This Lingshan Sect can't stay any longer! There are three thousand disciples of Shenma, and all of them are powerful knights, and Shang Junzhu's secondary second disease has exceeded the ordinary secondary second disease by thousands of times. www.biquge.info Perhaps, what he needs is not to catch someone to carry forward the Lingshan School for himself, but to see a psychiatrist.

Why didn't I see the essence through the phenomenon when I didn't cross over? Damn!

After dodging the middle two undead whose heart was higher than the sky and whose fate was thinner than paper, Meng Shichen was sitting in a daze in the peach blossom forest in the forbidden land. After making up his mind to work hard to change the status quo, he found that it was impossible to complete Shang Junzhu's request, and Meng Shichen's whole person was not good.

If this routine continues, I'm afraid she won't be able to go home in her life. Shang Junzhu, a big pit, didn't plan to help her calculate the location and time of the space-time rift at all?

There are also these disciples of the Lingshan Sect, except for the senior brother Qin Guan and the second senior sister Qu Yan who can reach the level of taking over the task of removing the spirit, although the others have some foundation, they are still laborers. As for her, Meng Shichen, not to mention, people didn't say anything about her, and they still wanted to cut her!

I don't know and I don't have the life to learn any spiritual arts, Shang Junzhu is a scholar who has reached the peak level, and I don't know if he will be tortured to death if he follows him to learn spiritual arts...... Alas!

Meng Shichen bit his lower lip tightly, held a small peach tree with a thick wrist with a heavy face, and was silent for a moment.

"Shang Junzhu! You're a big! Eat Xiang you! As she roared loudly, she shook the little tree vigorously, and immediately a small rain of peach blossoms floated.

Meng Shichen shook more and more violently, and the anger in her heart also expanded, and the poor petals were shaken by her without resistance. When he came back to his senses, only a broken red petal was still hanging on the branch.

She took a deep breath, and there was an "ultimate shake" The little tree snorted in the wind, and suddenly broke away from Meng Shichen's palm and slammed into her forehead!

"You vegan plant bullies me too?!" Meng Shichen pressed her forehead and counted the small trees that were still shaking, okay, she was bullying others. A gust of wind swept through the petals on the ground and flew away.

After being depressed for a while, Meng Shichen gradually calmed down. Having been with Shang Junzhu's undead spirit for too long, even she is about to become abnormal.

Wandering aimlessly in the peach forest, Meng Shichen hung his head and took down the wooden sword on his body and hung it on the branches at will. This is what Shang Junzhu took her to the practice room to get after running yesterday, and it was stolen......

Looking at the coarse white clothes stained with a large piece of purple sedge juice on his body, Meng Shichen thought to himself, although he seemed to have no choice, but he confidently promised Shang Junzhu to let the Lingshan Sect shock the martial arts, in fact, he also had a little bit of a loss, right?

It's just a loss, a loss.

It's a pity that her luck is very poor, she hasn't had a golden finger after traveling for so long, and she doesn't even have a cheats strategy. The whole is a little white in the rivers and lakes, although Shang Junzhu is also a little white in the rivers and lakes, but he is a master of spiritual arts and martial arts! Moreover, people are still undead, and they can be hanged.

Meng Shichen walked in a daze for a long time, and suddenly, a waterfall like a practice crashed into his eyes. It was a small waterfall, about the height of the two-story school building she used to go to, and a small bright rainbow floated on the semi-circular pool.

The depressed and decadent mood was melted away a lot by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and Meng Shichen squatted on the edge of the pool and looked at his reflection for a while.

With a sigh, she picked up the cold pool water and wiped it on her face, the cool water droplets slid down her neck into the collar, and Meng Shichen was instantly liberated from the dullness. Anyway, I can't go back, instead of being a cow and a horse here, I don't want to go down the mountain to the rivers and lakes!

Think about the other people who travel through people, whether they are men or women, who are not living like fish in water in a strange world? Why can't she?

With new ideas, Meng Shichen was no longer anxious about the eagerness to go home and the situation of being blocked everywhere in the Lingshan Sect. Leave those things that overwhelm people for the time being, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

Without Shang Junzhu's calculations, it is impossible to say that one day she will step into the space-time crack by mistake and return home! Life is possible everywhere.

"Humph! From today on, I, Meng Shichen, want to live my own life in the rivers and lakes! She grinned, grabbed a pebble and threw it at the waterfall. Let the disciples be three thousand, and all the powerful chivalrous warriors will see Shang Junzhu go!

Huh? Is that......

Where the stone was thrown, there was a pale hand resting on the stone outside the water curtain. If you don't look closely, the hand is almost integrated with the white curtain of water, and you can't tell it at all.

The situation of the Lingshan Sect catching the thief on the day of the crossing suddenly crossed over in his head, this person can't be the thief that night, right?

It's been a few days, and I'm guess dead, right? Meng Shichen wanted to go over and take a look, but when he thought about it, he retreated. Forget it, if it's really a dead person, it's not so scared that you can't sleep home for days and nights. Go to Master and let him take care of it.

After walking a few steps, my feet couldn't get out again. "It's hard to tell who is right and who is right on the rivers and lakes, maybe it's just a misunderstanding?" Meng Shichen bit his lower lip and muttered to himself, thinking about the poor and scumbag Lingshan faction, except for a few fat pigs, it seemed that there was nothing to steal.

If Master and his old man were bumped into by Qin Guan, a cold-faced senior brother, in order to not be able to uphold justice, wouldn't this person be dead?

"Whew!" Meng Shichen turned around suddenly, stared at the direction of the waterfall and exhaled, first see if the person is dead, and then tell the master if he is dead, save the person first if he is not dead, and talk about other things later. Maybe this guy is a hidden NPC in the routine she crossed?

Just hand it over like that, two or two?

After a long time, Meng Shichen finally climbed to the bottom of the small waterfall. Actually, she swims faster, but she can't ...... Ahem. The man was lying face down at the back of the waterfall in a green coat, and judging from his figure, he was a man.

Meng Shichen silently sang in his heart that the immortals from all walks of life gave him courage, and then closed his eyes and probed his finger to the man's mouth and nose. A simple action, but she felt that her heart was like a drum, and she couldn't breathe.

Who made himself a student house who had never seen a dead man? Think of it as my own little theater, yes, I'm just acting, this person is my partner, he plays corpses...... Whining.

After Meng Shichen found a reason for himself thousands of times in his heart, he finally successfully discovered that people are alive. It's a pity that it's almost like death.

An hour later.

Meng Shichen wrung out the water on his clothes and sat on the grass panting. Looking at the man in Tsing Yi who was dragged out by herself, she swallowed nervously. The man looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure and handsome features, but unfortunately there were about a dozen wounds on his body, large and small.

In such a state, it is already a miracle that there can still be a breath.