Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Incomparably Powerful Yang Fan

In Qinghe's cave mansion, Situ Junlang knelt on the ground respectfully, not saying a word, but secretly looked at Qinghe with a cloudy face.

"Why did you provoke the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect?" Qinghe asked

"Master, I just saw that he was a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and I wanted to make friends, but I didn't expect it..."

Qinghe looked at Situ Junlang in front of him, and finally had to sigh and say:

"In the future, the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect, don't provoke anymore, the brute bull is back, this Dongzhou..."

"It's going to be messy"

After speaking, he fell into contemplation, but Situ Junlang knelt on the ground motionless, he had also heard the legend of the wild bull, and the most terrifying thing was that he had a tendon and chased and killed Qinghe for five hundred years.

After a long time, Qinghe came back to his senses and said lightly to Situ Junlang:

"Go to your senior brother, he has told me several times that there is a shortage of people on his side. "

Situ Junlang looked at Qinghe with horror in his eyes, but looking at Qinghe without a popular look, he had to sigh and bow his head and agree.

In the Tianyu Inn, Ni Xin listened to Tong Er's words and was digesting this terrifying content in a daze.

Tong Er covered his mouth and chuckled: "Master and Uncle are in the same vein, and there are some similarities in style, which you should understand."

Ni Xin pulled the corners of his mouth, his face was full of helplessness, I didn't understand it, I knew it too well, but he really didn't expect it.

Just relying on a projection without mana, to do this, is really .....

In the end, he sighed helplessly, but his admiration for Yang Fan in his heart was really gushing.

"In fact, the stronger the master behaved at that time, the less they would suspect it, if the master behaved a little weaker, we were afraid that we would not be able to come back."

Ni Xin wanted to say, I know it's so reasonable, but you don't care about the nephew you have never met, but the loving eyes of his two Ni Xin are open in his eyes, in this case, you have a doppelganger.

As if he had guessed what Ni Xin was thinking, Tong Er opened his mouth and explained: "The mana clone actually won't have much strength, if I can't deal with the enemy, the master's mana clone won't be of much use, and there is actually not much difference between all projections and clones."

Ni Xin rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that I was a rookie anyway, what do you say, but looking at Tong Er lying on the bed, he felt a little guilty in his heart, Senior Sister was only injured because of herself.

Senior sister can stay in Feiyu City, but it is because she watched the changes in Feiyu Mountain, and she didn't worry about her senior sister going back to Feiyu Mountain to find herself.

"Senior sister, I'll go to the city to find Lang Zhong to prescribe some medicine for you."

Tong Er smiled and glanced at Ni Xin, she was still very satisfied with this little junior brother, although her strength was low, but she had a pure heart, she opened her mouth and said:

"We cultivators are injured, which ordinary medicinal herbs can cure well" Then he patted Ni Xin on the shoulder and said patiently:

"Little junior brother, your thinking needs to change slowly, I guess with Uncle Shi's character, he won't explain these things to you, and I will explain them to you in detail when I return to the sect."

Ni Xin nodded, it seems that the master's character has always been like this, and he thought that he would treat it differently, but he really missed the green pothos and the master, and he didn't know if they were doing well, and he didn't know why the master didn't go back to the Qingshan Sword Sect.

Just when Ni Xin was thinking about it, Tong Er coughed lightly and said to Ni Xin: "That... Brother, if it's okay, I want to ....."

Ni Xin came back to his senses, but he was also a little embarrassed, he was thinking about things, but he forgot that he was in his senior sister's room, so he quickly got up and retreated, and turned around and went back to his room.

Seeing Ni Xin's hurried appearance, Tong Er also laughed lightly twice, but soon began to repair his injuries.

After returning to his room, Ni Xin lay on the bed, still thinking about his mother and Jin Chang's father and daughter, and he didn't know what they were doing, and Ke'er, and he didn't know if she was doing well, thinking about it, his eyelids became heavy.

When Ni Xin woke up, it was already dark, he went downstairs to ask for some food, and when he walked to Tonger's room and was about to knock on the door, he remembered what Tonger had said, Senior Sister had already opened the valley, and there should be no need to eat.

Just as Ni Xin was about to turn around and leave, Tong Er's voice came from the house:

"Senior brother, send it in, I'm... I may not have eaten in a long time...."

After Ni Xin entered the house, he put the food on the table the same, looking at Tong Er's excited eyes, Ni Xin was a little funny, senior sister's temperament is really....

Just now I was teaching myself not to eat the fireworks of the world, but now I ......

"Is there any wine?" Tong Er, who was still a little shy just now, now let go, looked at Ni Xin with a look of hope and asked.

Ni Xin got off the flask from his waist and handed it to Tong Er, after Tong Er took a sip, his face was full of excitement, and then he said to Ni Xin:

"Qingshan Sword Sect is good anywhere, it's just too bad for the smell of fireworks, it was okay when the senior brother was here before, the senior brother can also make wine, and the wine made by the senior brother is definitely the best wine in the sky and on the ground."

After speaking, Tong Er seemed to think of something, and said a little sadly: "But after the senior brother left, there was no place to drink, sometimes I was hungry, so I went back to the mountain to drink secretly, but it was difficult to drink."

Ni Xin looked at Tong Er's depressed mood, and he didn't know how to comfort him, but after Tong Er glanced at Ni Xin, his eyes were also glowing, and he said excitedly: "But it's okay, Master said that Senior Brother will be back soon, and soon I will have another drink again."

The corners of Ni Xin's eyebrows jumped unconsciously, why are you so sad if you don't die, if I tell you to look away, birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, will you beat me?