Chapter 51: Long Shaoqing
Lin Jiaoyang and Li Xing'er were both speechless, and they didn't know where this PokΓ©mon popped up.
After the young man yelled a few times, he saw that the expressions of the two were too terrifying, so he stopped and said to Lin Jiaoyang: "Hi~ classmate, are there any old electrical appliances that you don't want?"
"That ghost was taken in by you just now?" Lin Jiaoyang ignored his words, knowing that this guy was pretending to be stupid nine times out of ten.
"What the hell, girl, what are you talking about, I don't understand. The young man's dark eyes blinked suspiciously, and his eyes flashed with a hint of amazement, looking at Lin Jiaoyang as if he was puzzled.
Lin Jiaoyang glanced at the bag hanging from his waist, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't forget it, Xing'er, let's go." β
As he spoke, he pulled Li Xing'er, who was still out of condition, and prepared to go back, but the young man raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to put his arm around Lin Jiaoyang's shoulder and said, "Hey, don't go, we may be able to talk." β
"Let go. Lin Jiaoyang turned his head and glanced at the hand on his shoulder, and with a light tap of his toes, he swept over the top of the young man's head with a flip, and then stretched out his right hand to press the young man's shoulder.
"Yo, there are two hits. The young man's two thick eyebrows jumped a few times, and he became a little interested, and one twisted around and grabbed Lin Jiaoyang's arm, swept his feet, and tripped Lin Jiaoyang's legs, if Lin Jiaoyang was not careful, he would fall into his arms.
However, Lin Jiaoyang would not let him get his wish, but twisted his arm and grabbed his arm, and his hands turned over his head again.
With a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes, Lin Jiaoyang turned passive into active, and took the lead in attacking the young man, and the spiritual power in his body surged, surging towards his hands, bringing a trace of white light.
The young man's eyes also lit up slightly, and he began to deal with Lin Jiaoyang's moves.
The two of them exchanged hands in this open space, and the surging spiritual power even made Li Xing'er, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, unable to see which of the two had the upper hand, only feeling that the battle circle was like a luminous body, and he couldn't see the movements of the two at all.
Fortunately, there is no one here, otherwise I am afraid that it would really cause a sensation.
With another palm, the two of them took a few steps back together, and Lin Jiaoyang was slightly panting.
"Knot Dan Period?" opened his mouth, Lin Jiaoyang asked.
"Uh-huh, yes, I will ascend to another realm, the little girl is not bad, and the spiritual power is almost in the Dan stage. β
The young man licked the corners of his lips and looked at Lin Jiaoyang's eyes full of amazement.
However, he was even more surprised in his heart, how many elixirs he had soaked since he was a child to achieve today's achievements, but how old was this little girl? And according to the information of the family investigation, it was taught by a casual teacher, and her main profession was a ghost hunting celestial master.
Besides, the two fought just now, although he was a level higher, but he didn't get any bargains, and he deserved to be a goddess of destiny.
"I don't necessarily can't beat you, can I still fight?" Lin Jiaoyang calmed down his spiritual power and said again.
"If you don't fight, you don't fight, we don't know each other, in Xialong Shaoqing, I don't know the girl's name?"
An undercurrent crossed Long Shaoqing's eyes and grinned.
"Yang Jiao. Lin Jiaoyang hesitated for a moment, and did not say her real name, after all, she didn't know whether the other party was right or evil, or it was better to keep a few points.
Long Shaoqing's eyebrows raised, but Yang Jiao didn't say much: "Very good, Jiaojiao has such cultivation at such an age, I really admire it." β
"Are we very familiar?" Lin Jiaoyang frowned, this guy was too familiar.
"Why don't you treat me to a meal, and we'll be cooked. Long Shaoqing's face was dark and he couldn't see his face clearly, and Lin Jiaoyang could only see his bright white teeth.
"I didn't have any money, so I went back to school. Lin Jiaoyang rolled his eyes and decided to ignore him.
"Hey Jiaojiao, I pinched my fingers and counted that we are very fateful, maybe we will meet again in a few days. Long Shaoqing looked at the back of Lin Jiaoyang leaving, and smiled heartily.
"This is my territory, don't come and steal my business. Lin Jiaoyang turned around and said warningly, one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, she is the leader here, how can people rob her business?
That evil ghost just now, and he will never be allowed to steal his merits in the future.
"Those who can work hard, we each rely on our abilities. Long Shaoqing grinned.
Lin Jiaoyang glanced at him, pursed his lips and didn't reply, and pulled Li Xing'er back to school with his sword.
"Jiaojiao, who was that person just now?" Li Xing'er still looked confused, and even felt a little bit like she didn't know Lin Jiaoyang.
"I think I'm also a cultivator. Lin Jiaoyang frowned, there were cultivators in this place again, and I don't know if it was good or bad.
She didn't know that Long Shaoqing was coming for her.
"Stay away from her. β
In the open space just now, Long Shaoqing touched his chin and looked at the direction of Lin Jiaoyang's departure, I didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly heard a young man's voice, Long Shaoqing turned around, saw the person who came, and grinned: "The clan sent me to assist you, you have made no progress for so many years, those old guys are naturally anxious, you say yes, brother?"
"Not long after she got home, are they so impatient?" a sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of the boy's mouth.
"The Destiny Girl who was calculated by the Ancestor many years ago through the Heavenly Machine, now that she is finally in the world, they are naturally anxious, after all, it is related to the rise and fall of the family. Long Shaoqing shrugged with a hint of nonchalance.