The little friar glanced at him with a calm expression: "It's obvious, isn't it?"

Is it really obvious? Zhang Mingxi was puzzled by Qin Zhaohe's expression for a moment, and couldn't help but ask himself. It's not obvious! Zhang Mingxi thought about it, who would have thought of these if it wasn't for a person with a lot of twists and turns in his heart or an old fritter.

"It's just a demon!" Chen Qi, who was stunned behind him, said blankly.

Yes, demon, Zhang Mingxi stared at the little monk, and shot slowly but quickly on the side of his neck: "Little demon, you can't help but make a move to make you don't grow up, it's good to always look seven or eight years old." ”

The little friar's face was not frightened: "Aren't you curious?"

Of course he was curious, he was curious, he knew how much curiosity he had as a gambler, even if he put one hand on the side of his neck and made a gesture to kill him, he never thought of actually killing him. It was really because he was so curious, he was so excited that he even trembled a little, did what the little monk said really come true? If it did, he couldn't wait to see everyone's reaction, some people must be happy, and some people will be unhappy!

He was almost about to blurt out a promise to him, but the shred of reason told him that, at least for now, Lian Jiajia's promise was far heavier than the promise of a foundation-building monk.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Zhang Mingxi shook his sleeves: "Who gave you confidence?"

The little friar was knocked to the ground and pursed his lips: "You choose for yourself!"

The cloud frame rose, but after a few turns, the cloud frame fell again, but the person was already in the guest garden of the city lord's mansion.

With the fat powder on his face, Jia Jia pushed the door out, and when he saw Chen Qi behind Zhang Mingxi, he couldn't help but be stunned, but in a blink of an eye, he moved his gaze and turned to Qin Zhaohe.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, he hurriedly walked up and down in front of him, looked him up and down for a moment, and was relieved to see that there was no big problem, and then turned to Zhang Mingxi: "Thank you Zhang Zhenren, I wrote down the favor of saving my apprentice this time, and I will return it another day!"

Zhang Mingxi opened his mouth, and swallowed the word "good" in his throat for a long time, but the words that came out of his mouth were: "This favor will not be remembered on your head, he will return it himself!"

By the time he realized what he had said, Zhang Mingxi had already turned around and met Chen Qi's shocked expression, and couldn't help but be extremely annoyed, what was wrong with him, how could he be led by the nose by a little ghost!

It's just that the words have been spoken, but it's impossible to take them back, and he still wants this little face.

Jia Jia was also a little surprised, her suspicious gaze swayed between Qin Zhaohe and Zhang Mingxi for a long time, but in the end she didn't say anything, only nodded: "In this way, thank you Zhang Zhenren." ”

Zhang Mingxi had a feeling of jumping into someone else's trap, because he was in a very bad mood, and left with Chen Qi with a slight bow.

After the two left, Jia Jia looked at Qin Zhaohe, stretched out his hand to wipe the stains off his face for him, and then said, "Showa, but what happened!"

The little boy bowed his head and was silent for a moment, then raised his head, but smiled: "Master is right, you can't have the heart to harm people, and you can't have the heart to prevent people!"

Jia Jia looked at his embarrassment, and had already guessed a few points, as soon as this sentence came out, it confirmed her conjecture, although Qin Zhaohe was a young and precocious child, but above the sinister heart, after all, he had never experienced it personally, and he seemed to have grown a lot after a trip.

Without saying anything else, Jia Jia stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Zhaohe, ready to take him to the house to investigate, this is not the place to talk after all, but before he took two steps, he saw an out-of-body cultivator hurriedly walked into the guest garden, and when he saw Qin Zhaohe alone, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his face changed suddenly: "I...... What about me?"

"He was swallowed by the Yin-Yang Beast, which was his magic weapon and storage bag. Qin Zhaohe stepped forward and handed over the things in his hand, "I was almost swallowed into the belly of the Yin-Yang Beast too!"

"No...... Impossible!" The out-of-body monk's face turned pale, with a wave of his hands, the magic weapon and storage bag were waved to the ground by him, he was originally a casual cultivator, and he had been alone for many years, and finally accepted a disciple, although he was a master and apprentice for so many years, he was more like a father and son, who knew that after going out to practice, the person was gone.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible......" The out-of-body cultivator shook his head and muttered.

Seeing that he was a little delirious, Jia Jia pulled Qin Zhaohe behind him and prepared to take him into the house.

The out-of-body cultivator who muttered "impossible" suddenly rushed towards Qin Zhaohe with red eyes: "It's you, you must have killed him!"

This monk's reaction seemed to be a little unreasonable! This was Jia Jia's first feeling, and then he instinctively pushed Qin Zhaohe behind him, offering the bladeless sword in one hand, and in the other hand, several array flags fell, and the entire guest house was instantly surrounded in an isolated magic circle. After arranging this large array, a small protective array was placed beside Qin Zhaohe.

After doing all this, Jia Jia looked at the out-of-body cultivator, staring at him with heavy eyes: "Why are you sure that Showa killed him!"

"Yes......" Out of the body scattered cultivator's red eyes did not change, looking at the slightly mocking eyes of the female cultivator in front of him, he suddenly sneered, and looked in the direction of Qin Zhaohe, "A six- or seven-year-old child has such a magic weapon in his hand, but he is just a tyrannical thing! ”

"I see!" the "Yuanying" nun in front of her did not have the slightest fear on her face, "It turns out that the two of you have long been eyeing Showa, oh, no" The nun was very keenly aware of the red eyes that came from the out-of-body Sanxiu, "It should be staring at me and Showa." She said as she turned the storage ring in her hand, "Indeed, the net worth of this seat is really different from yours!"

"In that case, hand over the things, and I'll spare your two lives!" The out-of-body three cultivators stared at her coldly, Fang Cai's one-handed formation skills really startled him, this female cultivator's attainments in the formation are probably at the peak, but no matter how powerful the cultivation of the six arts is, it is just a sidepath, and its own strength is the most important, and the natural gap between the Yuan Ying and the out-of-body is not something that can be smoothed out by a few simple formations.

Thinking of this, the so-called "Killer's Revenge" was also left behind him, licked his lips, and looked at the female cultivator in front of him, "Hand over the things! The gap in cultivation between you and me is not something that can be smoothed out by these small means." ”

After looking at him with an unpredictable expression for a long time, the female cultivator nodded: "Yes, the cultivation gap between you and me is not something that can be smoothed out by these small means!"