Chapter Twenty-Seven: Salted Fish Lynch

The comer, in a green shirt, jumped down from his sword and looked at Lynch.

"Zhang Bufu, hum, you really took advantage of my absence to have ill intentions towards Yun'er. ”

Lynch is disgusted, this thing looks like that kind of cheap villain, although Lynch has nothing to do with Zhang Bufu, and he is not interested in what Yun'er, but it can also be seen that Zhang Bufu and the girl named Yun'er are in love, as for which onion this guy is, it seems that others are his private belongings.

"While you're away, what are you that deserve my attention?"

"The surname is Zhang!" the other party's face turned cold, "Don't think that you take yourself too seriously by beating a few mortals here." No matter how much you polish your muscles and bones, no matter how much you refine your internal strength, you and I are from two worlds, I am an immortal cultivator, and you can only be a mortal, a mortal with a lifespan of a hundred years!"

"Yun'er is a person with immortal roots, following you is completely ruining him, only by walking forward on the immortal path with me can you enjoy the blessings of joining hands for a long time. ”

"Yes, traitor, you will die of this heart, Yun'er will not be happy with you!" The guy who didn't stab Lynch to death with a sword came out again.

Lynch was helpless and held his forehead, "I said, the most painful thing in the world is that Lao Tzu obviously doesn't have any feelings for that Yun'er, who do you like to marry, why do you have to keep BB in front of me?

"Besides, didn't I stab you in front of her?

"Who knows what ecstasy soup you poured into her, she still misses you now. I really regret it now, it seems that the ecstasy added to you at that time was not enough, and it made you sober up at the last moment, otherwise, if you kill me in front of Yun'er, you can completely kill her heart. "I didn't expect the middle-aged man to expose himself to the shady.

"Damn. "Lynch used to think that Zhang Bufu this guy was also a slut, and his father-in-law would kill his father-in-law if he didn't agree to the marriage, not only cheap, but the key was that he was also brain-dead, and if you killed him, he would kill him, and if he didn't scout the environment beforehand, wouldn't he know his girlfriend's movements?

As a result, it now seems that Zhang Bufu was actually calculated by his father-in-law.

It's really hard enough, in order to break up his daughter with Zhang Bufu and marry this immortal cultivator, he doesn't even plan to take his own life.

Maybe it's still the fatherly love he thinks he has.

And it seems that Yun'er has a deep affection for Zhang Bufu.

And then the eggs.

Lynch has no intention of inheriting Zhang Bufu cause and effect, he is who he is, unique.

And this kind of plot Lynch is not strange, it is so normal for a traverser to encounter this kind of thing.

But this one... Immortal cultivator, Lynch looked at him, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Hahahaha, you were a senior brother in the martial arts hall before, you have good martial arts qualifications, everyone is your foil, of course you won't remember my name, didn't this old guy still try to match you and Yun'er at that time? ”

The middle-aged man was called an old guy by Qian Bufan without respect, and he was still smiling with a smile on his face, and Lynch couldn't help but feel pathetic.

Maybe he can't be blamed, his snobbish character has not been cultivated by this snobbish world, Lynch knows with his feet that in the Xianxia world is nothing more than the strong are respected.

"Okay, what should you do, Zhang Bufu is dead, it has nothing to do with the master, it's raining, go home and collect your clothes!"

Lynch is too lazy to talk to them here, the values are different, they can do whatever they want, he has lived for 10,000 years, and he is too lazy to care about some things.

"Stop!"

"What's wrong, want to fight?" Lynch turned and raised an eyebrow.

"Hmph, don't use your mortal narrow-mindedness to speculate on this immortal, since you take the initiative to give up, this immortal will not treat you badly, although you don't have an immortal root, but I can recommend you to enter our immortal sect as a miscellaneous servant, and if you please any immortal at that time, maybe you can also reward you with a quenching pill." ”

Well, this guy is pretending to be arrogant again, he used to call himself an immortal cultivator, but now he is directly called an immortal.

Lynch pursed his lips, "Can I ask, how long can that so-called immortal live?"

"Hmph, I don't know, the sect master of our sect has lived for five thousand years!"

Oh, five thousand years, it does seem to be a little more powerful than the Heavenly Realm.

"Okay, you want to take me into the sect? ”

......

The location of the sect seems to be relatively sufficient, with clouds and mist, and cranes crying.

The sect is called Jiuxiao Sect, and Qian Bufan is so awesome outside, but in fact, he is just an outer disciple.

Lynch had also discovered the strength of his aura through breath sensing before, that is, the level of non-entry on the Great Xuan Continent, of course, the immortal cultivator may be a magic master, and his skill output is high.

The status of the disciples of the sect is very low, but they can sponsor miscellaneous servants, and miscellaneous servants are really just miscellaneous servants, and they don't even have the name of disciples, and the sect will not provide any of the most basic cultivation exercises, Lynch has been a few days and found that it is really not interesting.

"I said, how can the miscellaneous servants be upgraded, can they be promoted to outer disciples?" Lynch asked.

"You dream, the miscellaneous servants don't have immortal roots, and they can't become disciples at all, so you can be honest and honest, mix a quenching pill, and you can go down the mountain to be a martial arts master in the future." ”

"But strictly speaking, there is a way, there is a tower in the sect called Lingming Pagoda, which is an ancient relic, and everyone including miscellaneous servants can enter it, and there are various items in it, and any project that passes the ten levels can directly become an inner disciple. Theoretically, the miscellaneous servants are also included, but this is just a joke, how can the miscellaneous servants get past it?"

"Okay! That's it!" Lynch decided happily with a wave of his hand.

"Hey, don't really go, your life may be in danger. ”

Lynch turned his head, his gaze deep.

"Haven't you thought about it?"

"What have you thought about?"

"People, if you don't have a dream, what's the difference between it and salted fish!"

The handyman stood still, repeating the words in his mouth.

"Dreams?" his gaze gradually glowed with hope, "why don't I have a dream of my own?"

"What's the point of dying, this brother, when you finish breaking through, no matter life or death, I will also break through, rather than live reluctantly, it is better to die vigorously!"

He looked at Lynch's distant back and thought silently.

Lynch wouldn't know that a person was going to embark on the road of no return because of his casual remark of poisonous chicken soup, and of course, he wouldn't care if he knew.