Chapter 96: Ten Thousand Beasts Peak
As if noticing his gaffe, Su Qingmei immediately restrained his emotions, and then saw the young man next to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info The boy has changed a lot.,I haven't seen him for more than a year.,Now it's more than sixteen years old.,It's really grown into a guy.。 Because he doesn't bask in the sun all year round, his skin has become extremely white, not to mention that he is handsome and charms tens of millions of women, but he is also upright and attractive.
But when Su Qingmei saw Liyin, there was a strange hatred in his heart. However, this trace of hatred was not enough for him to express it with his expression, but a ripple in his heart was quickly smoothed out by him, and then his face showed unexpected surprise and joy, but this expression did not last long, and it quickly returned to calm, and in his calm face, there was a trace of sorrow that he deliberately revealed.
"When did you come back. "Su Qingmei always has a mature mentality beyond her age.
Li Yin didn't answer Su Qingmei's question, stared at the injury on Su Qingmei's body, and said, "How did you get hurt?"
Su Qingmei's face sank, sighed, and squeezed into a crying look: "Don't mention it, today I encountered a spirit-level lower-level thorn gold armor, the thorn gold armor skin is very hard, I finally killed it, but a group of hateful disciples robbed it, if I go slower, they will probably kill me." ”
Just now, Li Yin heard Fang Kuan and a few people say that Su Qingmei has been a disciple of the inner sect for two months. Li Yin asked, "How many spirit cores are there to collect enough for thirty?"
"Eighteen. Su Qingmei frowned, looking aggrieved, and had a great expression of complaining to Liyin.
Li Yin looked at his aggrieved appearance, and suddenly became a man, and You Ran felt a headache in his heart. But he came back to his senses violently, and hurriedly pinched off this bad feeling, Su Qingmei in front of him was a man, he couldn't have other crooked thoughts, he was a normal person.
"When is it time to turn it in. "Li Yin knows that even if he defeats the Demon Ancient Beast Ape, there is still an assessment.
"One more month. The bitterness between Su Qing's eyebrows and eyebrows was a lot heavier, and he quietly stared at Li Yin, and the corners of his mouth quickly floated with a hint of smile. Li Yin's aura changed, he could clearly feel that Li Yin was stronger than before, and he only noticed the strange beast next to him now, knowing that Li Yin must have gone lucky.
"There's no rush. "Liyin is now in the second turn of the spirit vein, and one month is enough time to help Su Qingmei solve the thorny problem of eighteen spirit cores.
Su Qingmei bit her lip slightly, and asked intentionally, "Are you here to help me?"
"Although the sect stipulates that you have to go to the assessment yourself, as long as you hand in the spirit core, and don't say who helped you hunt the spirit hunting beast, no one will follow you every day to patrol. With a finger move, Li Yin took out a Xuan-level low-grade Mangxing Sword collected from the Naxu Bracelet of the disciples of the Star Picking Palace and handed it to Su Qingmei.
The spirit-level low-grade spirit sword in Su Qingmei's hand had cracked and had become a defective product, and it wouldn't last long.
"This is, Xuan-level low-grade spirit sword, are you going to give it to me?" Su Qingmei stared at the sword, his face was overjoyed, but he quickly suppressed his joy, but the corners of his mouth were still soaked with a sweet smile.
"Naturally. Li Yin nodded and said, "During this time, I will rest for two days, I have been on the road for a few days, I am a little tired, and there are some small things to solve, and I will go to Gulin with you in two days." In the past two days, you have also practiced swordsmanship. ”
Su Qing's eyebrows moistened, and he squeezed out two teardrops.
Liyin wiped him off with a smile, and then comforted him for a while. But Li Yin suddenly felt a little subtle, so he said goodbye to Su Qingmei, and then excused himself to be tired and went into the house to rest.
After entering the house, Li Yin frowned slightly, and his heart was confused. When he wiped Su Qingmei's tears just now, Su Qingmei's weak eyes soaked in tears, as well as the increasingly fine skin on his face from his fingertips, and the faint strange fragrance on his body, all made him feel very strange.
He was now suddenly afraid of getting too close to Su Qingmei.
After thinking about it, Li Yin forcibly cut off this feeling again. Maybe I'm suspicious. It's just that Su Qingmei is much smaller than him, and he is a crying person, and his skin is a little too white of a boy, but now Su Qingmei is only fifteen years old, so it shouldn't be strange.
After comforting him for a while, Liyin fell asleep, he didn't stop for a moment in the past two days, he was really tired.
The stars and moon outside the house were faint, and this night, Li Yin finally slept soundly.
