Chapter 140: The helper that the master said

The inn where Mo Qing was located was not far from the Wu family's compound. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the town sounded with the sound of gongs, shouts, and the noise of people running, Mo Qing was looking at the short spear in his hand with his eyes open, chanting words in his mouth, and concentrating on his own business.

Naturally, the inn was also alarmed, and a disheveled man came out of the room, asking in a panic what was going on.

There are also grumpy ones, who are awakened from their sleep and curse loudly through the window.

"I heard that it seems that the Wu family in the east is a bad thief, and the villagers are busy chasing the thief.

The guests should hurry back to their rooms, take care of their belongings, and don't let the thieves steal them.

Li Xiaoer, Wang Wu, Fat Cook, Zhang Huotou, You guys, hurry up and take the guys, give me a piece to the Wu family to catch the thief!"

The innkeeper, who was in his forties, rushed in from outside the door, hurriedly explained the situation outside to the guests, and hurriedly greeted the guys in the store, and ran to the Wu family in the east with the guys.

Hearing the shopkeeper say this, the inn suddenly became much quieter, and then a few people returned to the house and locked the doors and windows tightly.

There are also some bold ones, who laughed a little and beckoned people to see the excitement.

However, these distant hustle and bustle outside have nothing to do with Mo Qing, and he is obviously at the most critical juncture at this time.

With beads of sweat on his forehead, he looked at the short spear in his hand with a solemn face, two slightly pale lips, moving rapidly, and the low sound of incantations kept spitting out of it.

didn't have much rest, so he planted the spirit of the two magic weapons one after another, and for Mo Qing, who was injured in the original spirit, it was still a little reluctant in the end.

Otherwise, according to the progress of the previous one, by this time, this short spear has already been successfully planted by the spirit.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and down the bridge of his nose.

At this moment, the sound of the spell in Mo Qing's mouth suddenly stopped, and then slapped the handle of the short spear with one hand, and after a flash of bright light, the short spear returned to its original appearance.

It's just that it looks a little more agile than before.

Mo Qing let out a long breath, and then looked at the short spear in his hand with excitement in his eyes.

Originally, he just had the mentality of giving it a try, but he didn't expect it to be really successful, how could this not make him excited.

Thinking of the way he was chased by the man in black with this short spear, Mo Qing felt that he could also learn from the man in black to chase others in the future.

Having two very good magic weapons at once made Mo Qing very happy, at least when he encountered some powerful enemies, he also had the power to protect himself.

"Hey, do you know what it was that ran to Wu's house? It's not a thief! It's a cat spirit! It's the size of a calf!"

"There's absolutely no nonsense, don't believe it, go and see!

I heard the scream, and I shuddered when I heard it......"

"I don't know if the people of the Wu family are finished, according to the people who arrived first, a young man who jumped in and was fighting with the cat spirit.

When that guy screamed, he shuddered when he heard it!"

"I'm stupid, to stay there and die for his family!

This old thing selling steamed buns is still fooling people there, let me stay and fight for that cat spirit!

I don't do this, it's too stupid!"

"Could it be someone who sells steamed buns? Are there a lot of people selling steamed buns in this town?"

It's that old thing! You don't know, it was ......."

At first, the people who ran out to watch the excitement in the inn came back, and told others loudly what they had seen and heard in the inn.

Mo Qing had heard some of the commotion outside, but he didn't care about it, just mess up, it doesn't matter to himself anyway.

At this time, hearing the loud announcement of the person outside, Mo Qing felt that this matter had something to do with him.

"Is there a lot of people selling steamed buns in the shop?"

When these words reached Mo Qing's ears, the image of an old man with gray hair and kind eyebrows appeared in his mind.

It was the old man who gave him an extra bun today.

What does it mean to listen to that person's words, there is a demon beast here that has harmed the family, and then there are immortal cultivators who have come, and the old man who sells buns is still going to take people to fight against this demon beast?

This is not good, this is obviously an act of sending people to death.

The old man is good, and the buns are delicious, so he can't just let him die.

Besides, he just happened to lack a practitioner, and now there are not only demon beasts, but also other immortal cultivators, it is a good time......

Thinking of this, Mo Qing stood up from the ground, took the sleeping Fu Jiang on the bed into his arms, and after blessing a light body technique on his feet, he opened the window facing south and jumped down.

The Wu family's compound is easy to find, because there is a large group of people around it, and the lights are bright and the voices are loud.

After Mo Qing jumped out of the window, he immediately stepped on the eaves and galloped to the east, and every rise and fall was a distance of five or six zhang.

When Mo Qing saw the situation in the field, it was the moment when Sun Ergou opened the gate from the inside and walked out, and people poured into the gate.

He saw the situation in the field at a glance, and when his eyes scanned the crowd, he saw the figure of the shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop.

