. If I can't find it again, I am afraid it will be difficult for the Lord to explain."
The old man said in a gloomy tone: "Don't worry, there is the essence of the sword emperor to attract people in this world. I can take Rong Xian away secretly, and then I will ask the Lord Chuxixin about the news and find the artifact."
The old woman closed her eyes and sighed: "I always feel a little uneasy."
The old man glanced at the people around him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, no one here is my opponent."
On the hill a little bit shorter than their top, a group of children from a family of demeanors, acquainted with friends and servants, are like clouds.
They are all elites in the family, both strength and appearance. This time I came here with the elders of the family. First, they have a long experience. Second, I want to see if they are related to the essence of the sword emperor.
Among this group of people, a girl in a simple dress stood pretty on the edge of the cliff, muttering in frustration: "Why Brother Jun hasn't come yet? I hope Brother Jun will get what she wants in peace."
"Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with him." A steadfast voice came from behind her, and the woman walked over in the city lord's uniform with complicated tattoos.
"City Master Yan." The girl cried out in surprise: "Why did you come out? Brother Jun said that your injury is still not healed, so you should take a good rest."
Yan Fei shook her head, her eyes full of longing and said: "No, the closer you are to Juncong, the more unstable I will be."
"I think you miss him." The coquettish voice sounded out of thin air, and the bones of the crisp people were a little soft.
The girl blinked, and smiled and shouted: "Sister Qianqian."
Yan Fei frowned when she looked at the people who came by with a big smile: "Qu Qianqian, have you forgotten your identity, here are all righteous monks, are you a witch of the demon sect rushing to find death?"
Qu Qianqian walked up to the girl, squeezed her cheek, and said without fear: "Look at Xiaowan, how good she is, who is like you, the name of a witch with her mouth shut, hate it."
Then she giggled and said, "Those righteous monks don't dare to move me now. My father and the elders of the magic door have come a lot. If they don't want to leave here alive, just do it."
Xiao Wan glanced at Yan Fei quietly, put out her tongue to please Qu Qianqian and said: "Sister Qianqian, Yancheng Master also cares about you, don't blame her."
"Really?" Qu Qianqian looked at Yan Fei with a non-smiling, charming face: "Then I have to thank her very much."
Yan Fei gave a cold snort and did not answer. Qu Qianqian looked down at the mountain and said softly: "It seems that Jun Cong is there."
Xiao Wan curiously said: "I don't know what Brother Jun has gained from following Doctor Rong."
Yan Fei said sourly: "Of course I have gained. I heard that Rong Xian is quite beautiful. I think he is reluctant to think about it."
Qu Qianqian clapped her hands mischievously and said with a smile: "Oh, it seems we will add another sister soon."
Yan Fei sneered and glanced at the tent behind her and said: "Don't let Bai Changyue hear what you said. If she is sad, Jun Cong will be blamed."
A trace of loss flashed in Qu Qianqian's eyes, and her enchanting look was restored again: "Jun Cong has been following Rong Xian to find a solution for her illness, and the relationship between them is really deep. "
"Big Brother Jun and Miss Bai are childhood sweethearts." Xiao Wan said in a low tone.
Ling Jun, who was also secretly rubbing with Lu Yuan and following Rong Xian, never thought that his women would overturn the vinegar altar. He raised his head and glanced at the surrounding mountains, only feeling depressed.
"Wood, do you say that Rong Xian knows that she is surrounded?" Ling Jun asked in a low voice towards Lu Yuan, looking at Rong Xian who seemed to be unaware of drying the herbs.