Chapter 210: Gathering Immortals (12)
Yan Yin followed Mingshu for a distance, but then he didn't know if he received the news or what, so he suddenly turned around and went to the place before.
A good immortal cultivation sect, why should you suppress the demon clan in your own sect?
[It's safer to keep it in front of you.] Harmony gives the standard answer.
I don't think so.
Mingshu sits on a big rock and eats, which is fucking for the protagonist's equipment.
γ......γIt's good if you're happy.
The next day dawned.
Lin Jin withdrew from his cultivation state, he stretched and looked at Mingshu on the big stone, "Xuan Ji, have you been in a daze for another night?" β
Mingshu's tone was a little serious, "I'm absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. β
Lin Jin: "......"
If he hadn't seen her in a daze at night, he would have almost believed it.
"I'll get you something to eat." Whether she is in a daze or not, she is now the boss anyway.
"Go ahead." When it comes to eating, Mingshu is very kind.
Lin Jin couldn't stand this contrast a little and couldn't help rubbing his arms.
After Lin Jin made something delicious, the rest of the little followers also quit cultivation, greeted Mingshu, and went down the mountain with their shoulders hooked.
During the day, they were in the practice field, and Mingshu only taught them how to improve their cultivation, but he would not teach them spells, so these things had to be learned in the practice field.
When these people left, someone came out of the jungle next to them, led by a middle-aged uncle whom Mingshu had never seen, with a somewhat serious face.
Yan Yin, wearing a silver mask, stood lazily beside him.
As soon as they appeared, Mingshu felt that someone had swept around with spiritual power, and instantly swept her in.
After making sure that there was nothing out of the ordinary, a few people took a few steps forward.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man spoke.
Mingshu glanced at him, unlike ordinary disciples who saw the cringe of the elders of the sect, he just pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, and replied without humility or arrogance: "Xuan Ji." β
Black?
The people in that place probably won't send people here, coincidentally......
The following are the outer disciples, some disciples will go up the mountain in the morning to cultivate by themselves, and it is not surprising that she appears here.
The middle-aged man apparently didn't suspect why she was here.
But her attitude and surname made the middle-aged man look at her again.
A supernumerary disciple of an outer sect can do such a thing when facing him......
He asked, "Have you ever encountered anything strange?" β
It seems that Yun Yao didn't tell them......
"Strange things...... What counts as weird? β
Maybe Mingshu smiled too softly, and the middle-aged man's serious face couldn't help but relax, "It's not the same thing as usual." β
"Did you show up?"
ββ¦β¦β
What about this yellow-haired girl raising the bar with him?
"Except for us." The middle-aged man said.
Yan Ying's eyes fell on Mingshu, and he didn't know what it meant, his eyes were very light, as if he was looking casually at random.
Mingshu opened his lips, "No." β
The middle-aged man looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, and said, "Morning cultivation is about to start, go down the mountain, don't stay on the mountain." There's nothing going on lately, and don't go up the mountain. β
After giving the order, he asked people to go down to spread the word, and forbade the disciples under the mountain to go up the mountain.
"Senior brother, I'll send her down the mountain." Yan Yin suddenly said, "Don't let her run around." β
"Senior brother, you want to be lazy again?" A person next to him almost blurted out, obviously Yan Yin had not done this kind of thing in the past.
Yan Yin didn't answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.
"Senior brother, look at him, he slips away every time something happens!"
"Senior Brother Yan Yin, this matter ...... The stakes are very high, and you are also a member of the Hidden Sect, so you can do anything at this time. β
"It's good that he doesn't mess things up."
The rest of the people are talking word by word, and they are extremely dissatisfied with Yan Yin.
The middle-aged man also looked at him with hatred, stopped those people's words, and waved his hand, "Go ahead." β
Yan Yin strode towards Mingshu, the corners of his lips that the mask could not cover raised a lazy arc, "Little guy, let's go." β
Mingshu still wanted to pull some hatred points, but the group had already turned and gone elsewhere, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
It was so fast that she didn't have time to play.
Cultivating immortals is capricious!
Mingshu silently collected the things on the stone and walked down the mountain.
The way down the hill is quiet and the birds are barely audible.
"The blue sea stone is there for you, right?" The voice of the wild goose sounded abruptly, breaking the silence of the mountains and forests.
"Master wants?"
These words are indirect proof that Bihai Stone is really in her hands.
He just asked casually, but he didn't expect it to be with her.
Yan Yin's eyes narrowed, but his voice did not change, "If I say I want it, will you give it to me?" β
"If it's the master, you want to ......," Mingshu dragged out a long voice, "I really won't give it." β
I'll destroy whatever you want.
Isn't it very stylish.
Yan Yin suddenly dodged to stop Mingshu, relying on his height, looking down at Mingshu, "You hate me very much?" β
Mingshu tilted his head, "Doesn't Shizun hate me too?" β
"What did I do that misled you?" Yan Yin seemed to be a little puzzled, "I only helped you last night, how can I hate you?" β
"Then you have to ask Shizun what he thinks in his heart." Mingshu stretched out his hand and patted Yan Yin's chest, smiling like a flower, "It's better to ...... I'll dig it out for you and see? β
There is a very strange forest cold.
It was as if that hand had been inserted into his chest, grasping his heart, and would be ripped out at any moment.
He reached out and grabbed Mingshu's wrist, and his eyes flowed, as if there were a slightly rippling lake.
A lazy voice brushed across the lake, "At a young age, don't be so cruel, you are cultivating immortals, not demons." β
"What do I cultivate, what does it have to do with you."
"I'm your elder, so unruly, but I will be punished."
Elders?
I'll let you elders!
Mingshu suddenly struck Yan Yin by the throat.
Let's talk about it first.
Yan Yin asked Mingshu to do his best, but in the end he found that he couldn't do it if he didn't move.
This little girl doesn't know what to learn, she doesn't seem to have any offensive power, but she is actually very domineering.
"Uhhh
The sharp leaves grazed the geese's cheeks, and a bloody streak immediately appeared on the smooth chin.
The branch fell in front of him, pointed straight at his eyebrows, and the next moment struck at him.
"Hiss......"
The goose gasped.
He reached out and grabbed the fallen branch, followed his white hand, and looked at the girl opposite.
He tugged at the branch with a slight force in his hand, Mingshu's body slammed down, and the goose caught it, grabbed her waist with one hand, and pressed it into his arms.
Sassy β
The mountain wind rises from nowhere.
He looked down at Mingshu and whispered softly, "I let you, but it doesn't mean I can't beat you." β
The breeze brushed the tips of Mingshu's hair, and the smile on her face grew brighter, "Really? β
Yan Yin's face suddenly turned ugly.
The fingers pressed on Mingshu's waist became harder and harder, and it took a while before he said, "Count you ruthless." β
"Thank you."
Mingshu pushed him away and retreated slightly higher.
"We'll see, you'll always be mine."
The goose flickered and disappeared in place.
There were a few drops of blood on the ground, slowly dipping into the ground.
Mingshu looked at the place where Yan Yin stood with some distraction.
After a long time, she let go of her hand, and the blood-stained knife fell to the ground.
When she used the knife, she didn't think that she could really stab him, he could avoid it......
Stand and let me stab...... What does he want to do?
Want to lower my vigilance and grab my snacks?
Don't even think about it!