Chapter 9: The Role of Yo-Yos
When Wan Ying woke up, she found that it was getting late, and she was lying in a comfortable and soft quilt.
Before she could let out a comfortable sigh, the corner of her eye inadvertently swept to her side, and a masked black figure was clubbing motionlessly.
This person's eyes were oozing with green light, which was unusually oozing under the reflection of the candlelight, so frightened that she immediately sat up and slapped at the black shadow.
"Fuck off!"
With a wave of his long sleeves, the black shadow easily took her move, and pushed her down with a counter-push.
"Little girl, you have a lot of ability, even the ancestor dares to fight!"
As he spoke, the black shadow took off his veil, revealing a dark and thin face. His high cheekbones and sunken eye sockets make him look ghostly, unusually scary.
Ordinary people had to retreat when they saw it, but Wan Ying pounced happily, "Ah, Ancestor, why are you here? It's so good! I'm not dreaming, am I?"
With the ancestor here, where else in this world is where she, a family of thousands of people, can't go? She thought beautifully in her heart, and pinched the other party fiercely to show her happiness.
For the ancestor, her small means are just pediatrics, and she doesn't frown, she is as stable as Mount Tai, as if she is a clay sculpture.
She pursed her mouth boringly, and said coquettishly with an aggrieved face: "Ancestor, people have been bullied, you have to help others get angry!"
"Hmph, you still have the face to say, I gave you the entry and exit token of the Divine Spirit Sect, but I didn't let you come to steal the treasure of the town sect. ”
"You made a mistake first, Yan Jia Lao'er not only blamed you, but also gave you the best elixir, you are only sixteen years old, and you have the skills that only a thirty-year-old monk has, what do you ask us to compensate for this favor?"
Wan Ying stuck out her tongue and said with a little weakness: "People didn't mean it, they just itched and slipped in accidentally." Who knew that he would just open the secret door and see this trick by chance. ”
She said with an intoxicated face: "It's really beautiful, I just want to borrow it and play with it for a few days, and I don't really want to take it for myself." ”
The red bag hung on her body, lining her skin with white snow, beautiful and unwanted, she couldn't say the love in her heart.
"Okay, Bang explained, I don't believe the ancestor when you say this, do you think others will believe it?"
"Hurry up and hand it over to the people of the Divine Spirit Sect, that is a chicken-like existence, and it can't be cracked at all, don't hurt the harmony between our two sects because of this. ”
This thing, the ancestor has seen it a long time ago, and he has tried it himself, even if he is already a strong existence in this world, he can't do anything with a small trick.
It can't be torn apart, it can't be torn, it can't be cut, it can't be burned......
All kinds of blood, spittle, sweat, potions, spells......
No matter what happens to it, it doesn't move. This is definitely a Lingbao-level existence, and some people even speculate that it is an immortal treasure.
It's a pity that it can't be opened, it's just a useless dead thing after all.
"Ah...... That'......"
Hearing the words of the ancestor, Wan Ying lowered her head and played with her fingers, "I don't know where I went, it was too dark at the time, and they chased me and entangled, so I thought about throwing it away and not giving it to the ghost-faced man, and then just threw it casually, who knows, I ......"
"You, you, let the ancestor say something about you!" the black shadow sighed, veiled and urged: "Let this go in advance, hurry up and clean it up, and then you will act with the people of the Divine Spirit Sect." ”
"Huh, are you going to play?" Wan Ying's eyes lit up and she asked happily.
For her, as long as the ancestor does not pursue it, it proves that this is just a trivial matter and can be passed.
The black shadow nodded her forehead in a heavy tone, "You, you, how old are you, you are still so playful! We have something to do, it is too uneasy to leave you out alone, you should follow the ancestor!"
The black shadow doted on Wan Ying in every way, which was since she was born, and she had long been raised to be brutal and willful, and to take and take away.
Therefore, she just listened to the words of the ancestor, and never went to her heart, she was used to it.
When the two of them hurried all the way to a large training ground, they saw many disciples of the Divine Spirit Sect gathered around one person and pointed at each other, and the scene was chaotic.
"Oh! Isn't this Senior Brother Chu Hanyang? Is this what kind of strong enemy he has encountered? He was so badly injured!"
"What~~~ Senior Brother Chu is so miserable, there is such a big hole in his chest, can he still be saved?"
"I don't know how he escaped back?
"It's a pity, there is a gap between our sect and the Medicine King Palace, and I can't ask for the Great Returning Pill, Senior Brother Chu...... I guess it's ...... It's mysterious!"
......
The crowd looked sad and sympathetic, but no one stepped forward to help, so they left the wounded man lying on the ground and humming.
"Ahem......"
The ancestor coughed lightly like thunder, faintly mixed with shocking pain, and the disciples couldn't bear it, and they scattered as birds and beasts with a hula.
He stepped forward to take a look curiously, but took a few steps back like an electric shock, looking quite scared.
Wan Ying didn't know how to feel it, but she was still cautious and retreated.
"Ancestor, he is ......"
Old Ancestor interrupted her with a look of regret, "This person used a yo-yo to escape, but it's a pity, it's too wasteful!"
The so-called yo-yo is naturally taken from the meaning of slipping, because of the shortage of production materials, the annual flow is only a single digit. And there are no less than fifty powerful people in this world, and everyone wants to win one or two as a means of saving their lives.
Such things can be described as priceless and hard to find. Now, one is used up in front of my eyes, how not to feel heartache.
If he had known that this person had a heavy treasure on his body, even if he had to fight to tear his face with the Divine Spirit Sect, the ancestor would have to find a way to get it.
If this rests on him, it will be a proper second life.
Violent destruction of heavenly things, violent destruction of heavenly things! The ancestor shouted desperately in his heart.
But because of the black veil, no one could see the violent fluctuations in his heart.
"Ancestor, what is yo-yo? Why haven't I heard of it?" asked Wan Ying like a curious baby.
Old Ancestor looked around, raised his hand and made a silent gesture, "Don't say more, you just need to remember that the blue smoke marks on this person's body are highly poisonous, and outsiders can't touch them at will, otherwise they will definitely die, and there is no cure." ”
"So brutal?
Wan Ying shrank behind him, looking frightened.
At this moment, the head of Yanjia, who was wearing a white robe, also rushed over when he heard the sound, and a bunch of people were hula behind him, but they were wearing heavy animal skin clothes, and not even an inch of skin was exposed.
"Carry this unsuccessful guy to the Great Elder's cottage for me, and let him figure out how to go by himself. ”
Yan Jia's voice was not angry but mighty, and it had the momentum of a superior. The beast skin man didn't say much, the well-trained took out a stretcher, and carried Chu Hanyang away with a quick movement.
The whole process was like a gust of wind, and it quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The head of Yanjia smiled and clasped his fists and stepped forward to salute, "I'm sorry! I frightened the two of you! This little thing won't delay our trip, please get in the car!"
As the words fell, a crisp bell sounded not far away, but it was a luxury cart pulled by five demon beasts.
These demon beasts are all dragon scale horses, and the scales are oily and slippery, indicating that the gods and spirits are rich and well-cared for. It is also covered with special cyan armor, and it looks majestic.
In comparison, those disciples of the sect were dressed in ordinary black clothes, holding ordinary iron in their hands, and they looked like they had no resistance, but they were weak.
The dragon-scaled horse snorted and led everyone to the gate of the mountain, where thick smoke billowed and obscured the sky and the sun.
It is worthy of being a running beast that travels thousands of miles every day, and everyone only felt that their eyes were flowering, and they had already rushed into the labyrinthine bamboo forest, and soon drowned in the blue waves without a trace.