Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Wounded Orange Rain

"The apprentice below died in this battle, how can he be happy? This is for this, as for this Sea Clan monk, it's just a gesture."

Qin Tian didn't look back, the whole person was as silent as death, a pair of eyes looked at the bright moonlight, his lips squirmed slightly, and he slowly replied. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Elder Qin, your apprentice, but that girl who cheated to death?"

Wen Ziran didn't know when he jumped on the top of the mountain, looking leisurely and elegant, pointed the end of the jade flute to the messy ground, and said with interest.

Why did you know that the girl who cheated to death was Qin Tian's apprentice? The girl's eyes flickered non-stop, her eyes looked at Qin Tian's figure, and she looked like she had been reunited after a long absence, as if she had met relatives.

"What?

Qin Tian was stunned, dumbfounded, and speechless for a while, and even said as if he was stuttering.

Looking at the end of the jade flute, I saw a young girl crawling among the corpses, covered with dust and blood, ragged and messy, at this time raised her head slightly, poked her head out, and looked at Qin Tian, her eyes revealed true feelings, and the light flickered non-stop.

This is an extremely familiar cheek, the slightest trace of blood on the face has made the face extremely blurred, making it impossible to distinguish the original appearance, but Qin Tian still recognized it at a glance, this is Orange Rain, Qin Tian's apprentice.

"It's really a strange thing, I didn't find it in the next, Wen Ziran Daoyou actually found out first, thank you"

Qin Tian's expression was a little excited, and he regained his composure in a blink of an eye, his eyes glanced at Wen Ziran, and said with a wry smile.

He clasped his hands into fists and thanked him slightly, and then jumped up, jumping more than five meters high, like an eagle diving, his figure flickered, but it took a few breaths to come to the side of Orange Rain.

Stretched out his futon hand, and helped up the orange rain that was crawling on the ground, the clothes were already full of holes, and in the cold night, gusts of cold wind were howling.

"Sneeze"

Orange Rain's tattered clothes, blown up by the wind, like a cloth bag, couldn't help but shiver, and trembled slightly.

"Master, the disciple is useless, if the master doesn't come in time, the disciple is afraid that he will have to see Lord Yama"

Orange Rain looked dejected, pouted, with a hint of guilt, and said with a slight bow.

"Hehe, what are you talking about?

Qin Tian seemed to be amused by the appearance of Orange Rain, laughed at it, and said comfortingly. There is not the slightest hint of blame.

After finishing speaking, he took out a black cloak from the storage ring and draped it over Orange Rain's body, which looked like a night elf.

"Master. Teach the disciples on weekdays, practice hard, the road to cultivation is extremely bumpy, the disciples must work hard to practice in the future, there is no double mind, and one heart is devoted to cultivating to achieve positive results."

Orange Yu lay half of his body slightly in Qin Tian's arms, looking like a little bird, as if he remembered what the master had said, and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Orange Rain did realize the importance of the road of cultivation and strength, and this impression can be described as extremely profound, and it is also a turning point in Orange Rain's character.

"Dead Qin Tian"

Ao Qing looked disdainful, looked sideways, looked at Qin Tian, squeezed her eyebrows, and said viciously.

The voice was as small as a mosquito, but his expression was deliberately aimed at Qin Tian, even if he couldn't hear it, he knew that it would be fine.

Qin Tian was angry in his heart, stretched out his two index fingers, his index fingers pointed down to despise Ao Qing, his eyes glared at Ao Qing, and with the movements on his face, it was extremely funny, and the frolicking of the two happened to be facing away from Orange Rain.

"Okay, it's okay, since this matter is over, it's good to stay with the master in the future"

Qin Tian took out a handful of delicate wooden combs from the storage ring, stroked Orange Rain's black and bright hair, and said calmly.

"Really, master, the disciple will follow the master in the future and will not leave, ah"

Orange Rain looked elated, looking extremely excited, maybe this was a wish a long time ago, and it was finally able to come true at this moment, jumping more than three feet high, and suddenly felt a burst of pain from his body, and let out a groan.

"This is natural, for the teacher to take you out of this place of right and wrong"

After Qin Tian smoothed out Orange Yu's dark and beautiful hair, he took out an elixir bottle from the storage ring, handed it to Orange Rain, and said slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Wen Ziran, look at this Qin Tian, there are so many ghosts, and I can't see this ghost anymore."

Ao Qing looked extremely angry, let out a coquettish sound, and chopped a pair of legs hard towards the ground, making a burst of sound, a pair of eyes looked at Wen Ziran, as if there was nowhere to vent her endless anger.

