Chapter Twenty-Five: The Story of the White Star

"It's not delicious! it's so bad!" said Ling Baixing.

"Then put the pot down for me. Moon Butterfly looked at Ling Baixing and was about to move the pot away.

The old man smiled: "Hahaha, it's been a busy day, I've worked hard for you, go and rest." ”

Three: "You obviously want to swallow this soup to yourself." ”

“。。。 Okay, okay, let's drink together. ”

After the four of them were full, lying on the leaf bed laid by Guo'er, Yuedie asked the old man, "Old man, who are you?"

"Heaven must not be divulged... ”

“。。。 Are you a Peking Opera cat from Tezong?"

"Perhaps... ”

“。。。 ”

"Go to bed early, kid. ”

"But... I can't sleep. ”

"Why?"

"I'm tired ... Feel... Don't want to go any further. ”

"Have you forgotten the mission given to you by your master?"

“。。。 No... Guo'er and Spirit White Star are also waiting for me, and I will definitely become stronger. ”

"You have the ability to copy, and it's not hard to become stronger. ”

“。。。 How do you know? ”

"Looks like you already know. ”

“。。。 Tell me a story, old man. ”

"Okay... Back in the day.. I am also a very powerful Peking Opera cat. ”

The old man recalled the past time, and his cloudy eyes seemed to see the dawn again: "Do you know what happened later?。。。 Huh?"

Moon Butterfly is already asleep.

“。。。 Alas... ”

Where do you go after a night?

"Hah... Comfortable, this bed symbolizes my temperament. Ling Baixing got up: "See if the hairstyle is messy, don't blow up your hair." ”

"Hmmm... Guo'er stretched: "You don't have hair at all." ”

"Hmmm... "The spirit white star pierces the heart.

"Hmm, why didn't you see Sister Moon Butterfly?" Guo'er got up and looked around.

"Ink words, green lotus arrows, confusing eyes. "Yuedie is discussing with the old man.

Ling Baixing looked surprised: "Wow, it's amazing... I didn't expect this half-hung moon butterfly to be so powerful. ”

Guo'er stepped aside. "Eh, why did you suddenly go so far?" Ling Baixing was puzzled, and suddenly an arrow shot over, "Wow... Ling Baixing was so frightened that his soul was gone, and the arrow shot at Ling Baixing's face.

Yuedie took back the umbrella: "Who are you talking about?"

Guo'er walked over silently: "Don't expect to speak ill of Sister Yuedie behind her back. ”

Ling Baixing was in a cold sweat: "It seems that you are also a person with a story." ”

"Huh. ”

"Wow. It really worked. Moon Butterfly felt that her moves were becoming more and more proficient, and her power was also greater.

The old man said modestly: "You already have a good talent, and it is not difficult to master it, but after all, you don't have the bloodline of those sects, so it is still a little difficult to use." ”

"Oh, I'll try. ”

Guo'er and Ling Baixing chatted: "By the way, Ling Baixing, do you have the bloodline of the Twelve Sects? You should be from the Eye Sect, right? It may also be from the Singing Sect, but your sister is from the Eye Sect, so you should too, right?"

"I... I do not know... I picked it up... "Ling Baixing is a little sad.

Guo'er was also a little distressed: "What about your biological parents?"

"I don't know... I know Sister Su Xue, Sister Su Xue is also an orphan, the two of us depend on each other, and then Sister Su Xue went to the Eye Sect, I was with Sister Kongyu, on the day of the chaos invasion, Sister Kongyu was demonized by Chaos in order to protect me. Ling Baixing slowly told his life story.

Guo'er said confidently: "Don't worry, I will protect you." ”

"Is it possible? I'm a dignified spirit white star! How could I need a little girl's protection!"

Guo'er mended the knife: "You're not a child either? ”

"Hurts. "The corner of the spirit white star is circled.

Yuedie happily walked over: "Hehe, you can release moves more delicately." ”

"That... Let's go next. Are you going to Tezongduo?" said Guo'er.

The old man said, "Are you going to the Hand Sect? What a coincidence, I have a few cute children who are also going there, and you may meet them." ”

Yuedie said slowly: "Could it be... It's sugar. ”

"Hahaha, exactly. ”

The old man suddenly noticed that two terrible ghosts were getting closer.

"You know, you want us to cook for you!" said the two cats.

"Hehe, hey, but you didn't lose anything... I tasted such a delicious soup and mastered the power of neutralization. ”

"It seems to be. The two gradually calmed down.

Lingbai Xingshu exists: "What about me? I don't seem to have gained anything, old man, give this peerless secret book or something." ”

"You... You drank half of the pot yesterday. ”

"Okay... ”

Moon Butterfly walked into the distance: "Let's go, Target Hand Sect." ”

"That... Sister Moon Butterfly。。。 Guo'er said, "That's the way we came." ”

"Uh... I know... I.. I was just... Find something. ”

The two of them felt a little wrong, and Guo'er asked the old man, "Old man, do you know which direction the Hand Sect is?"

The old man pointed the way: "Go, I hope you can get along well with those children." ”

"Brother White Sugar, wait for me, I'm coming. A vine grabbed the moon butterfly and ran over.

Ling Baixing followed with a confused expression: "So... Who the hell is Sugar?"

The three of them hit the road hastily.

The old man looked at the back of the moon butterfly and muttered, "Poor child... You have to hold on. ”

Ling Baixing always felt strange in his heart, since drinking that pot of soup...

"What's wrong?" asked Yuedie.

Ling Baixing said slowly, "Do you think... The soup is weird, and I feel so strange after drinking it. ”

"It's because you're worrying too much, it's so delicious, I think you're drinking too much and want to have diarrhea. ”

"Perhaps?" Ling Baixing was skeptical.

A faint light of rhyme flickered.