Chapter 1 Uncle Xiao, someone has come to find fault

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"Hand over the seal, otherwise, I will destroy your Xuantian Sword Sect."

The woman in red raised the whip in her hand and hit the ground with a 'snap', and the demonic beast suddenly became restless.

The outer gate of the Xuantian Sword Sect was in chaos, and the ferocious demonic beasts wantonly destroyed the Xuantian Sword Sect's Dharma Protector Array, and many disciples were injured.

Behind the demonic beast, the woman in red was like blood, looking sarcastically at the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect who were constantly struggling.

"A bunch of waste, my Warcraft haven't really exerted their strength yet, you can't do it, I repeat, hand over the seal immediately, otherwise, your life will not be guaranteed!"

"Impossible!" Qing Xuan, the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, galloped over and shouted loudly.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

The woman in red threw out her whip violently, and the demonic beasts beside her became even more crazy, their attacks were more than twice as strong as just now!

Qing Xuan gritted his teeth to resist the attack of the demonic beast, watched the disciples of his sect fall to the ground one after another, gritted his teeth, and said loudly to the disciples: "You all go away, I will deal with this demon girl!" ”

"Master!"

The disciples exclaimed, unwilling to leave!

"Let's go, there is a sect protector array, I can support my uncle and ancestor to come!"

Hearing the words of the master, the disciples suddenly realized and retreated! There are even faster disciples, and Edgeworth flies towards the highest peak in the distance.

The sky above the sect

A figure came from a distance, this person was dressed in a white robe, and he looked at it with a fairy spirit!

He carried a milk doll that looked like she was only three or four years old in the other.

That's right, it's a milk doll, three or four years old, this milk doll is not simple, fat arms, small short legs, round little face, wearing a big red brocade robe, and a strange creature on the top of her head is jumping over with her body swinging in the wind.

The creature was the size of an adult's fist, and its jelly-like body seemed to be able to pass through light, and no matter how much it bounced on the doll's head, it could make sure it didn't fall.

"I'm the junior uncle of the Xuantian Sword Sect, you mention me like this, don't I want to lose face?"

The milk doll has her hands around her chest, her small mouth is pouting, and she looks angry.

"Just you, do you want to save face? It's been more than ten years since I went up the mountain, and I still can't fly with my sword, and I'm not as good as a disciple who has just started, where does I get the face? Mo Jin glanced at the little girl she was holding in her hand, and that look was properly disgusted!

"What's wrong with not being able to fly? Isn't that a matter of you, the master, not teaching students according to their aptitude? The milk doll suddenly frowned, glanced at the demonic beast that was attacking the mountain gate below, and a fine light appeared in her eyes, "Hey, old man, let's go have a good time?" ”

"Do you think I'm too nice to you?"

Mo Jin glanced at her, and as soon as the words fell, the voice of the woman in red threatening the Xuantian Sword Sect came from below!

"If you don't hand over Feng Luoxuan, I will slaughter your Xuantian Sword Sect today!"

"What are you doing again?" It was not difficult to hear the taste of gnashing teeth in Mo Jin's tone.

"Huh! Isn't this the woman in red you met when you went out on the full moon day last time? ”

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Mo Jin's voice was full of helplessness, this little girl is a film, she will cause trouble when she goes out, he wipes her ass every time, and she really wants to expel her from the division!

"It's nothing, it's just that the moon was full that day, and I went out for a walk and saw a very, very beautiful fox.

I was going to peel the skin and make a scarf to honor my master, but as a result, as soon as I was killed, this product was found.

I saw that it was getting dark, and I couldn't entangle myself and slip away, but I apologized and made amends. ”

"Your so-called apology is a sentence of sorry, throwing a few taels of silver to others, reporting to your family, saying that you are the seal of the Xuantian Sword Sect and then running away?"

What the hell is this apology?

It's clearly humiliating, okay!

Feng Luowan's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "How do you know?" Did you sneak behind me that day? ”

Mo Jin glanced at her, and a brain melon collapsed on the head of the milk ball, "Are you still less troubled by this kind of disaster?" Do I need to follow you? ”

Feng Luowan covered his head: "Master! You always play my brain like this, beware that I will really deceive my ancestors in the future! ”

"Rebel! ...... you are a teacher" Mo Jin's words about to teach his apprentice a lesson suddenly paused, and then changed the topic: "Good man, look at those few demonic beasts, are they very beautiful and powerful?" ”

"So ......" A grin appeared on the little face of the sealed milk, and the smile was cute and cute, and there was a little calculation.

"We don't accept the things that are delivered to the door, and we are rude!"

Mo Jin let go of his hand with a smile.

"Wow! Stinky old man, I can't fly! How many times have you done this to me? I'm going to betray my master!! ”

Feng Luowan felt the falling body and immediately screamed.

"Uncle Junior!" Hearing Feng Luowan's voice, Qing Xuan hurriedly raised his head, not caring about the fact that he was still fighting against the demonic beast in front of him, and hurriedly flew up to catch this little ancestor who couldn't fly!

"Nephew, long time no see."

was saved, Feng Luowan breathed a sigh of relief, and greeted Qing Xuan with a smile.

"Uncle Junior, what are you playing with Uncle Shi again?" Qing Xuan reluctantly spoke.

"It's okay, it's okay! Your uncle is teaching me the sword! ”

Hearing that Uncle Shi Zu taught Uncle Xiao Uncle Imperial Sword, Qing Xuan had no choice but to give her a sympathetic look!

"Uncle Junior, these demonic beasts are very difficult to deal with, and their strength is not bad, you can take it easy later, don't break it!"

Hearing this, Feng Luowan patted Qing Xuan's shoulder, kicked his little short legs and jumped out of his arms, "I know, I won't kill you, you can rest first!" ”

After that, she came out of the Protector Sect Formation and came face-to-face with the woman in red!

"You're looking for me?"

"Where did the milk doll come out, is there no one in the Xuantian Sword Sect? I actually let a milk doll come out and send it to death! ”

"Hey! You can see clearly, I am Feng Luojuan, although I am shorter, smaller, and fatter now, I can still vaguely see my alluring face when I grow up! Feng Luowan pointed to his face.

"You...... Is it really a seal? The woman in red pointed to the milk doll in front of her in disbelief.

Not to mention, after her explanation, the woman in red took a closer look, this milk doll is indeed a little similar to the little girl that day!

But that day's closure was clearly a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl!

"In these days, how can no one believe the truth?" Feng Luowan shrugged.

How many times has this been, she is obviously a teenager, but she has to be trapped in such a body!

She didn't want such a thing, who let her be poisoned just after birth, in order to save her life, her family sent her to the Xuantian Sword Sect, Mo Jin accepted her as an apprentice, passed on her mental method, and the poison in her body could not be lifted, so she could only suppress it.

And her body, because of this toxin, has been staying at the size of three or four years old, and cannot continue to grow, only in the full moon of each month can she become an adult.

"There is such a strange thing in the world, I want to see what kind of god you are pretending to be, what kind of ghost are you doing?"

The woman in red is so curious about this milk doll, it's so funny!

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