Mistress, I Was Wrong Chapter 328: Training

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Little fat paper stubbornly held the bean sprouts and stood in front of Dongfang Minghui, unswervingly. When the other party moved a step, she also moved a step.

Dongfang Minghui glanced helplessly, thinking that she wanted to see the condition of the small bean sprouts that day, but the little fat paper was like a food protector, holding the small bean sprouts and running away, now the small bean sprouts are still there. Did not wake up, the other party took the initiative to appear in front of her again.

She is really pitiful as a nanny, and she will only be remembered when she is useful.

"Chu Lingge didn't say that Xiaodou Sprout was accidentally injured by the sword aura of the Guangyao Sword. It is estimated that it will be fine in a few days." Dongfang Minghui took out that day's words again and said, actually She didn't know what Jian Qi was.

After speaking, she walked around to see Sister Bai Rou.

But obviously, the same sentence can't convince Xiaopangzhi again. Xiaopangzhi moved and stopped Dongfang Minghui again.

Dongfang Minghui has some toothaches, Xiao Pangzhi is stubborn, but the nine cows can’t be pulled back, and the other party is patient with you. She can’t compare her endurance, "Or, let’s put it back. Go in my yard?"

Little Fatty Paper's eyes lit up suddenly.

Dongfang Minghui shook her head helplessly, feeling as if she owed this group of little guys in this life. When she was a child, it was enough to let her worry about it. She was all alone and let her continue to worry about it. She also opened up a flower garden, and buried a little bit of obsidian in a corner in a small open space, recognizing her fate to loosen the soil, until she felt that it was almost done, then let Xiaopangzhi put the small bean sprouts again Planted into the obsidian land, the spirit plants next to them swayed one after another, envious of the special treatment of small bean sprouts.

"Don't worry, whoever is the most obedient in the future will let you soak in the light of obsidian soil."

"Yes?" Little Fatty said worried.

"The ghost face tree spirit family are spiritual plants after all, but for all plants, the most favorite is the soil, sunlight and sufficient moisture, even the small bean sprouts are no exception." Dongfang Minghui did not say that a plant totals a powerful fire The Spirit Emperor is together like a moth, but these two are like a Siamese baby, and they don't know what to do.

Dongfang Minghui took out the yin and yang spring water in the space to water the small bean sprouts.

I don't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that the small bean sprouts watered by the yin and yang spring seemed to be refreshed, and the dying feeling disappeared a lot.

"Nest too."

"Want to ask."

"To the nests."

……

Dongfang Minghui has nothing to do, so she can only water a little bit for each of the spiritual plants. After this trip, the Yin and Yang spring water is reduced by one third, and she feels a little painful, "I can’t support these spirits. Planted."

Xiao Se just ignores it, she is often casual, and when she wants to soak in the Yin Yang Spring, she will pull the pig fairy grass together.

"Kang Dang."

Dongfang Minghui was taken aback by the sound, and rushed to the room when he reacted. Among the three people who were half-dead in the back mountain before, Qian Xianjun suffered the most serious injuries. The other two sisters recovered from the illness. , Holding hands and don't know where he went.

Qian Xian Jun was stranded in her courtyard.

As soon as she pushed them away, she saw the stool on the side of the bed with all four feet upright, beside it was a bowl that was broken into pieces, and the soup was sprinkled all over the place. Medicinal taste.

Qian Xianjun just fished over half of his body, as if he would roll off the bed in the next second.

Qian Xianjun's eyes narrowed the moment they opened, and she quickly recognized Dongfang Minghui. Her mouth was dry, as if she hadn't drunk a drop of water in a long time.

But in fact, Dongfang Minghui would wipe her lips with spiritual liquid every once in a while, but she still couldn't change much.

"Second Aunt."

"Who is your second aunt?" Qian Xianjun's voice was hoarse, and she still raised her brows, her eyes looked fierce.