"It's not good, there is a great monk of the Yuan Infant Stage coming, and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time"

Wen Ziran didn't seem to hear Aoqing's words, and suddenly his face changed greatly, with a slight panic, and said with a look of surprise.

"Hmph, it's good to come, look at the dead Qin Tian, who is still making a ghost there"

Ao Qing was not angry but happy, glared at Qin Tian deadly, and said with a slight anger.

"Aoqing Daoist, when you don't want to die at this moment, hurry up and inform Elder Qin, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time."

Wen Ziran's expression was calm, unaffected by Aoqing in the slightest, and he looked like he was doing business, and he was a little anxious in his heart.

"If you want to go, the little girl is too lazy to call this dead ghost, and she is probably in a state of mind at this time."

Aoqing turned her cheeks away, looked unreasonable, and said coldly.

"It's just a trivial matter, why bother so much, Xiao Sheng went to inform Elder Qin"

Wen Ziran's expression was condensed, revealing a trace of extremely small, such a trivial matter, he was so calculating, and said lightly.

After finishing speaking, arguing about Qin Tian's place, he jumped over, more than six meters high, and came to Qin Tian's side like a carp crossing the dragon gate.

When Qin Tian heard his voice, he turned his head and saw Wen Ziran coming to his side, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Wen Ziran, what is the so-called matter?"

"Elder Qin, if Xiaosheng's expectations are good, Elder Hai Clan is here in person, and he has the aura of a great cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, and leave this place quickly."

Wen Ziran grabbed the jade flute in his hand, looked serious, and said with a panicked expression.

"Hey, how long will it take for the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant to get here?"

Qin Tian let out a soft sigh, and after thinking about it, time was pressing at this time, and he didn't know how much time was left, so he suddenly asked suspiciously.

"This Yuan Infant Monk seems to be coming to this place, and his escape technique has been improved to the extreme, and it will take about a cup of tea to arrive, if he doesn't leave at this time, I'm afraid he won't be able to go."

Wen Ziran repeatedly used his divine sense to probe a few times, and said in an extremely affirmative tone.

"Master, the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, leave this place first, after all, this place is not peaceful."

When Orange Rain heard about the Yuan Infant Great Cultivator, he looked worried, and suddenly interjected.

"The retreat technique has been improved to the extreme, the kung fu of a cup of tea, I don't know Wen Ziran Daoyou, the divine consciousness is fully released outside the body, how much distance can it cover in a radius?"

Qin Tian repeated, as if he had discovered something, the area covered by this divine sense was too powerful, and said with a puzzled expression.

"Elder Qin, this is not the time to inquire about this matter, leave this place first, all the Xiaosheng Divine Consciousness will be released from the body, which can cover a radius of about five thousand miles, every grass and tree, it is clear at a glance, but the Divine Consciousness consumes a lot."

Wen Ziran saw that Qin Tian did not have a trace of panic, and hurriedly reminded him.

"I understand it in Xia, Wen Ziran's divine consciousness is more than ten times higher than in Xia, it's really rare, leave here first"

Qin Tian comprehended and showed a faint smile, no wonder this son could find the traces of the Great Cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage, the divine sense was so powerful, it was extremely rare.

After finishing speaking, he jumped up, jumped more than ten feet, stood on top of a mountain peak, and fanned the landscape fan, and with a wave of his big hand on the futon, a black light flashed and drilled into the landscape fan.

Suddenly, the green light was flourishing, and the trace of green light was wrapped around the treasure fan, and suddenly this blue light flew towards the behemoth mountain.

"Boom"

This behemoth trembled violently, and the dust splashed everywhere, making a deafening sound, and the blue light swirled on the treasure mountain.

After a few breaths, the mountain, which was originally hundreds of zhang in size, turned into the size of a palm, and flew towards the mountain fan, surrounded by bursts of blue light, so dazzling.

"Whew"

The mountain flew into the fan, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, like a picture scroll engraved on the landscape fan.

Qin Tian waved his big hand, and the landscape fan flew towards the futon's big hand, which was picked up in his hand and thrown into the storage ring.

"There is Lao Wen Ziran Daoyou, and the apprentices below will take the hurricane windmill"

Qin Tian looked back at Orange Yu and Wen Ziran, and said lightly.

And Aoqing, for some reason, has returned to the hurricane windmill, seemingly waiting for Qin Tian's arrival.

"It's a trivial matter, why do you have to be like this, it's just a matter of raising your hands"

Wen Ziran showed a faint smile, Orange Yu had injuries on his body at this moment, and naturally he had already discovered that Qin Tian would do the same if he didn't say it.

(I just saw the words of the book friend in the night rain in March, at least 3000 words, so let's do it, Yun Chang will add it tomorrow, try to make 4000 bases)

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