Purple purple purple, purple lotus.

The blood qi that had finally been suppressed by me just now poured out of my chest again, and in an instant, it rushed out of my chest again, heading straight for my Heavenly Spirit Gai, and my ears and face were instantly hot as if they were about to be roasted.

"Little fish."

He called softly, and his men pressed down hard.

"Uh......"

I blushed and whispered. I thought about it, so I first yelled at the disciple, and then pushed him away, but my body seemed to be set by someone, and I couldn't move.

The action of pressing on the chest never stopped, and Zilian's eyes were full of doubt and curiosity, her eyes were fixed on my chest, and she murmured: "There is really a lot of meat on the chest of the little fish, why not divide some of it into the arms and legs?" ”

"Hehe, hehe, this little fish also wants to know." I said through gritted teeth.

When I saw him put the Night Pearl in his sleeve again, reached over, and was about to press his hands on my chest, I suddenly came back to my senses, bowed back slightly, dodged the hand that was about to hit my chest, and pretended to be very natural, and took the hand that was still attached to my chest and refused to leave.

Seeing that he looked puzzled, and there was a little bit of a lost expression, I lowered my head and said mournfully, "Master, what should I do? The little fish didn't help you find the blood-colored reishi tree that walked and jumped like a human. ”

Naturally, he stood beside me, his arm clasped tightly by me, and his footsteps slowly moved forward as I walked farther and farther away from the little boy.

"It's not too early now, the yin qi on this Muyan Mountain is very heavy, and there are quite a lot of ghosts, so it's okay if you can't find the blood lingzhi."

He said softly, with a hint of melancholy in his voice.

I blamed myself for lying to him, and I felt even more guilty for believing him. Burying his head and whispering, "I'm sorry, Master." It's all the fault of the small fish, it's the small fish that is useless. ”

If, if I can be ruthless and tell him where the Blood Lingzhi is hiding, then his injuries may be healed. I kept blaming myself and felt sorry for his wounds. However, no matter how distressed and sad I was, I still couldn't tell Zilian that in fact, the blood lingzhi was hiding somewhere around here, and the person who came up with the idea to let him hide was still his precious good apprentice in Xia Yuge.

Seeing the white crane with its head raised and roaring coming after us again, with its neck raised and its toe-toed face high, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I grabbed Zilian's sleeve and asked, "Master, where did you get this white crane?" ”

"White Crane?"

He looked at me with a puzzled expression, "Where is the white crane?" ”

Judging from his current appearance, it seems that the white crane that has been walking behind him for a long time has been completely forgotten.

"That's it!"

I stretched out my hand and pointed to the big white crane that followed closely behind him.

Zilian looked back, her face was slightly stunned, she looked at it for a while, lowered her head and groaned for a moment, and then bowed slightly, as if she had just remembered, with a look like she had just woken up from a dream, and said, "It!" This is the mount of the god of ancient ink. ”

The mount of the god of ancient ink? I wondered in my heart, isn't that Gu Mobai's divine book cut and his divine body destroyed, how can he still have a mount?

I looked up at Zilian and asked, "What about Master's mount?" Master, why don't you have a mount? ”

"For the teacher?" His face froze, and he turned his head to look away, "I don't want to raise a mount for the teacher." ”

"Don't want to raise?" I asked, "Don't all immortals have special mounts?" Does Master still need to raise it himself? ”

Zilian frowned slightly, "This kind of thing is really troublesome, and the teacher doesn't have the spare time to take care of it." When you need to use it, wouldn't it be better to find other immortals to come and use it. ”

"Hmm!" I nodded. That sounds like a good idea.

The sky is getting dark, and the white crane is still following us all the way, the master has grown enough to make people look back, and now with such a deep and melancholy white crane brother with a long roar, we walk on the street, always causing some mortals to stop and look back.

"Master, how long will it take to get to Linxian Residence?"

If I continue to be stared at like this, I think sooner or later I'm going to go crazy.