For the time being, Dongfang Minghui doesn’t know if Qian Xianjun and Qian Zihang are in the same conspiracy relationship. She is only responsible for saving people. This "Second Aunt" is entirely for Qijie and Qian’s mother. Yes, she is going to be married into a thousand families.

"Since you are fully awake, then I will tell you the truth, your dantian has been destroyed, and there will be no possibility of cultivation in the future."

In other words, waste.

And it will age faster than normal people. If Qian Xianjun stands with Qian's mother, it is definitely not the relationship between the second sister and the fourth sister, and there should be more than one generation difference.

Qian Xianjun is not noisy, but it is beyond her expectation.

Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but slap her at her, only bluntly comforted, "Training well, you will get better a little bit."

Qian Xianjun glanced at her mockingly, then lay back on the bed, staring blankly at it, like a soulless person.

Dongfang Minghui immediately called people again, cleaned the house, re-decocted the medicine for her, brought it, and placed it on the bedside stool, "If you overthrow my medicine, I Everyone in a thousand families will come to see you for a joke, and change someone every other hour. I think it’s better to start with the old lady. After the old lady, whether you want to see your uncle or Qian Zihang, I can meet your requirements. "

Qianxianjun, who had no reaction at all, showed a fierce gaze. She stared at Dongfang Minghui, as if she was about to rush to bite her blood at any time.

Dongfang Minghui smiled harmlessly at her, "Mr. Qianxian, death is too easy. You have been dragging your last breath. Isn't it just to be able to return to Qianjia?" Otherwise, there is no need to wait. They went to rescue, the other party was already dead.

Qian Xianjun's eyes trembled slightly, "Feed medicine."

Dongfang Minghui took advantage of the situation and asked the people outside to bring a little maid over to wait on Qian Xianjun closely.

In the blink of an eye, half a month later, this stinky and stubborn second aunt was finally able to go to the ground on her own. Although walking was not easy, it was much better than lying in bed for the first half of the month. Dongfang Minghui also secretly relieved.

Qian Yiling has also visited her several times. Each time the two women muttered in the room, most of them were talking about things from their childhood, as if they were cherishing something, whatever the topic was. The form begins and ends with a sigh.

Dongfang Minghui knew that it was because of her current hearing and the gossip of Lingzhi's chirping, these little guys are very gossiping, they even discussed the gossip of Xiaopangzhi and Xiaodou Sprout.

The longer the bean sprouts, the better, and the time to wake up is longer and longer. The credit goes to the two little guys Xiaoguang and Dingding.

Dongfang Minghui didn’t notice at first, the small bean sprouts are stationed in her little spirit planting garden, left alone and independent, through obsidian soil and yin and yang springs, their spirit has been getting better and better, even occasionally Like other Lingzhi, he would greet the daily sun by shaking his head and shaking his head, but he just kept his eyes open and broke the little fat paper on the side.

That day, Ding Ding came back from Fu Yeshu and asked for Xiaoguang. Dongfang Minghui was so quarreled by it that he threw Xiaoguang out.

The two didn’t run around, they just played around in the yard. They were either digging or scurrying around. They were noisy. Most of them were Xiaoguang who disliked Dingding. Two different races, one flying in the sky, One ran on the ground, and hated the old and the new, Xiaoguang remembered all the pain lessons of the previous two times on Dingding's head, which led to two scenes of you chasing me and fleeing. One accidentally, Xiao Guang swiped his paw on the ghost face of Xiao Bean Sprout.

Little Fatty Paper just tried to stop it, but couldn't stop it.

Dongfang Minghui heard an exclamation, turned his head and saw that the little white light on the bean sprouts seemed to be scattered. Seeing that it was fun, he flew to the ghost face of the bean sprouts, swaying, almost The rhizome of the small bean sprouts has been shaken off.

Finally, Xiao Pang Zhi was very rude and thrown away from Xiao Bean Sprout.

