"I'm not going. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Jiang Li looked up, this tree is two zhang high, the lower body of the tree is clean and there is no branch, until the top has a branch next to the slanting tree, forming a huge canopy.

She can't fly in the air, and if she wants to go up, she can only rely on her hands and feet to climb up step by step. When do you need to climb such a tall tree, you resolutely don't go.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

Lu Mingsong whipped Yun Xijun, looked at her with a gloomy face, and said, "Don't go yet." ”

He used a little spiritual power with this whip, and Yun Shijun's Dao clothes were just ordinary sect clothes, so he naturally couldn't block this blow. Suddenly, the skin on his back was open, and blood flowed. On the handsome little face, the facial features were wrinkled in pain.

"You ......" Jiang Li held Yun Xijun and glared angrily at Lu Mingsong.

Lu Mingsong didn't care how angry she was, he couldn't do anything to her, but in the same way, she couldn't do anything to him.

"Don't go yet!" Lu Mingsong said lightly, he didn't believe that this girl dared to resist him.

Sure enough, Jiang Li saw Yun Xijun's appearance, so he had to swallow his anger and agree.

"But I'm going to drug him first." Jiang Li has been spoiled since he was a child, and no matter how much he swallows his anger, he will not really accept it.

"Hmm."

As long as she agrees to go, as for what else she wants to do, Lu Mingsong doesn't want to ask more. He just wanted to dampen her spirit and let her know whose words were most useful here. If it weren't for the fear that there would be no reason to control this girl, this kid would have been killed by him a long time ago, and bringing one more person would be an additional burden.

Jiang Li helped Yun Shijun to the side and sat down, and gave him medicine for his wound first. Although the aura in Yun Xijun's body was sealed, it did not affect the medicinal properties, and the trauma medicine used by Jiang Li was of the best condition. The wound that rolled up the flesh quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a faint red mark.

It's just that the clothes are damaged and can't be repaired, the clothes of this sect, although the defensive power is not so strong, but ordinary swords are not afraid. Now that the clothes are broken, they are naturally no different from ordinary clothes. Not to mention the rest, the mutant mosquitoes in this forest are enough for him to drink a pot.

"Do you have a spare robe in your savings bag?"

The sect prepares three sets of Taoist robes for these little disciples every six months.

"Nope." After the wound healed, the pain disappeared, but Yun Shijun still had a bitter face: "Two sets have been broken, and this is the last one." ”

There is also a disadvantage that the master is strong, that is, the same family is stronger than himself, and if he comes casually, the clothes on his body may not be guaranteed.

Jiang Li: ......

"Didn't Master Ancestor Dongli prepare clothes for you alone?" Jiang Li asked incredulously.

In the cultivation realm, the master is not only a "teacher", but also a "father". The care for the apprentice should also be as all-round as the father, with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Not to mention her master Du Lingxiao, it is Fu Qi Daojun's age, but there are a lot of Jiang Luo who should be given. Dongli Daojun, the master, is a "hands-off master", and it is inevitable that he should be too ......

At the other end of the peeping mirror, three black lines hung on the forehead of Dongli Daojun. He was wronged, since his eldest apprentice advanced to Jindan, he threw everything in Ji Xia Peak to him, and he didn't care about anything anymore, so he took it for granted that everything in Yun Shijun had been arranged.

And his eldest apprentice, Mengshu Zhenren, took over, and several of his disciples have also grown up, so of course these trivial matters are taken care of by themselves. So he didn't have any experience in this area at all, and he didn't think about it.

So, Yun Xijun spent three years of sadness without his grandmother caring for his uncle and uncle.

Dongli Daojun: ......

Yun Shijun: ......

"Ugh." Jiang Li sighed like a little adult, and took out a set of clothes from the Qiankun bag: "I have a set of clothes here, which was originally customized by the master for Ah Feng, but unfortunately Ah Feng can't wear it, so I gave it to you." ”

Yun Xijun unceremoniously took it and put it on, but he didn't expect this set of Chi Yufeng to wear clothes that were too small, and they were too big to wear on him, and the bottom of the robe was on the ground. He hurriedly fastened his clothes with his belt, and suddenly he thought of something.

"This is customized by your master, is there any formation prohibition on it?"

Jiang Li thought for a moment: "There seem to be a few, but not many, the master said that Ah Feng is young, and it is the time for cultivation to increase experience, and relying too much on the magic robe will not help his growth." ”

"......" Yun Xijun looked at Jiang Li with suspicious eyes, are you sure this is what Shouyi Zhenren said, then why do you have so many formation defenses on your body?

Sure enough, the eccentric master is the most unreliable.

Jiang Li: ......

"Then I'm going to pick the leaves." Jiang Li was uncomfortable with him, feeling how wasted she was.

"Do you have a way to get up?" Yun Shijun asked kindly.

Burst! Jiang Li seemed to hear the sound of being stabbed with a knife in his heart. She's also a monk, and although she's a half-, she's still a real monk, okay? Can you give her a little bit of the dignity of a monk?

"I have a way." Jiang Li barely maintained a smile and squeezed these words out of between his teeth.

Seeing that she had a sign of anger, Yun Shijun hurriedly laughed embarrassedly twice, not daring to say more. Just kidding, if Jiang Li was angry at this time and threw him here regardless of his life or death, he would really become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Jiang Li came to the bottom of the tree and looked up at the top of the tree. Although she had good eyesight, the book was so tall that it looked like the leaves were smaller than copper coins.

"It's so high." Jiang Li couldn't help but say.

These words fell on Lu Mingsong's ears, and Lu Mingsong's gloomy face finally showed a smug smile, hum, fight with me, it's too tender. You can't fly in the sky, so you can climb such a tall tree. You'll never be able to climb up.

Xiong Huanhuai on the side was very speechless, the eighth child was good at everything, but his heart was too small. Once a doll who was only a few months old, because he didn't smile at him, he was able to pinch the doll to death. Unexpectedly, their parents were also monks, and their cultivation was not worse than them, and they chased and killed them all the way for decades.

This is also Xiong Huanhuai himself is not a good person, if he is a normal person, knowing Lu Mingsong's behavior, he will probably take a bite hard. This mad man can still live until now, why didn't the Heavenly Tribulation kill him?

Of course, Jiang Li didn't know that this person was not only a pervert, but also a demon. Now she was thinking about how to get up the tree. Thinking about it, having a ginger and giving it to "Chisato Vine" can just come in handy.

Qianli vine is a section of grapevine watered by Jiang Luo with the spiritual spring of Xuanyu Peak, and some Xuanjing refined iron is added. This magic weapon is a child's introductory practice of refining, which is of no great use, but extremely tenacious and can be infinitely elongated according to the master's consciousness.

Jiang Li took out a dark green ball and threw it up. A branch immediately poked out of the pellet and stretched longer and longer. When it reached a certain length, this thin rattan that was only the thickness of Jiang Li's little finger was like a winding snake walking and climbing quickly on the tree.

The speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take long to reach the vicinity of the canopy. Fujiata seemed to consciously tie a knot in the nearest bowl-thick branch. The other end of the rattan hung down softly, landing right in front of Jiang Li.