The Black Beast’s Useless Concubine Chapter 365: Prajna Gaoren Village!

　　 and waiting for the white night to enter the village.

　　"Xiao Ye'er is back?"

　　 "Hey! It's really Xiao Ye'er, are you back?!"

　　 "Yeer——"

　　 Every villager who saw the white night surrounded him with surprise and joy, and seeing Qin Ban also came, the village suddenly became lively.

　　 When Ji Fu welcomed the two into his house, the whole village boiled open. There were many men, women and children who were still happy, surrounded by Ji Fu’s yard, just like silly village farmers. .

　　 saw that Bai Ye couldn't help but have serious doubts about the speculation in her heart. Uh... the villagers of Prajna Village really seem to be ordinary villagers, not some hidden masters.

　　While wearing colored glasses in Bai Ye and carefully observing the villagers, Qin Ban had already told Ji Fu about Bai Ye's current cultivation level and her next battle book.

　　 "What!"

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 Ji Fu was smoking a dry cigarette, but at first he heard it with gusto, but didn't respond. But when he reacted, when Bai Ye's cultivation base was confirmed, he was choked by a puff of smoke and almost didn't breathe.

　　 Qin Ban handed Ji Fu water, the latter waved a glass of water, but excitedly held Qin Ban’s big hand, and said with a choking blush and a thick neck, "You, you, you tell me the truth. Of?!"

　　 "Yeah." Qin nodded calmly.

　　 Ji Fu: "..."

　　 He forgot to check Bai Ye's cultivation base, and only silly holding Qin-like hand, after an estimated half-quarter of an hour, he magically sprayed "smoke" from the Qiqiao.

　　 That stupid...

　　, Bai Ye couldn't help but rubbed her eyebrows when she saw it, and she really deeply doubted her "Gaoren Village" speculation.

　　 "Okay, okay, okay..." Ji Fuqing sighed a few times, and in Bai Ye's suspicious eyes, he slowly transformed into a solemn master!

　　 "In that case, Xiao Ye'er should go to that place." Ji Fu said, got up and went to ruin the cabinet, and at the end he smashed out a crumpled sheepskin roll.

　　 Looking at the broken sheepskin scroll in his hand, Ji Fu's gaze became very complicated. He remembered the scene of his father handing this sheepskin scroll in front of him when he was a young boy in a white fight.

　　 flickered for more than a hundred years.

　　 Father died, and the old master died too.

　　 The new generation of little spirit masters has grown to a level where they can come and take this inheritance map with him.

　　 "Xiao Ye'er." Ji Fu handed the sheepskin roll to Bai Ye, "Go here."

　　 Bai Ye reached out and took the sheepskin roll, but at this moment.

　　 "Om!" Prajna Wonderland trembled!

　　 Bai Ye’s eyelids twitched, and she felt a stream of waves, from the parchment scroll in her hand to her Prajna Wonderland, and then—and—

　　"……"

　　 The sheepskin roll in Bai Ye's hand disappeared into smoke.

　　 Ji Fu: "!"

　　Qin-like: "!"

　　 The two looked at each other in surprise, but Bai Ye was softly beside them, lying on the table, as if he had fallen asleep. Now...

　　 "Uncle Ji, what's the matter?" Qin Ban didn't understand.

　　 Ji Fu's old face is white, and he is still panicked!

　　 "How could it be like this..." Ji Fu's wrinkled hands trembled in panic, because in their "last words" passed down by Ji's mouth, there has never been an explanation that the inheritance map will become dusty.

　　This......

　　 How can this tell him not to panic! ?

　　 and at the same time.

　　"Om..."

　　 is like a sleeping white night, under the horrified eyes of the two of them——

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