In this turmoil, Little Bean Sprout was a blessing in disguise, but on the contrary, he sobered up. Guimian Shulian opened his eyes, and he was generally fine. In the end, I had absorbed too much hostility before, and after the hostility was removed, the small bean sprouts became very weak, and it took a period of time to raise them before slowly getting better.

"Mother, can't you say something else festive? This is not conducive to her recovery." Every day I say sad things, even the best patients will be tossed.

"Hey?" Qian Yiling is unclear, "What did I say?"

Dongfang Minghui couldn’t help but laughed, “The patient needs something happier. It’s okay to remember the past, but her current situation needs to be understood by herself. What we have to do is to make her think about something happy. ."

Qian Yiling left without understanding.

****

At the same time, Qian Wanyu started a hell-style training in Qianjiahoushan. The group of dark spiritual masters who followed her also had 30 people. In addition to practicing some skills, they were more The least gas of death condenses into an offensive weapon, hunting monsters.

Everyone competes with each other, and the daily winner can always get some extra guidance from Qian Wanyu.

As for Xuanzhu, her focus is not on cultivation, but collecting some long-dead skeletons everywhere in Qianjiahoushan. Regardless of the lush vegetation of Qianjiahoushan, it is a burial ground. Over the years, Qianjia has held an experience competition every year. The outstanding geniuses of all major races will always come forward without fear of death, and then there are not a few who die inexplicably, and they don't even know where the bones are.

There are a lot of people who find faults, and there are not a few who really want to bring down a thousand families, but time has proved everything. The thousand families will not fall. Those who want to bring down the thousand families have become members of the long river of time, even their names. They are all forgotten.

"Are you looking for these to refine them into puppets?" Qian Wanyu barely thought about it, so she pierced Xuanzhu's plan.

"Qian Wanyu, I really don't want to walk with you." Sometimes people who are too smart can be annoying.

Qian Wanyu was afraid that this crispy dark-type pharmacist would be hurt by some disciples of the Qian family. There are so many disciples in the Qian family, and not every one of them will sincerely convince her. She usually ignores the troublemaker.

"Wait."

Xuanzhu suddenly stopped, and asked Qian Wanyu to stand still.

Qian Wanyu looked at the other party and didn't know what method she used, she clicked a spot, and then took that spot as the center and walked how many steps outwards, thus delineating the area. Then Xuan Zhu would sit like a witch, sitting on the center point before, muttering words she didn't understand. Qian Wanyu could be sure that this was neither the orc language nor the human language.

Probably only Xuanzhu knew what the other party was talking about.

Qian Wanyu temporarily used this long series of pious words as a summoning spell, and then she saw the leaves rustling in the windless forest. If it weren’t for sure that Jiumei was not here, she almost suspected that Jiumei was there. Trick or treat.

Of course, in the next second she saw that there were many hand bones, skulls and other skeletons belonging to dead creatures climbing from the ground. In a circle less than ten meters away, there were probably dozens of these. The creatures, some were missing arms, some had broken legs, and some had no heads, all kinds of weird things walked towards the direction where Xuanzhu was.

"What is this?"

"Summon the undead." Qingmo said with a solemn expression, "This has been lost for a long time, I didn't expect to see it again."

Qian Wanyu couldn't help but be amazed. Back then, the priest Larkin looked at Xuanzhu differently, probably because he was fancy Xuanzhu's talent. This is not to take people away. Wei Junlan is a blessing in disguise, and Xuanzhu also gets it. For this good luck. And it seems that the priest Larkin should have given the method of summoning the undead to Xuanzhu before his death.

Before he finished chanting the spell in Xuanzhu's mouth, her words suddenly changed, and her voice became a little sharper.

In human ears, it is like a kind of magical obstacle to the soul.

Qian Wanyu easily filtered, watching those skeletons that were originally surrounded by Xuanzhu suddenly fought against each other. This was the first time she saw empty skeletons fighting, and she suddenly thought of a wonderful good idea.

