My Disciple Died Yet Again Chapter 99: Coming back soon after picking up the men’s match
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Five people looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out the situation. The stingy man also flew out and fell a few meters away.
Several people were frightened, staring blankly around the empty space.
The next moment, the sticks in the hands of the other four also flew out for no reason.
"Ghost, that ghost is back again." A man suddenly screamed and went away. The other four also woke up, followed the man, and fled in horror.
Only a little boy was left at the scene. He stayed a little bit nervous and looked around with some anticipation.
Zhu Yao sighed and showed his figure, but his face was no longer soft, but he put on a cold mask and looked at the child over there.
She didn't speak, but just held out a hand, and the ring in the child's arms flew back to her palm automatically. Zhu Yao took a look and found that there was no lack of something in it, so he put it back on his hands.
He glanced at the boy who was staring at her again, and turned away without a trace.
She walked about a dozen steps, there was movement behind her, and the boy followed.
Zhu Yao ignored him, but just walked straight out of the city. She walked slowly, the normal speed of an adult, but the child followed quickly, and followed her all the way out of the city, always maintaining a distance of five or six steps. Not close or lost.
After an hour, I walked to a desolate trail. Zhu Yao stopped and said coldly, "Why follow me?"
The child moved the corner of his mouth, but did not answer.
Zhu Yao is too lazy to talk to him and continue to walk away, anyway, he can't talk long.
An hour away, Zhu Yao is a monk during the deification period. Going this way is nothing to her at all, but the child is mortal and walking on such a rugged mountain road, long tired of breath. But he still stubbornly followed, and couldn't walk anymore, so he crawled with both hands and feet.
I knew it today, why was it? Zhu Yao sighed, finally stopped and looked back at the embarrassed child.
"Say it. Follow what I want to do?"
The child froze, lowered its head, looked at her with anticipation and guilt, but didn't know how to speak.
"You won't want to sell me again?" Zhu Yao squinted.
"No, no, of course not!" The child shook her hand anxiously. I took a step forward and wanted to explain, but I was afraid that my clothes were full of filth, contaminated with her snow-like white clothes, and returned. Now already knows that she really wanted to help herself before, but she ...
The child gritted his teeth and bowed heavily to her, saying it word by word. "Sorry."
Zhu Yao frowned, and his breath was almost gone, and he sighed. He gave him a dust removal recipe, and his already became black and clumpy clothes, and instantly changed back to the original color, and the mud on his body disappeared instantly.
The child seemed to be shocked by this magical scene. With his eyes wide open, he looked at his brand-new clothes, looking like he was afraid to ask.
"I forgive you. Go back!" Zhu Yao sighed, "Well. Still a child."
The child's face turned white, and the joy just now was swept away. Just clinging to the apparently small clothes hem and not talking.
"Why? I'm afraid those people are bothering you?" Zhu Yao thought of this possibility, pulled up his hand, drew a spell on the palm of his hand, a string of white text floated on his palm, and flashed. It's gone.
"I cast this spell on my body. Before you are twenty, you can protect you from being bullied. They can't move you. Go." This is a passive wind system array, someone attacks. He will start automatically. Zhu Yao waved his hand and turned to continue his own way. Her original purpose was to make the child appreciate her. Now that the purpose has been achieved, and his future problems have been relieved.
Zhu Yao took a few steps, but found that instead of leaving, the child followed closely.
I'm k, this bear child, won't she rely on her?
Zhu Yao's original plan was to let him go back by herself, and she followed in secret, either to put him down in the next town, or to adopt him for the family seekers, and even use appropriate maneuvers to change the memory of adoptive parents. . Without a miserable childhood, he would never fall into magic again.
It's just that the child suddenly seemed to be awake this time. He knelt on the ground and said, "Please accept me as an apprentice."
Ah, she didn't plan that.
After the child said this, she kept raising her head. She didn't plan to get up if she didn't agree.
Zhu Yao suddenly had a headache. Seeing that he was almost bleeding, he raised his hand and held him up with the wind spell.
"I have apprentices in already and have no intention of accepting apprentices."
The child's face turned white, but he knelt down again, still saying that, "Please accept me as an apprentice."
"Okay, don't hesitate." Trouble, remembering his demon constitution, if she really accepted him, she always felt a big wave of trouble coming. A disciple already from Sui Linggen has a headache at home, and now he has a cultivating demon constitution that is scrambled by evil spirits. I feel bad for the whole person.
"Although I can't accept you as a disciple, I can introduce you to Xianmen. It's OK."
