"I'm coming, I'm coming!

As she spoke, Watson took out a small square from her bag, she found a leeward sand dune and put the small square down, and then injected spiritual power into it, and after a while, a desert tent that could be sheltered from the wind appeared in place.

Watson stood in front of the big square, turned around and smiled smugly at the three of them, "How is it, am I very good!"

"Oh!

Madara blinked and complimented very frankly.

Yang Youyi: "It's a very convenient magic weapon, Miss Hua is very thoughtful. ”

Dong Wusheng: "Miss Lao has bothered, and she will be thanked afterwards." ”

"Thank you?"

Watson's eyes lit up instantly, she jumped in front of Dong Wusheng, and stared up at Dong Wusheng, "You, you really want to give me a lot ......of money?" How many are there?"

Dong Wusheng bent the corners of his mouth, "Let the girl make the price." ”

"That'...... One hundred taels?"

Watson's eyes blinked quickly, a little nervous and a little expectant, "If it's too expensive, you can also negotiate a price......

Dong Wusheng smiled slightly, "That's according to the girl's meaning." ”

After speaking, Dong Wusheng took a step back, avoiding Watson's excitedly outstretched hand, leaving a sentence, "The girl doesn't need to say much, she deserves it...... I'll go check on the neighborhood and see what's going on," and walked away in a hurry.

--

The desert is silent, and only the sound of whimpering wind and sand comes and goes.

When the night came, the wind became louder, blowing all night, and the sound was torn apart as soon as it appeared in the wind.

As soon as Yang Youyi entered the room, she sat down cross-legged and began to meditate. Watson sat next to her with a wooden potter in his arms, trembling over something. Dong Wusheng found a corner to lie down, covering his body with the big black umbrella during the day, only exposing his two legs outside the umbrella.

Madara was the last one to come in after Dong Wusheng, and he was about to sit down next to Dong Wusheng when Dong Wusheng's voice suddenly came from under the umbrella.

"Go and practice with Daoist Yang. ”

Madara glanced at Yang Youyi, "Now?"

"Well, if you have any questions, you can also ask Yang Daochang. ”

"Good. ”

Madara obediently responded, turned around and ran to Yang Youyi's side.

Yang Youyi opened her eyes, smiled and asked Madara to sit down and teach him the mantra.

"Remember?"

"Remembered. ”

Watson watched Yang Youyi and Madara talk in a low voice, a chattering heart was about to move and couldn't calm down, and he couldn't help but want to interject, "Madara, how old are you this year?"

Madara looked at Dong Wusheng's side and saw that she didn't react, so he said honestly: "I've been transforming for almost two months. ”

Hearing this, Yang Youyi and Watson were a little surprised.

"Eh, are you a demon? What is your body?"

Madara shook his head, "I don't know. ”

"You don't even know what your own body is?"

The pestle in Watson's hand stopped.

Spotted nodded, not understanding why their surprise had come.

Seeing that Madara didn't seem to know much about the situation, Watson didn't ask any questions, and changed the subject, "Don't you feel hard when you start practicing at such a young age?"

Yang Youyi also looked at Madara, waiting for his answer.

Madara blinked, a little confused, "Is it hard? I don't think so." ”

Watson picked up the medicine pestle again and began to pound the medicine tremblingly, "Yes, then you are very powerful, I hated cultivation the most when I was a child, and I had to sit motionless in place, feeling that I could sit on the grass." ”

Madara looked at Yang Youyi and saw that she didn't urge herself, so she continued to talk to Watson, "I think it's quite fun to practice...... And what did you like to do as a child?"

"Jumping grids, catching grasshoppers, weaving straw ropes, or listening to other kids tell stories......

Madara looked confused.

"You've never heard of it?"

Looking at Madara and nodding slightly, Watson's face was full of sympathy, "It's so pitiful, life is incomplete without childhood, otherwise you don't practice tonight, I'll tell you a story!"

"Huh......?"

Madara was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Dong Wusheng's side, the black umbrella was like a quiet castle, without the slightest movement.

He looked up at Yang Youyi again, and Yang Youyi smiled at him, "If you want to play, it's okay to play for a few days first, anyway, the formal cultivation can't start until you reach the master's door." ”

"That'...... All right. ”

With that, Madara smiled a little, shifted his position, and sat down next to Watson.

"Come on, come on, I'll tell you......"