After twenty or so empty skeletons are finished, one is left intact, and the rest are even more incomplete.

The intact stiff walked to Xuanzhu and knelt on one knee, like surrender.

Qian Wanyu's fingers lingered on the thunder whip on her waist, and she was going to use the whip to tear it apart once the empty skeleton was in trouble.

Xuanzhu's finger swipes lightly, and a drop of bright red blood drips directly into the empty skeleton. It flashes faintly, and there is nothing to see. "It is impossible for Xuanzhu to want to take it as his contract. Beast?"

This kind of ritual is only available when they sign a contract with the spirit beast. It's no wonder Qian Wanyu thought about it.

The corners of Qingmo's mouth twitched, and no spiritual master has such a heavy mouth, "You can think like this, I think she probably wants to select the king-level undead from them, so that you can better control it."

"King class?"

"Like a spiritualist, there are also levels. This elimination system allows the opponent to better control the puppet."

Xuan Zhu saw Qian Wanyu looking behind her curiously, did not say much, just said, "Let's go, continue to the next place."

Thus, Qian Wanyu witnessed Xuanzhu’s harvest in one day. They went to ten places in general, and if they didn’t reach one place, a lot of skeletons would pop up inexplicably, and they would be staged once. Fight to the death, the one who won was lucky enough to get a drop of Xuanzhu's blood.

At the end of the day, there were ten skeletons behind Xuanzhu. These ten skeletons seemed to be conscious, and followed them woodenly.

Qian Wanyu walked in the forefront, preparing to test the work of those dark spiritualists, suddenly felt a wind passing by her ears, she moved a step lightly out of instinct, but this One step was very dangerous, because there was also a wind on the right cheek, and then she stepped on the ground lightly, and she jumped into the air, and then she saw the ten well-behaved empty skeletons besieging her together.

"Xuanzhu, you puppet seems to have rebelled."

"Heh, Qian Wanyu, I think you are not pleasing to your eyes for a long time." When Xuanzhu's hoarse and untuned voice said, it seemed to bring a kind of sullenness in it, which made people shudder.

Qian Wanyu was suspected for the first time. She was helpless, "I think it's been a long time since you're not pleasing to your eyes. I have the ability to play in person."

Xuanzhu: "..." A mouthful of old blood almost came out.

"If you have the ability, you only use dark spiritual power."

"Good."

Qian Wanyu's hand that wanted to pull out the thunder whip was also retracted, and the dark spiritual power in his hand swayed over. Those skeleton skeletons seemed to have been pressed the pause button at once, but Qian Wanyu did not relax at all, waiting for those deaths The breath dissipated, and she couldn't help taking a breath.

It's no wonder Xuanzhu aroused her with agitation.

"After these skeletons absorb the breath of death, they seem to become more flexible."

"Yes."

For these undead spirits, the breath of death is a tonic. The more you eat, the more you can fight it. Qing Mo couldn't help muttering in his heart, "Be careful of overturning the ship in the gutter."

Qian Wanyu released them several times of death aura. After feeding them to their fullness, they immediately used death aura to condense into a dark spirit sword, the sword body can be comparable to the glorious sword , "Xuanzhu, don't cry later."

The Xuanzhu who is exposed from time to time: "..." So Qian Wanyu is really annoying.

The spirit sword in Qian Wanyu's hand was slightly hardened, and those empty skeletons fell apart completely, leaving only the lonely one, "Look at you, pitiful, leave one for you."

Xuan Zhu reluctantly took the only undead with all beards and tails back, and when they were about to gather at the base camp, she was dragged by Qian Wanyu.

"Wait."

"What do you want to do?"

Qianwanyu nuancedly pointed to the only undead left beside her, "You let it attack them, I want to see how successful this period of time is." This group of dark spiritualists In the future, besides the others, we must also guard against the sneak attacks of death spiritists. If we want to live, we must be strong.

Xuanzhu probably knew what she was playing and watched, looking at the last undead alone, "If it falls apart, you must accompany me to find twenty people back tomorrow."