He was already old and did not squeeze to the front of the crowd, but he was not far behind, holding a cleaver in his hand and shouting to squeeze forward.

"This old man, I don't see that my body is pretty good, it seems that it will not be a problem to live another one or two decades......"

"Not good, dangerous!"

As soon as Mo Qing finished laughing at the shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop, he screamed in his heart.

Because he saw that the white cat suddenly became crazy, broke through the defense line of the man in the field, and ran towards the crowd.

After seeing this, Mo Qing slammed a little harder on the ground, and his speed suddenly increased.

The screams of pain, the breathtaking meows of cats, the muffled sound of loot entering the flesh, and the sound of blood splashing all poured into the ears of the shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop.

A stream of warm blood was splashed on his face, and Chen Sanpi, who was standing in front of him, screamed and fell, until now he didn't know how terrifying this so-called cat spirit was.

Die and die!

He thought fiercely, and then slashed the knife out of his hand at the raging white shadow in front of him.

The knife in his hand was knocked away in an instant, and the shopkeeper closed his eyes, no longer ready to live.

At this time, he suddenly felt a tightness on his waist, and he was already stopped and hugged by someone.

Immediately, as soon as he saw a flower in front of him, he saw a cloud of spiritual light flying towards the cat spirit that was close to him.

"Old man, go back quickly, and leave it to us here. ”

An eager voice came.

Then the shopkeeper felt himself holding his waist, and let go of his arm that had avoided the mortal blow.

The sudden occurrence made his brain dizzy, and at this time the angry crowd also calmed down, and the cruel scene in front of them had already scared them stupid.

"Dead!

I don't know who shouted, and the people immediately rushed out of the door like frightened birds.

It turns out that this white cat spirit is indeed very unusual, and it can avoid the sudden attack in time when killing the red eye, but a string of blood beads is pierced by a short spear on its back.

The young man with a pale face in the field naturally saw the ink blue that suddenly appeared, and his face couldn't help but show joy.

It seems that the master really didn't lie to himself this time, saying that there was help, and the help really came.

And it seems that this help is still very powerful, as soon as he made a move, he injured the cat spirit.

"Fellow Daoist, good job!"

This young man actually shouted at Mo Qing, and gave a thumbs up.

After Mo Qing saw this person's actions, he couldn't help but be a little speechless, at this time, he didn't concentrate on dealing with the cat spirit, and he still had the kung fu to do this?

Therefore, after hearing the man's greeting, he didn't say anything, but with a movement in his heart, he controlled the short spear that glowed with spiritual light to attack the roaring cat spirit again.

The young man seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate, and he smiled embarrassedly, and put his fingers together, directing the peachwood sword, which had paused in the air, to attack the cat spirit from behind.

At this moment, Mo Qing's voice came.

"I see that Daoist friends have lost a lot of mana, why don't you stop and sweep the formation on the side first?

If you see that you are exhausted, please help again!"

The young man who was about to make a move couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard Mo Qing's words.

"What kind of person is this, just now I thought I didn't make a move, why did I just want to do it and said no?

Although your cultivation seems to be higher than mine, this is a bit too arrogant, right?

Do you really think that when you hurt the cat spirit just now, you think it is easy to deal with?'

However, thinking that most of his mana had been consumed and he was injured, he agreed to Mo Qing's proposal, stopped his hand immediately, and took a few steps back.

Then he quickly connected a few fingers to his bloody arm, and took out some medicine from his arms and sprinkled it on the wound.

In doing this, the young people did not relax at all, and continued to pay close attention to the movements in the field.

The peachwood sword trembled slightly in front of him, as if as long as he found that the situation was wrong, he would immediately fly out to meet the enemy.

Of course, Mo Qing didn't suddenly become very arrogant, he just felt that this cat spirit could handle it on his own, and it wasn't like he said, seeing that young people were seriously consumed, so he took action.

He just wanted to urgently use the actual combat to test his newly acquired magic weapon, and this white cat was just right to use as an opponent at this time.

If you are accidentally killed by that person, it will not be good.

After informing the young man out loud, Mo Qing pinched the trick with one hand, and the mana in his body immediately surged towards the short spear in the air.

The short spear that was originally chasing the cat spirit trembled violently, and the front of the spear suddenly burst out with brilliant light more than a foot long,

Then it spun in surprise in the air, drawing a strange arc and shooting towards the roaring cat.

The white cat essence covered in blood, all of a sudden, the hairs on his whole body exploded, and a chilling green light appeared in his eyes.

I saw that it suddenly arched its waist high, and the green light around its body changed for a while, and then quickly surged towards its two front paws, forming two balls of dazzling light, wrapping its two claws and ten silver sharp hooks into it.

As soon as he finished doing this, the white cat spirit immediately bounced up, and the two green flashing front paws danced quickly in front of him, leaving an impermeable green claw mark.