Yang Youyi smiled and listened to the side for a while, closed her eyes and went to practice by herself.

Madara hadn't officially started her practice yet, and she was new to life, so she could give Madara a break, but she wouldn't let herself relax in the slightest.

After all, not everyone is the same as Madara, and at the same time has excellent natural resources and a lot of time, after really embarking on the path of cultivation, hard work and loneliness are the most affectionate companions for the rest of their lives.

--

By the time Yang Youyi opened her eyes again, Madara and Watson were already asleep, and they couldn't hear any human voices around, only the whistling wind raging madness.

Yang Youyi glanced at Watson, and saw her holding her own medicine jar, smacking her lips and muttering something.

The calm sleeping faces of the two children softened Yang Youyi's eyes, she took out a thicker coat from her Qiankun bag and put it on the two of them, and when she wanted to sink into the state again to practice, she suddenly felt a familiar breath appear outside the room.

The muscles on Yang Youyi's shoulders tensed for a moment, and she grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist and looked in a certain direction with a calm face.

It's the breath of the Rogue!

Yang Youyi walked out without hesitation.

Although she has only seen it once, she will never forget this breath in her life.

At the same time, Watson also sat up and laughed and said that he was the number one miracle doctor in the world.

Madara woke Watson up, and when he got up, he saw Watson laughing wildly beside him, he turned his head to look at Yang Youyi, but his eyes were empty, and when he looked up, he saw Yang Youyi walking out with a sword with a gloomy expression, and he didn't seem to notice Watson's movement at all.

What's going on?

Madara watched all this in amazement, and froze in place for a moment not knowing how to react.

"Watson?"

Madara pushed Watson beside him, but Watson seemed to not feel his presence, immersed in his own world, the smile on his face was arrogant and proud, his eyes were in a trance, and he looked indescribably strange.

No matter how ignorant Madara was, Madara realized that something was wrong, and he quickly got up and ran to Dong Wusheng's side.

Dong Wusheng was still sleeping quietly, but his brows were tightly knit, and a layer of fine beads of sweat was covered on his forehead.

"Sister?"

Madara shook Dong Wusheng's shoulders as he called out to her in her ear.

Dong Wusheng opened his eyes abruptly, covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Sister?"

Madara vaguely saw that Dong Wusheng's palm was red, but Dong Wusheng ignored it, she frowned, her eyes quickly swept the room, and saw Watson who was abnormally shaped, she got up and walked over, dragged Watson up from the ground, put her fingers together and nodded hard in a few places in Watson's back heart, shouting that I am the world's number one miracle doctor, Watson suddenly lowered his head, and his breathing became even again, as if he was asleep.

"Where's Yang Youyi?"

Dong Wusheng threw Watson back to the ground and turned to ask Madara.

"I saw her go out. ”

Dong Wusheng's brows furrowed even tighter, "Xiaobai!"

She called, and a white cat poked its head out of her cuff.

"You stay here, find a way to wake Watson up, and when she wakes up, let Xiaobai bring you to me. ”

"Good. ”

Knowing that the situation was urgent now, Madara didn't dare to ask more, only wrote down what Dong Wusheng said, and nodded in agreement.

Dong Wusheng took a few steps, remembered something, and turned back to Madara and said something, "Don't fall asleep until I come back, no matter how sleepy you are." ”

Madara nodded earnestly.

Dong Wusheng glanced at him, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "It'll be fine." ”

After speaking, she picked up the black umbrella in the corner, turned around and walked out.

As soon as he went out, the raging wind and sand blew Dong Wusheng's long hair into a wild dance, Dong Wusheng didn't hesitate, picked up his long hair with one hand, and waved an umbrella with the other hand-

The black umbrella turned into a short dagger in mid-air, severing the long hair cleanly.

As soon as Dong Wusheng's hand was released, the strands of black hair were swept away by the wind in an instant, and the remaining little hair just past his chin blew on Dong Wusheng's face.

Dong Wusheng quickly pierced a small pinch with a hairband on the back of his head, even if the wind blew, the rabbit's tail could only float slightly, and there was finally no obstacle in his vision, but the wind and sand were all over the sky, and there was flying sand at a glance, Dong Wusheng looked around, lowered his eyes slightly, his nose moved, and his eyes suddenly locked in one direction, and plunged into the wind and sand.