Chapter Forty-Seven: You're Such an Eighth Child!

"Repaired, repaired?" Obviously, before he fainted, he was about to be sucked dry, and he only repaired seventy percent.

Jiang Ying heard the movement, finished pranayama and opened her eyes, her eyes had returned to normal: "Don't worry, the good ones can't be better." This old man almost killed you. ”

When the richest man heard this, he looked behind him, and saw that the white crane was unconscious, his placket was pulled open to reveal his shriveled sternum, and there was a water stone hanging above his head, which was flowing out of living water drop by drop, just at the entrance.

"He's fine, my CPR operation is professionally trained, but it's okay." A flash of green light appeared in Jiang Ying's hand, and a half-thin ivy whip appeared in front of the richest man.

"Gee, how did you get your whip like this?" The richest man exclaimed in pain.

Jiang Ying pointed to the bamboo qin on the table with his eyes, and the two emitted the same blue light, full of the vitality of plants.

"You used your magic weapon to help me repair the bamboo qin?" The richest man looked at Jiang Ying in disbelief, "I thought we were in a mutually beneficial relationship, this is good for you" The richest man looked at Zhuqin and then at the poor whip in Jiang Ying's hand, "What's in it for you?" ”

Jiang Ying looked at the eyes of the eighth senior brother: "It is not good for the senior brother to dispose of the dozens of worthless little demons outside the Tongtian Temple and erase the traces of my array." ”

But it's important to me.

The richest man was silent for a long time when he heard this, as if he was thinking about how to treat this junior sister who was sharp and alert and released enough kindness to himself.

Jiang Ying saw what he was struggling with, and said in one sentence: "If you want to thank me, please complete the following three things: first, what is the origin of this bamboo qin, you can explain it to me; Second, there is a little Taoist priest out there who has been deceived by me, do you have any way to make him forget me? Third, get me an ivy when I go back~"

"Okay!" These three are not difficult now, the richest man stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and put the bamboo qin into the ring: "I'll go and deal with that little Taoist priest first, the matter of the bamboo qin, and you will go to a place with me later." ”

Jiang Ying touched the pulse of the old master, it was very stable, and he followed the eighth senior brother out with confidence.

The two of them walked along the ...... The breath of defecation found the little Taoist priest who was still shivering and hiding next to the water stove. When the little Taoist saw Jiang Ying behind the richest man, he kicked his leg and fainted.

"What's wrong with you?"

"There is a door ban in this view, I can't feel where you are, I seem to have changed my eyes when I am in a hurry, and I simply tell him that I am a fox demon, and I will blow him up if I don't take me to see the master......

The richest man put on a face, "Even you can pretend to be a fox demon?" Jiang Ying, who looked at it, was furious: "Am I not like it?" ”

The richest man patted the little Taoist priest's face, and used a little spiritual power to wake him up, while avoiding Jiang Ying's question. As soon as the little Taoist priest woke up, he was held down by the richest man with both hands, and before he could struggle, he looked at the eyes of the richest man and froze.

"You fell asleep in the room just now, and you had a dream of meeting a fox demon, and the fox demon looks very similar to the guest of the watcher, and they are all ...... It's beautiful and cute. ”

Jiang Ying knew that his appearance was by no means beautiful, otherwise the original owner would not be a pure tool person. But she was still very satisfied with the Eighth Senior Brother's well-intentioned "boasting group" behavior.

I saw that the eighth senior brother pressed a finger to the little Taoist seal hall, and the little Taoist immediately came to his senses! He looked at Eighth Senior Brother in confusion, and then looked at Jiang Ying, his eyes bursting with amazing light! The hand unconsciously reaches forward.

"This female donor, you, why did you come to the room, it's dirty here, don't get your dress dirty! My name is Shang Xiu, I am a Taoist priest of Baiheguan, we Taoist priests can marry a wife, I am eighteen years old, I have not yet married, I don't know...... Alas, the female benefactor stays! ”

The richest man couldn't straighten his waist with a smile on the side, Jiang Ying glared at him and quickly fled from the room.

"Okay, you old eight, when my cultivation is stronger than you, I must beat you to the toilet and eat hamburgers!" Jiang Ying, who gritted his teeth, had not yet walked out of the White Crane Temple, but was pulled by the eighth senior brother who caught up from behind:

"Senior sister, don't be angry, I want you to experience the daily life of the fox demon."

Jiang Ying strode ahead, summoning the lotus leaf as she walked, who thought that she hadn't gone up yet, the eighth senior brother jumped up first, and seemed to be in a very good mood: "Let's go, Yingying, take you to meet the master of the bamboo piano!" ”

Jiang Ying glanced at him, stepped on the lotus leaf and sat side by side with him, and didn't forget to reach out and give him a big pocket!

The lotus leaf carried them south, and the two fought and fought, and the relationship seemed to be closer.

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"By the way, how did you manage to make that little Taoist priest obey his words? Is it a spell to control the mind? ”

"Yingying, Eighth Senior Brother, my experience - this business is a mental technique to put it bluntly, so I must have to study it. My mental technique is passed down by my master, and there are almost no opponents among my fellow practitioners, let alone a mortal little Taoist priest? ”

Jiang Ying's eyes rolled, this mental skill is so awesome, I want to learn!

As a result, before his eyes drifted to the eighth senior brother, he was rejected: "You stop, there is still some sacrifice to learn this trick, you eighth senior brother and I will never have a Taoist companion in my life, and the way of mental art cannot accommodate the second spiritual consciousness fusion and knowledge sea." ”

"No Taoist couple in your life? And this kind of good thing? Jiang Ying almost blurted out that this mental technique is spiritually exclusive, and it is really a weapon to break off love. So, those who cultivate the Ruthless Dao in the main peak are all masters of mental arts? ”

The richest man's face froze, and he said sullenly: "Who told you that ruthless Taoist monks don't marry Taoist monks?" They can't be married to them! ”

Jiang Ying felt that the three views had been impacted, but the richest man didn't want to discuss it now: "It's almost time to get to the place, I'll talk about these things later." ”

The red sun is sinking in the west, and according to the direction of the richest man, Jiang Ying controls the lotus leaves to fall slowly. They came to an elegantly arranged garden, faintly melodious music came out, and there was only this gorgeous place within a radius of ten miles, and the rest were woods.

"This is the mansion of the eldest princess of the Jiang Kingdom."

"Jiang Guo, eldest princess? Jiang Ling? Jiang Ying quickly went through the plot of the male protagonist Jiang Wuya's mother in his mind. The woman who used to be the ruler of Jiang Guo and single-handedly built this maritime business empire met the sect master of the Invite Immortal Sect in middle age, so there was Jiang Wuya.

According to Jiang Wuya's age in her twenties, she should be an old woman at this time.

"You know her?" The richest man was very surprised, and it was rare for the mortal world to enter the realm of cultivating immortals.

As the two walked towards the princess's mansion, Jiang Ying asked, "What the senior brother said, the previous owner of the bamboo piano was this princess of Jiang Guo?" But isn't she mortal? Wait a minute! Jiang Ying felt as if she had missed something important.

"You once said that you wanted to buy a bamboo piano and give it to your aunt, Jiang Ling is your aunt?!"

The richest man lowered his head embarrassedly: "That's right, I am indeed Jiang Guo's ......" It is really embarrassing to say his noble identity in the mortal world! was interrupted by Jiang Ying:

"You're Jiang Wuya's cousin?" Jiang Ying's heart: Sleep? Is it an enemy army?

"How do you know that the big brother ......" The richest man's heart:? How does she know?