288. Minions
When the figure stumbled in front of Ling Bai, he saw that it was a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, but his current appearance was really flattering. His face was covered in blood, and his body was scratched by glass everywhere, and his flesh was blurred.
At this time, several black-clothed people behind had already killed, and they trampled the young man to the ground with one kick.
"Save...."
The young man opened his mouth and looked around for help.
Now the world is very chaotic, and it is very common to fight and kill.
Everyone turned a blind eye for fear of getting into trouble.
Just looking at this group of black-clothed people, they are not ordinary people, they are martial artists, martial artists are no better than gangsters, calling the police can scare them away, and they are going to kill people at every turn.
Even Ling Bai chose to turn a blind eye.
There's no need to meddle when he's out of the house, and he doesn't know who the good guys are and who's the bad guys.
"Master, the monks are compassionate!" the young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks finally shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black lifted him up and said coldly, "Stubborn!"
"Stop!"
Ling Bai's pupils shrank, and just now, he noticed a tattoo on the wrist of the man in black.
is a very familiar style, which is the handwriting of Wan Xiuwen, a rebel under Wu Ergou.
Has this guy started to intensify his cultivation power? He glanced at a few people in black, their aura was very strong, and their cultivation was in the big star position, and they were all elite disciples in ordinary small sects.
The black-clothed man who grabbed the sharp-mouthed young man looked at Ling Bai indifferently, and spit out a few words: "Don't meddle, bald donkey!"
Ling Bai smiled indifferently, raised his hand and slapped him.
The man in black was so shocked that he found that there was no way to avoid it.
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A heavy slap knocked him to the ground.
"Grass,"
The others roared and rushed up.
Ling Bai's face was indifferent, and he also raised his hand and flashed a slap, and several people were all hit in the face and were fanned to the ground.
The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked youth's eyes lit up, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time tightened the clothes in front of his arms.
The black-clothed man from before wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and stood up in a panic, glaring at Ling Bai coldly, "Your Excellency is a master of the Heavenly Rank, why are you meddling? Don't you know the rules formulated by the Martial Arts Association..."
"I act in vain, why do I need to explain it to others?
Ling Bai's eyes were indifferent, and he turned around and left with the young man.
The face of the man in black changed again and again, gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Done?" a hoarse voice rang on the other end of the phone.
The man in black was just about to speak, when there was a flower in front of his eyes and a pain in his hand, and his mobile phone was taken away.
Ling Bai took the phone and killed the horse.
"Is it Wan Xiuwen? I took it away, don't be too sad, I think you should have a deep voice for me. ”
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The other party hung up the phone directly.
"What a glass-hearted guy. ”
Ling Bai sighed, pursed his lips, dropped his phone and left with a grin.
The young man was carried all the way to the toilet by him, and there was a sense of extortion of pocket money from primary school students.
"Thank you, Master, for coming to the rescue. I am Gu Shaojun, a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, and I will not thank you for my great kindness, and there will be a retribution in the future!"
"Tell me, what are they chasing you for?"
Gu Shaojun's eyes flickered, and he hesitated.
"I don't want to say. ”
Ling Bai sneered, turned around and left.
Gu Shaojun's face behind him changed for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Because of a turtle!"
"Xuan Turtle?" Ling Bai stopped.
Gu Shaojun seemed to have made up his mind, took out a brocade box from his arms, opened it in the palm of his hand, and there was a dark green turtle lying inside, very quiet and motionless. It's no different from a few dollars a piece bought at the flower and bird market.
"It's called a turtle?"
Ling Bai's face twitched.
"Master, do you know, although I sent this turtle is not a demon beast, but it has been passed down from the generation of the ancestor of Qingcheng, it has been thousands of years now, and it is considered a totem ancient object of our sect, even if I have to call the ancestor. ”
Ling Bai: ......
Called the Turtle Patriarch?
The Taoist priests of the Qingcheng faction are interesting.
"Why is the patriarch in your sect in your hands? Ling Bai directly asked the most critical question.
Since he is the co-ancestor of the Qingcheng faction, he should enjoy the worship in the sect, but he was brought out by a star disciple, which is really strange.
Gu Shaojun scratched his head embarrassedly, "This is what the ancestor meant." ”
Ling Bai was speechless, looking at the green turtle in the brocade box, it didn't look like he wanted to come out to bask in the sun. Because it hasn't been touched at all.
"Then you hurry up and send your ancestor back, I'm going to board the plane. ”
Ling Bai thought about it for a moment, and he didn't bother to care about what was going on, but now the most important thing was to get Miaoguang and Jiecai out of the White Horse Temple.
Gu Shaojun thanked again and again, carefully put away the brocade box, and then turned around and left.
Ling Bai waited in the waiting hall for a while, and when it was time to board, he took the boarding pass and got on the plane. The airline's flight attendant is good, and her eyes are shining when she sees him.
He smiled at several young and beautiful flight attendants, found a seat, took a magazine and read it.
It takes more than two hours to go to Henan, and I have nothing to do, so I can only read magazines to pass the time.
This thing is really boring, and after looking at it twice, I quickly felt a surge of sleepiness.
I fell asleep, and I don't know how long it took, the melodious shouts of the flight attendants sounded in my ears.
"Sir, do you need a meal on the plane?"
Ling Bai nodded and asked for a green pepper beef.
In-flight meals are all fast food, taste... It's a little worse.
Free food is better than nothing, though.
Under the surprised gaze of the flight attendant, he asked for another Coke.
After eating, wiping his mouth clean, Ling Bai was about to continue to rest for a while, but suddenly his pupils shrank and his eyes widened.
On the small glass window, a dark green turtle was lying on it, and its sesame big eyes were staring out of the window, looking like it was wandering out of the world.
This...
It's not the one in Gu Shaojun's hand... Patriarch?
Here's what's going on.
Ling Bai stared at it in disbelief, he was sure that this turtle was not a demon beast, and there was no breath leaking at all.
Either this is a big guy at the same level as Lao Zhang or even higher, or it is an ordinary thousand-year-old king.
If it was a big man, Gu Shaojun was hunted down and killed, as an ancestor, he had to take care of the younger disciples in the next door, but from beginning to end, he never made a move.
In this case, how did the old turtle come up?
Ling Bai was a little unsure for a while, so he had to ask cautiously: "This senior, you... What are you doing?"
The green turtle turned his head lazily, glanced at him with the eyes of an idiot, and then looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window again, a look of fascination.
"It's a sperm. ”
Ling Bai shrank behind the seat in disbelief.
"Don't worry, boy, I'm not malicious. ”
An old voice sounded in his ears.
Ling Baiwu was startled, knowing that it was the green turtle who was talking.
Hearing its voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay to be able to communicate, but it's hard to say if he can't.
"You seem to look down on me just now. ”
The green turtle's lazy voice sounded again.
Ling Bai suddenly felt a bad feeling.