"Where did you bring this from?" she asked.

The little Taoist priest saw that she was also a person with cultivation, so he hurriedly said: "Back to Xiangu, we don't know where this thing came from, ask Xiangu to save his life and take off this ghost cocoon on his body." ”

She asked, surprised, "Ghost Cocoon"

The little Taoist priest said embarrassedly: "I don't know, but I inexplicably think that thing should be called a ghost cocoon."

She glanced at him, but she didn't see any difference between him and ordinary mortals, and said, "How do you call me a fairy girl?"

Look at this little Taoist priest without any cultivation, but he can see her strength, since the Emperor of Heaven reorganized the order of the Three Realms, mortals can't see the Qi of the Immortal Family, let alone see the power of her condensation, in the eyes of mortals, the Immortal Family's Condensing Cloud Qi Fighting Method does not exist, and all they can see is a blank.

But just now, he clearly saw her condensing.

The little Taoist priest's eyes were a little timid, he carefully raised his eyes to peek at her, and tightened the sword in his hand, not daring to answer.

Su Gu asked, "Why don't you answer?"

The little Taoist priest didn't dare to look at her, and said, "Because you are not a human or an immortal, but"

Su Gu asked, "What is it?"

The little Taoist priest looked at the black gas on her body, her face, inexplicably made him feel stuffy and panicked, he took a step back, lowered his head, and said in a low voice like a mosquito: "It's a demon"

A demon clan is not an immortal family, but he needs her to save his life, so he can only call her a fairy girl, and he can't call someone a demon to save his life, which doesn't seem good.

Su Gu looked at him carefully again with strange eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest clue on his body, this little Taoist priest was not the reincarnation of the immortal family, there were no immortal bones on his body, and even a little immortal base did not exist, but he was able to accurately distinguish her, if it was not an immortal family in his previous life, or he was talented.

But if this child was an immortal family in his previous life, how could he not have any immortal foundation on his body

The storyteller was so painful that tears and snot flowed together, and he grabbed Su Gu painfully and squeezed out a sentence: "Fairy Gu, please, stay away from me, the closer I get to you, the more painful I am, it hurts me to death" The last sound, he wailed, rolling on the ground in pain.

She stood up, and her figure vanished into a thick ink.

When she left, the storyteller's chest pain got better, and he grabbed the little Taoist priest in pain, panting and crying: "Little Taoist, I'm dying of pain, you can take me to your master, if you really can't find your master, you go find a bowl of rat poison for me, and find a relief for me." ”

He spoke and wept again.

The little Taoist priest was so soft by his crying that he hurriedly said, "Don't panic, don't panic, I'll take you to my master." ”

However, the world is so big, where is he going to find Master?

The storyteller wiped his tears and was helped up by the little Taoist, pinning all his hopes on his master named Fenghuo, but before he stood up, he heard the little Taoist priest say quietly: "I have been looking for ten years and have not found the master, and without the master's true qi as a guide, now there is no clue completely."

The storyteller's eyes suddenly straightened when he heard this, and he couldn't find it after ten years of searching, so he could still count on his master

Suddenly, the world was spinning, and the storyteller staggered and knelt on the ground in grief, grabbed the little Taoist priest and cried: "You better go and buy me a bowl of rat poison for me to return to the West."

(Markor Literature-)