Early the next morning, after getting up from Liyin, he simply cleaned up, and glanced at the rising sun in the east, the morning sun was shining, today was a very good weather, but his heart was a little heavy.
Su Qingmei was refining swords in the courtyard, and he got up earlier than Liyin.
Originally, he thought that the Golden-winged Bull Mantis was Liyin's Pang Beast, and his relationship with Liyin was so close, that the Golden-winged Bull Mantis should also recognize him as the master. He deliberately wanted to get close to the golden-winged bull mantis, and took the initiative to reach out and pat the golden-winged bull mantis, but the golden-winged bull mantis just crawled on the ground and did not react to him.
Su Qingmei was a little annoyed, feeling that this beast was not smart, and the hand that slapped it was a little heavier. The golden-winged bull mantis was listless, but it was suddenly reshot, as if it had been touched by anger, and suddenly a pair of evil eyes stared at it, which frightened Su Qingmei and hurriedly retreated several steps.
Knowing that the golden-winged bull mantis was not easy to provoke, Su Qingmei curled the corners of his mouth slightly and ignored the beast, and practiced his sword in the courtyard alone. Now that Liyin is back, with Liyin helping him, he no longer needs to worry about the remaining dozen spirit core sets not being enough.
Li Yin said hello to Su Qingmei and walked out of the house. When the originally listless golden-winged bull mantis saw Liyin, he immediately became energetic, got up from the ground, and shook his wings, as if he had woken up from sleep. respectfully let Liyin ride on his body, and then carried Liyin away without hurry.
Seeing that the golden-winged bull mantis looked respectful to Lixian, and then thinking of the golden-winged bull mantis ignoring him just now, Su Qingmei had a slight hatred in his eyes, hateful stupid beast, I don't know the relationship between myself and Liyin, sooner or later, one day, I will ride on you.
The golden-winged bull mantis carried Li Yin along Xuerong Avenue together, the breath of the Xuan-level demon beast and the golden mantis knife were as domineering as a tiger walking in the sheepfold. Xuerong Avenue was originally extremely wide, but most of the spirit beasts in the same company walked timidly against the side of the road, for fear of provoking this demon beast.
The whole avenue was wide enough for Golden-winged Bull Mantis and Liyin to walk sideways. Li Yin didn't like to be public, but the golden-winged bull mantis already had a mysterious-level grade, and it was an alchemy demon beast, with a noble identity, and other spirit beasts didn't dare to come closer.
Along the way, Li Yin came to the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak with a lot of eye-catching eyes. He thinks that in the future, he should try to take the golden-winged cow mantis out as little as possible, this guy is too stylish, and being high-profile is not the style of life that Li Yin likes, so it's better to be low-key.
However, the golden-winged bull mantis is still beneficial, Li Yin asked the disciples of Ten Thousand Beast Peak about 'Xu Xiange', and the disciples saw that Li Yin was riding such a demon beast, and they were all very respectful to Li Yin, and no one looked at him coldly. You must know that if the outer disciples come to inquire, most of them will be snubbed, and even those with a bad temper will directly beat people.
With the golden-winged bull mantis there, Li Yin quickly inquired about the specific information of 'Xu Xiange'. Xu Xian'er told Liyin before he died that he didn't forget it, Xu Xian'er volunteered to die for him for a month, and it was precisely because of Xu Xian'er's help that Liyin had the opportunity to live out, he would not forget that simple and lovely senior sister, but unfortunately, he couldn't save Xu Xian'er.
Li Yin stared at this young disciple with a somewhat unkempt hair and a haggard face. The scruffy beard should have not been trimmed in a while, and there was a sour smell on the dirty coat, and I don't know how long it had been since it had been washed.
The young disciple looked back at the strange Liyin behind him with a confused gaze, and said sadly: "I don't know you, but you came to me, there should be something, I have something recently, and it is a very bad thing." I've been deluding myself and don't want to wait for an outcome. You showed up, I think, and the results should have come. ”
Li Yin stared at this young disciple unexpectedly, his heart was slightly sour, Xu Xian'er was simple and cute, and he had an excellent impression of Xu Xian'er. Although Xu Xian'er's big song looks sloppy at the moment, if he is cleaned up, he should also be a personable man, otherwise he will not let a graceful woman stay by his side with peace of mind.
The woman just stood silently and watched Liyin, but after she first glanced at Liyin, her eyes fell on the young man again, and there was no one else in her eyes.
"Xian'er, let you come to me?" The young man looked back at Li Yin, and on the outline of his strong and resolute face, a pair of Gang Yi's eyes squeezed out sadness.