Qian Wanyu nodded readily, and...then the only undead was blown to the head by Bai Yan.

"Happiness."

"My lord."

"Sure enough, I remembered what I said. Tomorrow we will change our strategy. Tomorrow you will accompany Xuan and Lord Mo to collect these white skeletons, and how much to collect." Qian Wanyu said, she acted as a shopkeeper.

Xuanzhu gave a sneer.

****

Dongfang Minghui didn’t know that Seventh Sister and Xuanzhu were secretly making up an undead army. She was being entangled by the small bean sprouts, probably to make up for her kindness over the years. Since the hostility was eliminated, Xiaodou Sprout has become more intimate with her.

The little fat paper who provokes aside frequently radiates cold light towards Dongfang Minghui.

"Little bean sprouts, do you want to go back and see your people?"

Little bean sprouts froze, and then nodded towards Dongfang Minghui, and then Dongfang Minghui, who had always wanted to find Seven Sisters, pulled Caiqing, brought Mu Sheng and others back to Qianjiahoushan, looking for The location of the Three World Mirror.

"Nine girls, this position is wrong."

"Minghui, we seem to have gone wrong..."

Dongfang Minghui tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and felt as if he had encountered a ghost hitting a wall. How to go is wrong. She pondered for a while, and simply took the Tongtian pole out of the space, "Please, help, help me find the specific location of the ghost face tree clan."

Tongtian Pole glanced at the already big bean sprouts, and said aggressively, "I have fulfilled the oath of heaven. You can't ask me to do something."

Dongfang Minghui, who is at a loss: "..."

I almost called my ancestor. This Lingzhi's temper is really weird. Dongfang Minghui has a bitter face, "Little bean sprouts, do you know where your family is?"

The little bean sprout lay behind Dongfang Minghui, and at first she was scared enough. After a long time, Dongfang Minghui got used to it. The little bean sprout didn't speak, so he threw the rhizome and pointed in a direction.

Everyone followed the direction pointed by Little Bean Sprout, and walked a misty road.

Dongfang Minghui stuffed everyone with an antidote pill, "It seems to be here."

Mu Sheng and others revisited the old place. When they saw the three old trees standing on their feet, they all felt like the world. They accidentally fell into the mirror of the third world in this place. The mirror has now been destroyed, leaving a deep pit. After several years of watering by the ghost face tree clan, the pit has turned into a green pool.

The water in the pool is green and full of life.

Dongfang Minghui felt this vigorous vitality far away, and the three old trees shook when they saw them. Seeing Dongfang Minghui returning with their ghost-faced tree spirits, it was even more shaking.

A hint of excitement can be heard in their greeting.

"Little bean sprouts, they are your people."

Dongfang Minghui is very happy for them. The ghost face tree spirit clan once attached to the Wanshou clan, she has cultivated the small bean sprouts, and she has done her best.

Little bean sprout looked at the ghost face fruit hanging upside down on three big trees. It was indeed similar to it, but the other party was not open-minded, and it looked like a fruit exuding a strong fragrance. Little bean sprouts feel the atmosphere around them, which is very attractive.

Half a sound, it slowly moved from Dongfang Minghui's back, supported by its rhizomes, and approached the three old trees and the round pond in the middle a little bit.

Dongfang Minghui heard the three old trees calling affectionately to the little bean sprouts. For this reason, the three old men were still arguing and exposed the old bottom to each other, causing her to laugh.

The three old trees stopped arguing, and kindly poked out a branch, and tentatively rolled Dongfang Minghui and placed it on his trunk.

"Thank you, Young Master."

"Huh?"

Mu Sheng approached the edge of the pool curiously. Unlike the previous time, the pool is green and there will be no reflections, "This looks like—"

Dongfang Minghui immediately warned, "Mu Sheng, don't move, this is for small bean sprouts."

