Chapter 119: It's not a definite number yet
Xu Sanxiao hit it for the last time, but the bubble burst before he could touch it. He was suddenly bounced off by the shock wave and fell to the ground dozens of feet away. And the ten thousand flowers in the bubble flew into the sky and saluted the void: "Thank you." "The edge turned into a cloud of smoke and fled.
Xu Sanxiao was helped up by Yan Jiuxiao, swallowed a few pills, and sat down to breathe on the spot.
He didn't notice that there was still a leaf on his head that had not been plucked, and a little immortal Xiu couldn't hold back, snorted, and finally laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha......"
Xu Sanxiao opened his eyes weakly, but a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the magic weapon flew out, cutting the hair on the top of the person's head against the scalp in the blink of an eye.
The man had a false alarm and suddenly stopped laughing. Frightened, he raised his hand and touched the top of his head, only to find that the middle was smooth, the surrounding was shaggy, and it had been shaved to the Mediterranean.
Even though Xu Sanxiao was defeated by Wan Huamian, he could still crush the rest of the medicine collection team.
Mediterranean instantly understood, and was so frightened that he almost became incontinent.
The other monks who saw the situation quickly threw away the roasted corn in their hands and wiped their hands clean to show their innocence. Worried about being implicated, he once again complimented Xu San with a smile.
Su Qing watched from afar, and after sneering, he turned his head away from those hypocritical people.
"Jiu'er, go and put away the Yang Returning Grass." Xu San smiled and listened to the compliment, shrugged his nose disdainfully, and ignored these wall grasses, and instead ordered the little apprentice.
"Yes."
Yan Jiuxiao, who looked like a scholar, was extremely obedient in front of Xu Sanxiao, but he still didn't smile.
The seven Yang Returning Grass were put into the storage bag by Yan Jiuxiao, and Su Qing watched from a distance, without a little joy of harvest in his heart, but instead bred some inexplicable regret.
If you don't go into your own pocket, you can't count it as your own.
Xu Sanxiao is upside down, so happy. The other monks of the medicine collection team are all villains who see the wind and steer the rudder. Whether or not these seven Yang Returning Grasses, or other elixirs that may be obtained next, can be distributed is not yet a certainty.
"Cousin." Su Qing looked at Su Chuyang and whispered to him, "You look at Gu Bai, don't let him ...... Trouble. ”
"I, I'm watching?" Su Chuyang's eyes widened subconsciously, in disbelief, but his voice was still very low. But seeing that Su Qing seemed to be very serious, he had no choice but to cooperate with her and agree.
"How can I look at him, if he wants to cause trouble, a hundred of them are not enough for him to step on. …… I'll do my best, though. ”
"Thank you, cousin."
Taking advantage of Xu Sanxiao's stall of meditation and pranayama, Su Qing quietly left.
Gu Bai, who seemed to care indifferently, suddenly raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes, tilted his body and smashed Su Chuyang's forehead with a wild mulberry: "Hey, where did your cousin go?" ”
Just now, Su Qing asked Su Chuyang to look at him, and he heard it all, but he deliberately pretended not to know.
Su Chuyang's expression was embarrassed for a moment, and he touched his forehead, helpless.
I think he has been a proud man since he was a child, before the fall of the Su family, others have always complimented him, and after the fall of the Su family, no one will directly ignore him. But when Gu Bai appeared, as if he was used to being the eldest young master, he naturally became a little follower, and even he felt that this was the way it should be, and he didn't know why.
After feeling complicated for a while, Su Chuyang put down his hand and picked it up, coughed and began to show his expertise: "Uh, this, people have three urgency, I don't know if you have heard of it." Don't peek at your senses, your cousin will be shy. ”。
Gu Bai, who just wanted to probe out of his divine sense, hurriedly retracted it, his face flushed slightly, and he cut vaguely: "Who wants to see it." ”