Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 26 The Disciple of Cultivating the Immortal Plane Obediently

  Ever since Gong Yeming found out that Xiao Chen'er and his master were actually one person, he felt that he was dreaming. He used to regard Xiao Chen'er as a friend because he already had a master in his heart, and he didn't want to be half-hearted.

  But when he knew that his master was Xiao Chen'er, he felt his heart melt, that feeling was really amazing, his heart was churning, and he couldn't restrain it at all.

It took him several days to accept the fact that the master loves him so much, even if he confessed to her, she would not ignore him, besides, thinking of Xiao Chen'er, he couldn't help but blush, and finally knew why the first The first time I saw Xiao Chen'er, my heart beat so fast.

  With a happy mood, Gong Yeming planned to go around the sect today, so as to restrain his inner excitement.

  Twisting his hair with his fingers, with a smile on his mouth, walking in the sect, all the disciples along the way greeted him respectfully, and he smiled back with a monstrous smile, but this good mood didn't last long.

Walking to a gazebo, "Hua Qianzui" in a red robe walked up to him. Seeing the person directly blocking his way, Gong Yeming stopped in his tracks, "Nephew Hua, there is something wrong." Lazy, he didn't want to talk to people at all, but he blocked his way.

  "Hua Qianzui" chuckled, "Don't be complacent, soon, you will become a street rat."

  Gong Yeming smiled evilly, "It depends on whether you have the ability." He smiled and walked away, but suddenly stopped, "I'm curious, who are you?"

  He was sure that the person in front of him didn't occupy the body of the small clone, because the small clone blew itself up.

  "Hua Qianzui" clenched his fists, as if he was holding back, lowered his head, trying to hide the anger and hatred in his eyes.

  Will not let you go, never.

  Looking up, squinting at Gong Yeming, "One day, you will know."

   Seeing this, Gong Yeming shrugged and left.

   Then he will wait for that day.

   No one saw that the black energy around "Hua Qianzui" was getting thicker and thicker, and he himself was blinded by hatred, completely unaware that he had become possessed.

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In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed. It is said that there is no time for cultivating immortals. Mo Chen, who had been in seclusion for ten years, finally came out, but she didn't know that ten years had passed, and she didn't know that it was because of "Hua Qianzui" that she became a demon. , the gate of the realm opened ahead of time, and now the world of comprehension is in chaos.

  Walking out of the cave, I felt that the Misty Peak was more deserted than before. Mo Chen scanned the Misty Peak with his spiritual sense, but there was no one there. He had a bad premonition in his heart, whether the boundary gate had been breached in advance.

   Then let go of the divine sense, there are only a few dozens of people in the entire Zixuanzong. You must know that there are so many people in the Zixuanzong, and now there are only a few guards and low-level monks who are hired.

Could it be that the great battle has already started, thinking that I already have the answer in my heart, I opened the teleportation array, and I came to the battlefield in the next second, I saw a red dress and a white dress fighting together, the aura of the red dress was familiar to her However, it is magic energy.

  The man in white was obviously at a disadvantage, and the man in red smiled arrogantly, "Go to hell, go to hell."

  The familiar voice made Mo Chen startled, a little unbelievable, and then saw the white clothes turn into a stream of light and fall to the ground. Mo Chen flew to catch him and sent him to the meeting place of Zixuanzong.

"Senior Brother Ling, are you alright...Master?!" Hearing a familiar voice, Mo Chen nodded and handed Ling Muci to Wu Xin, "Take care of you, Senior Brother Ling first." fly away.

   "Hua Qianzui, do you know what you are doing?" Mo Chen asked coldly, the disappointment in his tone was obvious.

   "Miaoli, haha, hahaha, what's the matter, I'm still out." The voice of a group of demon masters, half of Hua Qianzui's voice.

  Hearing his address, since Mo Chen chuckled, it wasn't him, for some reason he felt relieved, "Oh, Demon Lord, it's been a long time."

The demon lord stared at Miaoli, "Don't tell me, you are better than your ancestor, but so what, my cultivation is ten times higher than before." Then he laughed again, "Hahaha, haha Haha, Miaoli, today is your day of death."

Mo Chen smiled lightly, "That depends on whether you have the ability." As he spoke, a sword appeared in the air, flowing and gliding, and the figures in the air were entangled with each other. , Fighting is everywhere in the air far away from the two of them.

  Wearing a white dress on the ground, Gu Shiling clenched her sleeves tightly, didn't even respond to her nails piercing into her flesh, with a ferocious face, staring at the man in blue in the sky, "Miao, Li, spoil my good deed." Gritting his teeth.

   "Brother Ling, sit down quickly, Nephew Mu, hurry up for the pill." Wu Xin helped Ling Muci to a chair and sat down, then asked Mu Qingyu for the pill.

   "Come on, take it quickly." Mu Qingyu stuffed a pill into Ling Muci's mouth, then turned around and went to take care of the other wounded.

Wu Xin stared at Ling Muci nervously, "Brother Ling, how is it?" The concern in his tone pleased Ling Muci, and a gentle smile appeared on Ling Muci's cold face, "It's okay, Wu Xin Don't worry too much."

  Wu Xin nodded, then turned to look at the sky, "I don't know if Shizun can win," as if thinking of something, "I will definitely win." His tone was sure.

  Ling Muci saw her so cute for the first time, and pulled her to the chair beside him to sit down, "Take a rest, you should be tired today."

  Yang Yueye sat on the chair with a gloomy expression on her face, it was too painful, so sour, she glanced at the green bracelet on her wrist, curled her lips in disgust, and then leaned on the chair to rest.

   "Qingqing, what do you think you are good for? You can't even protect your own host at a critical moment." Yang Yueye leaned on the chair with her eyes closed and complained about Qingqing.

  Qingqing: "...Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, host, how can you be like this, he is still a baby, and there is no..."

   "Shut up, and if you say another word, you will be thrown into outer space immediately."

  Qingqing "..." The baby feels bitter, but the baby can't speak.

   Not far away, Gu Shiling, who had recovered, stared at Yang Yueye with his eyes closed and rested, his eyes were poisoned, Yang Yueye, wait, there are still Miaoli and Mu Qingyu.

  Gong Yeming is dead, and you will be next.

  Yang Yueye also felt Gu Shiling's fiery gaze, and knew that she owed her life, but this was an order from her superiors. Even though she sympathized with her at the beginning, she couldn't resist the orders of her superiors.

   Besides, for a child whose father doesn't want him, it's fine if he doesn't go to his father, so why stare at him.

   She seemed to think of something, and smiled sarcastically. It seems that she herself killed the child in order to keep the position of minister.

   I didn't want to think about it any more, I just ignored that fiery gaze filled with hatred.

  (end of this chapter)