When Mu Sheng heard it, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Small bean sprouts also climbed onto the branches of another old tree. The grimace turned upside down, looking at the ghost fruit hanging in the middle of the three old trees, it suddenly rang in its ears, "Child, just want to eat it. Eat."

Small bean sprouts swallowed the fruit of the ghost noodle tree rather unceremoniously, smashed it, smashed it and ate it, and still looked like it was still unfulfilled.

Three old trees were particularly indulgent. One fruit was gone, and soon another ghost fruit was hung on it.

Little bean sprouts ate three ghost noodles with a look on his face before he stopped.

A chilly Dongfang Minghui: "!!!"

It was born from the same root, so why is it too anxious.

Although she is close to plants, she cannot accept the inheritance of phagocytosis among plants. Didn't she just take such a fruit back then and plant it in the Tianyin helmet? Otherwise, where's the small bean sprouts.

In the eyes of Dongfang Minghui, a ghost-faced tree fruit may give birth to a small bean sprout such a lovely spiritual plant.

As a result, even though her cute little bean sprout doesn't have all the hostility, it seems to follow the instinct of the ghost face tree spirit family.

Dongfang Minghui still had time to be congested in the future, and the three old trees moved a ghost-faced tree to her. She was wondering whether these three old trees planned to let her continue to cultivate another of their ghost-faced trees. Treant?

As a result, I heard three grandpas say, "Young Master, please enjoy."

Dongfang Minghui: "!!!"

Dongfang Minghui, who learned their intentions, almost rolled off the branches of the tree. Fortunately, the old tree quickly caught the person firmly, "Young Master."

Pig Fairy Grass, who is familiar with the cultivation of this tribe, reminded helplessly, "Give you the most precious thing of this tribe, it is their respect to you."

While Dongfang Minghui was frightened, she was somewhat flattered, "Pig fairy grass, I don’t want to eat it, what should I do?"

"Accept, you don't have to eat it."

"You can eat it for me." Xiao Se was a bit greedy for the Guimian fruit of the Guimian Tree clan. Toothless back then, she swallowed one in a hurry, and it was not her turn.

"After accepting it, did I just do whatever I want?" Dongfang Minghui swallowed hard, and the ghost face tree fruit was placed in front of her. Suddenly she felt that the fruit did not look so strange, and it was very strange. Fragrant, I don’t know if it will taste sweet...

I realized that I wanted to eat the ghost face tree fruit! ! !

Dongfang Minghui was so scared that Qihun lost his six souls, he immediately picked the fruit and threw it into the space, and said to Xiao Se, "This is mine, you can't eat it."

Xiao Se snarled in the soul sea, "Why?"

"Not why." It's just that you can't eat it. Otherwise, when she sees small bean sprouts, she will probably remember that she ate a ghost noodle fruit, which is equivalent to eating small bean sprouts! ! !

"You can't eat it anyway." Dongfang Minghui finally exclaimed, "You are optimistic about the pig fairy grass."

As a result, Xiao Se and Zhu Xiancao had another fight in the Soul Sea, and finally they were completely crushed by Xiao Se and Zhu Xiancao.

Dongfang Minghui listened to the three grandfathers who talked with each other and looked at the Wanglutan, not only a little skeptical, "You mean it is the rules of the ghost face tree family to cultivate here?"

Mu Sheng and others randomly selected a place to sit down, waited patiently for a while, and felt that something was wrong under the buttocks. Something was about to break through the ground. He grabbed it casually and didn't move. With a little effort, I saw a white hand bone.

"Ah~~"

"Damn, what is this?"

"Why so many bones!"

"No." Situ Hao's first reaction was that he wouldn't cheat the corpse again, right? He instinctively protected Bai Rou behind him, facing one of the empty skeletons as a light purification. As a result, under the action of the light system's ability, the skeleton immediately turned into a powder and disappeared as soon as it was blown by the wind.

Hearing the screaming cry, Dongfang Minghui's attention was immediately attracted, and then she saw that the people who had died here in the past became a skeleton that could move.

