Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Am the Mysterious Old Man (Part I)

"What, are you greedy for that sword technique? Say it earlier, I still have exercises, as long as you swear loyalty to my king, I can help you rise to the top!"

"I'm not interested in your so-called exercises, and I don't want to be loyal to your king, it's just that your misguided sentence touched me deeply. Since you are so capable, why don't you find someone else, is it only my body that can melt your soul body. Qingwen already had a plan in her heart, and asked out loud.

"Girl, you didn't ask such a straight question. What's the matter, what's not it, I just fell in love with this body, what can you do with me?" The male soul was a little annoyed by Qingwen's words, but he didn't want to show it too obviously.

"I don't care what you think, but I think we might be able to work together. Qingwen took the initiative and proposed cooperation.

"With you, a little Qi cultivator, he actually wants to cooperate with my Xiao Soul. Joke, big joke, you're not even as good as my puppet's puppet. "What kind of identity did Xiao Soul once be, and he looked down on Qingwen's cultivation from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course, you can look down on me, but if your king needs you to do this?"

"Don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things, even if the king is in trouble, you need toβ€”no, you want to talk to me. ”

"But after all, you said it yourself, your king needs me. Qingwen squinted her eyes and smiled like a cunning fox,

"How could I say"

"So there was a thing, but it didn't say anything. ”

"What the hell are you trying to do? Even if you can get my words, what can you do?"

"Cooperation. Don't you want to develop, ahem, and find monks who are willing to be loyal to your king? ”

"How do you find it, how do I know you're not talking nonsense?"

"Isn't there just one just now?" next time pass me a brief introduction to all your monks' exercises,"

"How do you know I have ......?"

Ignoring Xiao Soul's words, Qingwen thought to herself that this psychological routine was not easy to deal with a simple soul like you. What gave her a headache, how to deceive Shao An. Yes, it's a lie, Qingwen doesn't want to teach Shao An's sword trick in her own identity, so it is easy to expose the fact that she is wrong.

Therefore, Qingwen plans to pretend to be a monk who was once powerful, but was betrayed by his apprentices, injured by strong enemies, and hid everywhere.

Qingwen silently carved the jade slip, took out the Qiaoling fox mask, it is enough to help people for a while, and what happens after the foundation is built depends on Shao An's own creation. With a mask on her face, Qingwen's whole body spread out like water waves, and when she recovered, she had already become a fairy wind bone, just like the Supreme Elder, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

Pasted the breath charm and went back to the corridor, Shao An was still there full of words, as if he was drunk but not drunk, and there was still the liquor he took from the storage bag in his hand, the smell was so smoked that Qingwen wanted to hit him, and he was almost choked, and his voice leaked. I saw that Qingwen was not moving, and her thoughts were condensed, and she was transmitting the sound to Shao An. At this time, Qingwen was imitating ventriloquism in the earth with divine thoughts,

At first, it was just the sound of the wind, from far to near, one sound and one weak, the slightly louder voice was pure, but faintly unstable, the weak voice was orderly, and the multiple sounds, this is simulating the tacit cooperation of several people, chasing a seriously injured person.

Suddenly, the two voices sounded like thunder at the same time, and then broke through the air in an instant. It was the sound of a sudden burst of speed that cut through the air.

"Who?" Shao An seemed to feel something, chaotic, looking around.

However, the silence and no one should be the illusion of drunkenness.

Shao An was about to lean on the railing.

Qingwen stretched out her hand to cast a spell, it was an instantaneous golden light technique, but this light was not far or close, it was behind Shao An's back against the railing, it was not very bright, and it flashed, in Shao An's opinion, it seemed that someone was fighting in the air, and the afterglow affected here. Shao An only felt that the cold hairs on his back stood up, the cold did not stop, and his breath was weak.

Cold is Qingwen's newly learned cold technique, which is generally used to make smoothies to eat, and at this time to create a sense of coercion from the masters.

As for being depressed and weak, it was because he had drunk too much wine, and his body was not soft, could it be that it was straight? He was so nervous that he couldn't stop holding his breath and forgot to breathe, of course he was depressed.

Next is the show time of ventriloquist (transfiguration) player Qingwen

The blazing fire is simmering, and it comes from the sound of a rocket launch that Qingwen saw on the earth.

The sword is sonorous, the gold and stone explode, like a shower of rain, even if there is a slowdown, followed by ten thousand swords, there is no way to avoid it.

Among them, there is a very unusual sound, against the eight directions, splitting the six-way rushing sword, it is the wave of the heavy sword that turns the world upside down!

"Juque really lives up to its name. I see you can still perform a few more stunts, he's already at the end of his crossbow, on!"

"Rats are ridiculous. Look at the sword!"

"No! He's going to attack this side, retreat, retreat. "What are you afraid of, he has no way to escape, he is exhausted. "Oh no, he's going to blow himself up, flash flash"

"It's fake!

Suddenly, all the voices came out in unison, the situation was ever-changing, Shao An did not doubt it, he only felt that those chasers bullied fewer people with more people, and they were just rushing up, and they were afraid of the last blow of the chasing people, and the sword swept over, and they didn't dare to take it, it was really a rat. That senior must be a master.

It was time for the player Qingwen to come on the field, jump, bend backwards and somersault for three and a half weeks to turn the body 360 degrees, beautiful, almost no splash. The above is purely imaginary.

The fact is that Qingwen took advantage of Shao An's dizziness, and when she looked back, she quickly sprinkled Caiyunlan juice on her body, although this liquid is not as real as a dream made of psychedelic talismans, but it also has a certain psychedelic effect.

Then he wet his chest with the rain condensation technique, grunted, rolled to Shao An's feet, and spat blood from his mouth, of course, the blood was an illusion.

Create a phenomenon that this high-level monk tried his best to deceive the enemy into chasing him into the distance, but he was finally exhausted and was rescued by Shao An.

"Senpai, you. Who are you?" Shao An really didn't find out that it was Qingwen.

"I am an elder of the Taiyang Sword Sect, and I was victimized by a traitor, so you hide me first and don't show it off. Qingwen was secretly happy in her heart, and casually recited the name of a sword sect.

"Okay, okay. Shao An cautiously helped Qingwen back to the room, in fact, Qingwen had been very worried about someone coming suddenly, this was the biggest variable in this matter, but fortunately, most of the monks who came to the spiritual food shop were meditating, and no one had the leisure to come out and hang out.

"Thieves dare, eat me with a sword. How could the old man have ever been afraid when he walked the world...... Senior brother, when I go out to travel, the sect will be handed over to you for safekeeping......" After Qingwen was pretending to be seriously injured in bed, her mind was confused, and she couldn't tell what the past looked like now.

"Senior, senior, if you are sober, I will go to the doctor for repair. Although Shao An was in the illusion at this time, his wine was about to wake up, and Qingwen knew that with his half-hung illusion, he would definitely not be able to hide the sober Shao An, so he had to speed up and pass the sword. So he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed Shao An.