Chapter Ninety-Three: A Humble Wish
Hu Luan's statement obviously provoked the displeasure of Pillow Qiao, but seeing Zhao Shaoqing's excited face, he let go of the sword he was clenching in his hand again.
Originally, according to his temperament, like Hu Luan, he killed something with a sword, but this will definitely make Zhao Shaoqing unhappy, alas, it is too difficult.
Hu Luan didn't know that he had unknowingly picked up a life.
"Sister is that trick, the trick of a lot of swords is really powerful, and she killed a lot of demon seeds at once."
"Humph!"
Pillow Qiao snorted coldly, sat cross-legged next to Zhao Shaoqing, and glared at Hu Luan like this, as if to say, I can sit next to Su Daoyou, but you can't. Looks a little smug.
"Oh oh oh, it's that Thousand Swords Trick, this is my famous stunt, hahaha!"
Being praised like this, Zhao Shaoqing was obviously very comfortable.
"Sister."
Hu Luan squatted in front of Zhao Shaoqing and took her hand, but she didn't react, Hu Luan wanted to do something.
Pillow Qiao opened his mouth wide, his eyes were about to pop out, and the sword he grabbed in his hand was instantly unsheathed and slashed forward.
"Two and a few immortal masters drink some soup to warm up! It's cold! ”
His sword finally stopped behind the old man, exhaled, and sat beside Zhao Shaoqing with a huff and clenched his fists fiercely.
Pillow Qiao's movements were very fast, only in a breath, and the people next to him didn't pay attention, but such actions obviously couldn't hide from Zhao Shaoqing.
Lao Suo and Hu Luan looked at the suddenly angry Pillow Qiao strangely, and they didn't care.
Zhao Shaoqing withdrew his hand from Hu Luan's hand, scooped a bowl of soup from the bucket and handed it to Pillow Qiao, touched Pillow Qiao's head, and calmed his emotions.
"Did the little girl eat over there?"
"Lord Xianjun, don't worry, we sent food over there early, and they, there is also dry food, Lord Xianjun can rest assured."
Hearing Lao Suo say this, Zhao Shaoqing was also a lot relieved, she didn't want to guard the city in Huanghua for most of the day, and in the end, the girls couldn't even eat.
She scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it, it was wild mushroom soup, it tasted a little delicious, but unfortunately it was something mortal after all, and it was not beneficial to the recovery of Xuanqi.
However, she was still reluctant to put down the soup.
Hu Luan raised a fire on the city wall, and most of the monks who cultivated in the Jindan stage could resist the wind and cold, and a cold day like this was just a little colder for the monks in the Jindan stage.
An ice spirit root like Zhao Shaoqing, the colder the weather, the more comfortable she feels.
"Sister, your legs?"
"Oh, Hibiscus Palace."
Hu Luan took a step back, he didn't expect Zhao Shaoqing to tell him like this.
"Aren't you afraid of me, I'm demonic!"
She carried the Xuan Qi, and the demonic energy spread outward from the Xuan Qi, which aroused the vigilance of all the monks on the city wall in a moment.
Looking at the vigilant appearance of those monks, Zhao Shaoqing couldn't help laughing, under the disturbance of Pillow Qiao's cough, she realized her gaffe, just now she laughed like a madman.
"Sister, you are a demon cultivator, why are you with this Dao cultivator!"
"Qiao Aimu Su Daoyou, what's the matter, do you have an opinion?"
Pillow Joe's dark face and drawn sword told him that he was already on the verge of death, and that there was only one sword left from death.
A cold sweat broke out behind Hu Luan's back, he forgot that the man in front of him was a monk in the infancy stage, if he burst out of Xuan Qi, the senior brother not far from him might not be able to save him.
"No, no!" Hurriedly and obediently admit his mistake.
"Alright, alright, don't worry so much about Pillow Qiao."
Zhao Shaoqing hurriedly snorted, relieving Pillow Qiao's mood of wanting to kill.
"By the way, why did you, a little monk of the Acquired Realm, go to such a dangerous place?"
"My senior brother is here, so I'll follow along."
Hu Luan picked up a bowl of soup and drank it and put it aside. He sighed into his palm, and the hot air in his mouth dissipated in the air with the air current.
"I have something I've always wanted to do. When I was very young, my parents were killed by the Monster, and it was my sister who rescued me from the Monster's mouth. ””
"Senior sister asked the master to take me in as a disciple, it was my mother and senior sister who raised me, I like my senior sister, a man can't always grow up under the protection of my senior sister, so I ignored my senior sister's opposition and followed my senior brother to go out to practice, just to want to go back one day to marry my senior sister."
"Beautiful wishes."
Zhao Shaoqing stared at the galaxy in the sky, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"Sister, do you have a wish?"
"I ...... I don't know. Do you have Pillow Joe? ”
Pillow Qiao put the dragon sword in front of him, stared at the sword spirit inside and said, "What Qiao wanted to do most before entering the cultivation avenue was to eat a cooked meal, and now he just wants to guard Su Daoyou's side."
"Sister, is your surname Su?"
"Well, a very earthy name."
"Then can I call you Sister Su?"
"Hmm."
"Sister Su must be very happy to have someone like her uncle by her side. Spanning the love between good and evil. ”
Zhao Shaoqing shook his head with a smile.
Hu Luan's expression was a little sluggish, since he was smiling, he must be very happy, so why did he shake his head?
"Everyone has their own things to do, Sister Su, you must have something you want to do."
"What you want to do, cure the apricot girl's illness, watch a few girls get married, help Yucheng and Qiu Qianxiao find the girl they like, well, and Song Lin's girl, I want to wait for the previous things to be done, take her to the Sword Sect to recognize the sect." Well, when these things are done, I want to find my father, and then take him to my mother's grave and teach him a hard lesson, if I can't find my father, I will go back alone to find a husband to marry, and stay in front of my mother's grave for the rest of my life. Maybe so, not surprisingly. ”
Hu Luan and Pillow Qiao were both a little surprised, Hu Luan was surprised that it was a demon cultivator, and it was also a demon cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage who wanted to do the most was such a humble thing.
And Pillow Qiao was surprised that Su Xiaolian finally said that she would find a husband to marry.
"Sister, don't you have a particularly big, very big dream, such as becoming the head of a faction, becoming the head of the demon cultivator, and becoming an immortal?"
Hu Luan drew circles and gestured, and her antics made her laugh.
"I haven't thought about any of this, they say that I am a four-spirit root, and my qualifications are poor, and it is impossible to fly immortals."
Hu Luan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't believe that the beautiful sister in front of him who was about the same age as him was a four-spirit root.
She is the cultivation of the four spirit roots, the cultivation of the Yuan Infancy, in contrast, her own two spirit roots only have the cultivation of the acquired realm, is it a waste?
He couldn't help but click his mouth.