Chapter Forty-Eight: Uncle Passing on Gong

In the next few days, Su Qi summoned the cute and stupid sword spirit envoy to become addicted, poured tea and water, tidied up the quilt, and completely treated the sword spirit as a maid, but unfortunately he couldn't sleep with him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Phew!

A crisp crane roar came from a distance, but in this high-pitched crane roar, Su Qi heard a trace of impatience and anger.

Opening the door, Su Qi saw the Oriental Mingyue stepping on the white crane, dressed in white and elegant, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. However, the feathers of the white crane under the feet are a little messy, which destroys the temperament of dust removal.

"Mingyue Master niece, why do you have time to come to me today!"

Su Qi said with a smile.

Dongfang Mingyue heard Su Qi call her niece, and her face suddenly froze.

"Master, please go to Lei Ze Peak!"

Dongfang Mingyue said with a cold face.

Pull the ladder up behind you!

Unload the mill and kill the donkey!

Rabbit dead dog cooking!

I don't repay the kindness!

Su Qi whispered a few words in his heart.

When I was looking for myself to go to Jinling City to withdraw from the marriage, I opened my mouth and closed my mouth, and my mouth was very sweet. When he got out of the marriage, he kicked himself away and became a stranger who didn't even have a name.

Su Qi's eyes rolled slightly, and he was thinking in his heart that he wanted to prepare a big gift for Dongfang Mingyue to revive his uncle's plan.

"Since the second senior brother is in a hurry to see me, you will give me a ride with Master Mingyue's niece!"

Dongfang Mingyue's face stiffened even more, although she didn't want Su Qi to sit on her white crane, she couldn't think of a reason to refute it, so she had to acquiesce to Su Qi's actions.

Su Qi stepped on the white crane, the white crane raised its arrogant head, shouted dissatisfiedly, and flew into the air under the comfort of Dongfang Mingyue.

"Niece of Mingyue Master, I see that your white crane's feathers are a little messy!"

Su Qi said casually.

Dongfang Mingyue snorted coldly in her nose.

"On the way to Qianshan Peak, I encountered a black shadow and almost hit Xiaobai!"

"Then Mingyue Master's niece, you have to be careful, there have been wild dogs in Qianshan Peak recently, and that's crazy enough!"

Dog!

After listening to Su Qi's explanation, three black smoke appeared on Dongfang Mingyue's forehead.

Can wild dogs fly?

And fly faster than Xiaobai?

Seeing Dongfang Mingyue's appearance, Su Qi smiled secretly in his heart.

If he didn't guess wrong, the black shadow that Dongfang Mingyue encountered was a cute and stupid sword spirit running around the mountains.

The cute stupid sword spirit may have been asleep for too long, and when he wakes up, he will run around the mountains whenever he is free, and if he doesn't summon him, he won't be able to see his figure.

"Mingyue Master niece, don't you believe it? Look, which wild dog is here again!"

As he spoke, Su Qi pointed to the southeast.

Dongfang Mingyue looked in the direction of Su Qi's finger, and sure enough, she saw a black shadow shooting out, and the speed was so fast that it was about to hit Xiao Bai.

Boom!

A sharp sound pierced the sky.

When Dongfang Mingyue reacted, the black shadow brushed her shoulders and whistled past, and the violent wind even blew Dongfang Mingyue's crooked.

Su Qi's eyes were quick, and he put his arms around Dongfang Mingyue's thin waist, straightened her body, and the wisps of virgin fragrance penetrated into Su Qi's nose.

At the moment of shock, Dongfang Mingyue's chest rose and fell, and it took several breaths before she came back from the fright, and saw Su Qi's An Lushan claw on her willow waist, and her face turned pale with anger.

"Let it go!"

"Niece of Master Mingyue, what are you talking about? It's too windy here, I can't hear it clearly!"

The chest of the bright moon in the east rose and fell, and the waves were turbulent.

Su Qi, it is clear that it is deliberate!

Dongfang Mingyue bit her red lips.

"Uncle Junior, hurry up and let go!"

Su Qi smiled.

"Niece of Mingyue Master, as a senior uncle, I have an obligation to protect your safety. If you are injured at Thousand Mountain Peak, how can I explain to the second senior brother. ”

"Look, which wild dog is coming again!"

Dongfang Mingyue turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw that the black shadow shot towards her again, as if she had an enmity with her.

Whew――

Although the black shadow did not rub his shoulders this time, the strong wind brought up was more violent than before, and the waves of air pushed the concave and convex delicate body of Dongfang Mingyue into Su Qi's arms.

