"!!"

Lin Beichen opened his eyes and shuddered.

The sword king Gu Feng's face was pale, especially when it was only a few feet long from his face, and anyone who saw it would subconsciously shout out to express his feelings.

"Granddaughter, look, grandpa, I've cured you!" Gu Feng let out a shrill laugh for the old disrespect.

"Xiao Chenchen, are you okay. ”

Chu Mengmeng helped him up, and Lin Beichen asked with concern.

"No... It's okay. Lin Beichen wiped the sweat from his forehead and stared at the ancient wind floating in the air curiously.

Is this ghost cultivation?

How different from what you see in books!

It is rumored that ghost cultivators are brutal and bloodthirsty, and they have no emotions and will always obey their master's orders!

And this sword king Gufeng not only uses his own thinking logic, but also is not as cruel as rumored, as if he is a living person with feelings and thoughts!

"Senior Sister Mengmeng, who is this?"

Lin Beichen asked with a pretending to be confused.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce you to Xiao Chenchen, this is Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Gu is good to Mengmeng. There are also Grandpa Yao, Grandpa Bing and Crazy Grandpa, they are all very good to Mengmeng. Chu Mengmeng tilted her head and said in a sweet voice.

"Boom—"

"Boy, I know you must be confused. To tell you simply, Meng Meng is born with a soul body, I was hunted down by the enemy twenty years ago and only left a wisp of remnant soul, the Heavenly Demon Holy Lord found me, and promised to sign a ghost cultivation contract with Meng Meng. So I volunteered to become Meng Meng's ghost cultivator, and, did that old woman say that Meng Meng once slaughtered four small sects to shape my soul?"

The ancient wind flew slowly in mid-air.

"The cultivation world thinks that Meng Meng is a female demon nicknamed the ghost girl, but who knows, the four small sects that Meng Meng slaughtered did dirty things? That Qingfeng Gate is sanctimonious on the surface, but in fact, there are secretly people who practice evil skills, in order to devour the baby's heart to improve their cultivation! They are even more hateful, in order to cultivate the evil martial arts to the extreme, they killed her whole family in front of women!

As if he saw Lin Beichen's doubts, coupled with Chu Mengmeng's interest in Lin Beichen, Gu Feng explained the process in detail.

Lin Beichen was silent!

Devouring the baby's heart to improve the cultivation?

Kill her whole family in front of a woman to improve her cultivation?

This kind of sect really deserves to die!

And Chu Mengmeng's killing is also a matter of course, but it's a pity that no one knows the inside story, and Chu Mengmeng doesn't bother to explain, so the title of ghost girl appears on Chu Mengmeng's head!

"The junior Lin Beichen has seen the ancient style seniors. ”

Lin Beichen saluted Gu Feng.

"Boom—"

"The kid is good, it's a pity that your cultivation is too low to be worthy of my family's cuteness. Gu Feng touched the scar on his face.

"It's handsome, it's handsome. ”

Gu Feng continued to add.

Lin Beichen: "......"

Then Chu Mengmeng called out the other three ghost cultivators.

The medicine half-immortal Gu Wensheng who once shocked the entire Northern Wilderness!

Feng Yuankui, the refining master who almost lost his soul when refining holy weapons!

Crazy and crazy, the crazy old man who has never heard of it is nicknamed Blood Demon Burning Mountain!

There is also the ancient style of the sword king that Lin Beichen has seen!

These four people have all become Chu Mengmeng's ghost cultivators, escorting Chu Mengmeng, and at the same time, all four of them recognized Chu Mengmeng as their godgranddaughter!

Looking at these four old men, Lin Beichen suddenly felt that his golden finger was not fragrant.

Chu Mengmeng is the standard configuration of the protagonist in the novel, and there are four old grandfathers by his side at once!

"Four grandfathers, you all go back to the dementor bracelet, Meng Meng is going to participate in the competition later, you don't come out. ”

After introducing the identities of the four old men, Chu Mengmeng thought of an important thing.

That is the competition of the young generation of the Northern Wilderness!

On this trip, Chu Mengmeng came to participate in the ring competition, and the main purpose was to run for the magic weapon rewarded for the first place - the best magic weapon Zhen Soul Sail!

The soul suppression sail can make the ghost cultivation more rapid, the strength of the ghost cultivation is strong, and Chu Mengmeng's strength will also become stronger!

"Xiao Chenchen, do you want to participate with Mengmeng?"

Chu Mengmeng looked at Lin Beichen expectantly.

Sure enough, a handsome and temperamental man will never get tired of looking at it.

"It's okay, I also want to see the holy land of Xia Shu Mountain. Lin Beichen nodded and agreed.

......

Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Qian Duoduo was sweating profusely, the bed was in a mess, and more than a dozen women, some were lying in Qian Duoduo's arms, and some were also sweating all over.

"Mr. Qian, you... You're so tired, a dozen of our sisters almost lost the battle. ”

"Yes, the Lun family has never seen such a majestic and long-lasting blue man, Qian Gongzi, you are awesome!"

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, my sister's bones are about to fall apart!"

After a big battle, Qian Duoduo finally calmed down the qi in his body, and heard the discussion of several women, Qian Duoduo rattled and laughed in the voice of a male duck.

"That's it, I'm a golden gun, and people give me the nickname Xiao Langjun ten times a night!"

Qian Duoduo lay on the bed and enjoyed the happiness he had never felt.

In the next second, Qian Duoduo suddenly felt that there was a place that was very uncomfortable.

Flutter –

Plop Puff Puff –

A dozen farts in a row!

This fart is very loud, not to mention, and the effect is a poison gas bomb!

"Damn, what's going on?"

Plop Plop –

Qian Duoduo hurriedly opened the window, but it didn't affect his continuous output fart at all!

"Damn, who's in the room?

"Escort escort, someone is trying to kill the third prince with poison gas!"

"Woo woo, my eyes, my eyes, my eyes are out of sight!"

"Grass!"

Qian Duoduo scolded, quickly put on his clothes, and jumped out of the window.

Plop Plop –

"Brother Lin, help, Brother Lin, why do you keep letting me fart when you are crying, brother, I hurry up and release all the farts in this life, save the nest!"

Qian Duoduo frantically banged on Lin Beichen's door, and his fart was not idle.

"Who's in the room, don't you know I'm having breakfast?"

"It stinks, it's so stinky that I'm about to faint!"

"Mom, I'm looking for Mom, I've never smelled such a stinky fart!"

"What's wrong with Brother Qian?"

Lin Beichen opened the door and quickly covered his nose.

"Brother Lin, let's go to heaven and talk about it. Qian Duoduo cried with a sad face.

In the air, Lin Beichen's difficult sword flight, Qian Duoduo stood behind him and kept farting!

As long as I fly fast enough, the fart can't keep up with me.

"Brother Qian, what's going on?"

Lin Beichen wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh wildly, for fear of inhaling the power of the poison gas bomb.

"Brother Lin, I did cure the disease after eating the man's tear pill, but... But after being cured, I farted vigorously, and I couldn't stop, you said I wouldn't be a fart in the future, right?" Qian Duoduo burst into tears.

God always tortured him mercilessly, and finally cured the disease, and then another illness came!

"I don't have the face to see anyone!"

Qian Duoduo said aggrievedly while farting.

Lin Beichen: "......"

This... How good is that?