They are crawling towards her friends.

Except for Mu Sheng who was frightened and half-dead at first, everyone moved soon after Situ Hao. As soon as the fire system of Xiao Pang Zhi appeared, it was like a fire dragon, and the incompleteness was quickly removed. The skeleton was burned to ashes, and as soon as the wind blew, it dissipated into the air.

Xiao Miao also killed several with fire.

As a result, the white skeleton around them was inexplicably emptied.

"Strange." Situ Hao couldn't help frowning. If he said that this was a corpse, it would be too easy to eliminate, "Somewhat weird."

Dongfang Minghui watched the bones get up, and walked towards the misty mist, where they came before. "They don't seem to attack us, they seem to be controlled by something."

These empty skeletons moved hard, as if something was waiting for them in front of them.

Lien and the others were all dumbfounded. Except for the almost ten skeletons that had attacked them just now, they had destroyed them. There were about thirty or forty more here, densely packed, as if they were suddenly summoned.

"Should we go and see?"

"Yes."

Dongfang Minghui was put down by three old trees, and the small bean sprouts also automatically slipped down from the old tree. It used the rhizome to pull Dongfang Minghui who wanted to go, and pointed to the green pool behind him. Give it a try.

"Little bean sprouts, do you want to stay here to practice?"

As soon as Xiaopangzhi took two steps, his feet suddenly stopped moving. When I looked back, I saw the small bean sprouts jumping into the green pool with a pop. I don’t know what the pool water is made of. It is very sticky. Since the bean sprouts jumped in, they couldn't move.

Dongfang Minghui knelt down and said in a low voice, "If you feel good, you are here. Your people are all around here. They will definitely protect you."

The three old trees shook themselves hard.

"I have something to call us."

"Little fat paper, gone."

Little Fat Paper reluctantly turned his head and glanced again.

Dongfang Minghui said, "Little bean sprouts staying with you for a long time is not good, do you know that you are the fire emperor, how strong is the fire emperor, should you? Don’t you know? And the three old trees told me that they were specially prepared for the ghost face tree spirits. After the little bean sprouts are baptized, they can turn into an adult if they are a little bit more angry. Fragile."

Little Fatty Paper was startled, and then a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

Dongfang Minghui can hardly imagine that the combination of a person who can't speak well and a little bean sprout who can't speak basically feels strange.

As soon as they walked out of the foggy place in the woods, they saw an astonishing scene. The bones were twisted like human beings. They fought very fiercely, faintly revealing a person sitting among them.

The opponent was wearing a black robe, showing a chin without any signs.

The light soul bell on Situ Hao’s waist is jingling, very noisy, which is enough to explain the identity of the other party, "You are a death spirit!"

Everyone is on guard, the appearance of the death spiritist is easy to recognize.

But Dongfang Minghui found it strange that Seventh Sister brought a dark-type spiritualist to cultivate in the back mountain. This is the chassis of Qianjia. There shouldn't be any death spiritualist who does not have long eyes will come here? That is just looking for death.

The more she looked at it, the more familiar she became, and she got closer.

At this time, the fighting and fighting spirits were over, and they just stood upright, waiting for the master's favor.

Xuanzhu lived up to the expectations, flicking his finger, a drop of bright red blood was injected into the empty skeleton.

Situ Hao was shocked and said, "No, she is refining the Undead Corps."

The corner of Xuanzhu's mouth evoked a smirk, her hoarse voice smiled lowly, and she glanced at the Guangyao bell on Situ Hao's waist, "Light Spiritualist."

"Wait, Hyun Joo?"

"Sister Minghui, do you know?" Situ Hao has already propped up most of the light energy shield, hesitated. Bai Rou patted the back of his hand lightly, and Situ Hao reluctantly withdrew the light element spiritual power.

Dongfang Minghui didn't know how to introduce Xuanzhu, and simply said, "She is a dark-type pharmacist, you can call her Lord Mo."