The beauty is in her arms, the fragrance is gusting, and even Su Qi's clutches have dishonest actions.

"Niece of Mingyue Master, don't be afraid, if any wild dog comes again, I will help you fight it!"

The sword spirit in the distance heard Su Qi's words with a bitter tear on his face.

Master, didn't you ask me to scare Dongfang Mingyue?

You cross the river and tear down the bridge!

Dongfang Mingyue's face turned pale with anger, and she spit out a sentence coldly.

"No!"

As she spoke, Dongfang Mingyue controlled the white crane and quickly left the range of the Thousand Mountain Peaks.

It's a pity that the Thousand Mountain Peak is too small, and the white crane flew out of the Thousand Mountain Peak in the blink of an eye, so that Su Qi didn't have a chance to do it again.

Razor Peak.

"Second Senior Brother, how are you doing lately?"

Seeing Su Qi coming, Tian Yifan blew his nose and glared.

"Not good!"

"Very bad!"

"Someone took my dragon slaying nail and didn't return it, do you think I'm in a good mood?"

Su Qi touched his nose with an embarrassed expression.

"Ahem, didn't I forget, junior brother?"

Su Qixin reluctantly returned the dragon slaying nail to Tian Yifan.

Baby!

It's a pity you're leaving!

Slaying dragon nails, worthy of the name.

If there was no dragon slaying nail, Su Qi would not be able to kill the frog in the Autumn Fog Mountain Range.

"Don't be envious, don't think that senior brother, I don't know you have true dragon essence blood in your hands!"

Tian Yifan saw Su Qi's salivating look on his face, and said angrily.

"The refining methods and materials of the dragon slaying nail are all big roads, and only dragon blood is hard to find. You have the true dragon essence blood in your hand now, are you afraid that you won't be able to refine the dragon slaying nail?"

Su Qi smiled, although he has true dragon essence blood, but who would have too many treasures.

"Senior brother, you invited me this time, won't it be just for the trivial matter of slaying the dragon nail!"

Tian Yifan put away the smile on his face and looked serious.

"Chaoyang Yuan is currently lacking a disciple of Gong Transmission, and it should have been my turn to be born from Lei Zefeng. But a few of my disciples are either traveling or in retreat, so it's best to trouble the junior disciples!"

Chaoyang Garden!

Disciple of the Transmission of Gong!

Su Qi's face stiffened slightly, and he scolded Tian Yifan in his heart.

Sure enough, there is no good thing to find yourself, knowing that you are tired and lazy, you also blame yourself for this troublesome thing.

Passing on the Gong disciples of Chaoyang Garden is a very special task in the Qinglian Sword Sect.

It is said that the disciples of the transmission of gong are special, it is because this task is not fat, and they even have to work hard and complain, but there are still countless disciples who are fighting to grab this task.

Chaoyang Garden is the residence of the outer disciples, although there is no obvious benefit to being a disciple of the Gong Transmission, but it can leave an incense relationship with many disciples of Chaoyang Garden.

Therefore, every sect master and peak master once served as a disciple in Chaoyang Garden, leaving incense with many disciples, and after taking power, it was more conducive to the rule of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Therefore, if you don't cultivate it as an heir, even if your talent is high, you can't be a disciple of Chaoyang Garden.

However, Qianshan Peak is just a bare-bones commander, so Su Qi doesn't need to bother to maintain his rule.

"Second Senior Brother, can you discuss this matter!"

Tian Yifan stiffened his face.

"No way!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Little junior brother, don't forget, someone still owes me a favor!"

Hearing this, Su Qi suddenly understood.

Routine!

It's all a routine!

The sect let himself lead the team to slaughter Jiao, and asked Tian Yifan to tell him the news, it was all a routine, in order to make himself owe favors and force himself to be a disciple of the Gong.

Since ancient times, affection can't be retained, only routines can win people's hearts!

"Second Senior Brother, you said that you and a group of Jiedan monks will join together to trap me as an innate monk, is it appropriate?"

Tian Yifan smiled.

"Isn't it all for your own good?"

Tian Yifan's words were all said here, Su Qi had no choice but to pinch his nose and admit it, packed his luggage, and came to Chaoyang Garden.

Seeing the familiar plaque, on which the words "Chaoyang Garden" were written, Su Qi couldn't help but sigh.

A year ago, he was an outer disciple of Chaoyang Garden.

A year later, he became a disciple of the Gong.

No, it's the little uncle who passed on the gong.