The boy's eyes brightened, all of them were starlight, this time it was from the bottom of my heart, and I solemnly scratched three heads again, "Thank you fairy."
"It is only necessary to have a spiritual root for the cultivation of immortals. If you do not have a spiritual root at that time, even if someone recommends it, you will not be able to practice." Although I knew he was a San Linggen, I still have to remind .
The boy stayed a while, then nodded for a while, "I know, Xie Xianren."
"Thank you for your support." Zhu Yao intends to hand him over to Zimu, and join the Qiu Gu faction. She must be at her place. "You don't have to call me a fairy, I also It ’s just a monk, his real name is Zhu Yao. "
"Yes!" the boy replied, thinking about what to call her, thinking about her self-proclaimed elder sister before she said, "Sister Yao."
Zhu Yao just felt my heart tremble, and a weird feeling rose up. I always felt that weird address was like he did n’t like to shout from his mouth, "You still call me Zhu Yao, or Call me Lord. "
"Oh." The boy was a little disappointed, wondering if the immortal was still angry with him, and called out honestly, "Honor."
"What's your name?" Zhu Yao shifted the topic, trying to shake off that weird feeling.
The boy's eyes lightened, and he seemed very happy to hear her paying attention to herself, "My name is 胥 松."
"胥 松." It was a good name, Zhu Yao waved, "Let's go."
She didn't use it intentionally this time, but took out the martial arts unified transportation, the leaf.
Although she wanted to be a sword at first, she was worried that a mortal person might not be able to stand the speed of her sword. So I chose this construct which is slow to fly.
Han Song was very happy, sitting on the leaves with a curious expression, and her little paw touched from left to right, but she was not happy because she was afraid to go too far. Sit orderly on it, afraid to move around at will.
Zhu Yao was amused at the restrained look, and asked casually, "Yes, I forgot to ask you, how much money did you sell me?"
Han Song's face turned pale, and she glanced at her a bit.
"I will just ask whatever you want." She is really curious. Xiu Xian can change her physique, so the higher the cultivation, the more beautiful she is. It's a pretty beauty, um, think a little bit excited.
"No ... no." Qi Song lowered his head and clasped his little hand.
"Ah?" What do you mean.
"I ... didn't ask for money." Qiong Song answered honestly, "I thought immortal ... His Holiness was against me, so I didn't ask her for money."
"What?" K, it turned out she gave it away for free. Do you dare to be cheaper?
Zhu Yao is very unhappy, but when I think about it, he had silver in his body, he couldn't go to the pawnshop, and he was eventually kicked out of the ruined temple by his companions.
"Zun ... I haven't been able to see the face of His Holiness." Su Song continued, "So I don't know how much I can sell."
I wish Zhu Yao a moment. Then I remembered that the people who cultivated immortals had Spirit Qi. People with the same Spirit Qi and cultivation or higher than themselves can judge that the stronger the cultivation and Spirit Qi, the higher the cultivation. And because mortals do n’t breathe into the body, if the cultivators do n’t deliberately put away Spirit Qi, they ca n’t see through Spirit Qi. Even if they see it, they just have a vague impression in their minds and ca n’t see the specific appearance.
It wasn't that she was worthless, just because they didn't know the goods, well, she found some balance.
Zhu Yaoning converges to consolidate his Spirit Qi, looks at the boy, "See now?"
Han Song looked up and froze for a moment, only with a pair of eyes widening sharply, as if seeing something incredible, staring straight at her without turning his eyes.
Well, don't be obsessed with sister, sister is a legend.
Zhu Yao suppresses the little Deser in the bottom of his heart, just to let him recognize his face, so that he doesn't remember his life-saving benefactor. Zhu Yao released Spirit Qi again, which obscured his face, and the little boy reacted. Zhu Yao asked him to estimate another price for himself, but suddenly felt a strange Spirit Qi.
It's evil cultivation, and there are many more.
Zhu Yao looked to the southeast. What happened over there, why are there so many evil practices?
Looking at the terrain over there, Spirit Qi is rich and cohesive, and there should be spirit veins underground. Such a place should have been the site of the Xiuxianmen.
Zhu Yao thought for a moment, turned around and flew over there, and speeded up. Those evil repairs seemed to be evacuating and flying away in all directions.
Did she find her? No, among those people, there are several Jindan periods, and one of the highest cultivation is only Yuanying, and it is impossible to detect her.
I was trying to catch up, and suddenly a huge **** smell came from the air. (To be continued)