Xuanzhu stood up, "I will take you to Qian Wanyu."

"Okay."

A group of people waited to remember that this was the back mountain of a thousand families, and Dongfang Minghui knew the man in the black robe, and their vigilance involuntarily slowly lowered, until they saw a group of dark spiritual masters. Fighting against each other in the open place, with ruthless tricks, suddenly felt that this was a bit abnormal.

Xuanzhu didn’t dislike it and threw out the skeleton boy she had collected today. As soon as the skeleton boy got up, he attacked one of them directly, and that person was also alert. After turning over the air, the hand was condensed into darkness. The black mist that tied the ball was thrown towards the skeleton boy.

Those who fought against each other seemed to have a unified caliber, and they responded very quickly to surround the skeleton boy. Like the person just now, the spiritual power in his hand turned into eighteen weapons, one after another toward the skeleton boy.

Everyone imagined that the scene of the little brother falling apart does not exist. After a few consecutive times, they discovered a strange phenomenon. The skeleton little brother became more flexible.

Dongfang Minghui was stunned, so that's fine.

She imagined for a moment, if a group of death spiritists faced a group of skeleton brothers, who would lose?

Recalling that Xuanzhu had controlled the living dead in the town of Mercy, Dongfang Minghui seemed to understand the path Xuanzhu was taking. She excitedly said, "Xuanzhu, you are so amazing." If you can create one in the future It is very pleasant to criticize the undead who resisted the death spirits and let them bite the dogs.

Xuanzhu disagrees, this is a side dish, the real feast has not yet begun.

"Thousand Wanyu is here."

Said Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here, Pearl of the East saw Seven Sisters suddenly appearing from behind the group of people, and unexpectedly attacked one of them, acting quickly and brutally, without mercy, "Seven Sisters."

Xuanzhu grabbed the excited Dongfang Minghui and murmured in a low voice.

Then they saw that in the bushes they had neglected, many skeletal boys suddenly walked out. Most of them all have all tails. Except for a few, they acted in the same way. Under the command of some people, they were hungry. The wolf rushed towards Qian Wanyu and others like a tiger.

"They... seem to be training." After Bai Rougang finished speaking, she saw a dark spiritualist being kicked out by a skeleton kid.

"!!!"

"The training of dark spiritual masters..." Situ Hao suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"It's amazing." Mu Sheng felt that Qianjia's training seemed to have been merciful to him back then. Like today, it feels so cool to guard against sneak attacks and prepare for battle at all times.

Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but took a sigh of relief. If Xuanzhu suddenly reported on one day, would anyone in the world be able to stop the other party? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glanced at Xuan Zhu secretly.

As a result, he was caught upright by the other party, and Xuanzhu's mouth raised a wicked smile, "Don't be too surprised, these are just ordinary undead soldiers."

"Ordinary?" Dongfang Minghui looked dumbfounded. Is this still average? Jump and jump, and can attack people. Does Xuanzhu want those high-level spiritual masters?

"Oh, like this." Qian Wanyu drew out the thunder whip and swished the head of a skeleton boy into the air, and then another whip, and the wind blew it away.

Xuanzhu coldly said, "Qian Wanyu, you have ruined my undead again."

Qian Wanyu shrugged indifferently, "Too weak, you should train them to be stronger."

Dongfang Minghui understands this. The weakness of the Undead Corps lies in the fact that the bones are relatively weak, and they can be crushed with a little force. It feels a little vulnerable. When encountering those powerful spiritualists, these are fundamentally Doesn't come in handy.

"Don't worry, I will let you see it sooner or later."

"I'm waiting."

Everyone fought a cold war when they saw the evil smiles on their lips.

The author has something to say: 　　 There is a leak in the house, it is a sign of wealth...

I recently encountered a mental illness, and there are a lot of things at home, so I will keep one watch first, and wait for me to work hard, and two more changes, okay.