Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"But that guy is not incapable." Qinghe pondered for a while, and found that behind his anger, there was a bit of prejudice. That little disciple named Xu Fan seemed to be no less than himself in terms of talent. .

Even to say, it is even higher than the self of the year.

Is this jealous?

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I'll still lose to you, little boy."

Far away from everyone's gaze, Qinghe couldn't help but say something outrageously like a child. He grew up in Anxuan Academy and under the strict guidance of his master, so that with his temperament, he had no chance to say it.

In the sea of ​​clouds, the white light suddenly changed its direction and flew towards Qian Yuanfeng.

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Xu Fan sprinkled the sack in his hand, poured all the remaining powder into the last tub, clapped his hands, nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Well, you're done, hey, fairy beast brother, this Make up your sleep in a few days."

"Ok?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was ready to drive away. With a startling glance, he found a white light suddenly flashed from the dark night sky and flew straight to his side.

"It wouldn't be so coincidental..." Xu Fan grinned in disbelief. Just now, he was worried about being discovered by Qinghe who was patrolling. At this time, it was a coincidence...

Xu Fan didn't want to worry about who was here at the moment. He threw his legs away and prepared to go away, but the white rainbow turned into a streamer, and instantly arrived at Qian Yuanfeng. The steps he took had to be embarrassed to take it back.

Only a person behind him leapt lightly from the air, and then a dragon roar like a sword roar sounded. Xu Fan only felt a strong momentum behind him, and his back couldn't help feeling a bit of cold.

"who are you!"

"Fuck, it's really a good but not bad spirit." Xu Fan cursed in his heart. This crisp rant was the great sister he feared the most. What made me frightened was that this great sister had already The sword was drawn out, and with her own strength, I was afraid I could not run away when I met her.

"Haha, haha, the night is long, and I don't want to sleep. I think this is just me. I didn't expect this little lady to sleep, haha, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

Hearing a strange sound of Yin and Yang, Qing He looked forward along the Bai Hongjian, and saw that the man turned around, holding a sack folded into a fan, fanning it unrestrainedly, and frowned. .

"Who are you? What do you cover with your face in the middle of the night, and what are you doing with your throat?"

"Ahem..."

Xu Fan was said by her, and her hand that was pinching her throat was withdrawn in embarrassment, and she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, secretly rejoicing in her heart. Although this master sister was somewhat proud of her temperament, she was still somewhat stable.

If he were changed to Hong Ling, who didn't like to think with his brain, he wouldn't care whether he was a friend or an enemy, he would have killed him with a sword.

"Uh, what should I do now?"

"what happened?"

Suddenly, the strange guy's eyes fell to one side, as if he had seen something very scared, Qing He couldn't help feeling a trace of doubt. Following his gaze, it was nothing but pitch black.

Boom!

"Ok?"

When she looked back again, the weird masked guy was gone.

Qinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, but turned his head a little...

This person's strength is too terrifying, you know, it is impossible for oneself to escape at this moment...

Could it be that? During the day, what the junior brother named Xu Fan said was true.

Did someone from the Demon Cult sneak into Anxuan Academy?

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Seeing Qinghe shook his head incomprehensibly, Xu Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this elder sister always had a fair and honest contest with the disciples of Anxuan Academy, and never fought against the real enemy. You can't see this kind of tricks in the middle of the day.

Hmm...Master sister, don't blame me, I have taught you a trick. If you meet someone from the Demon Cult, you will not hide like I did, but a sword will stab you at you. .

Xu Fan looked down at the shadow incense burner at his feet. Fortunately, he had such a treasure. A little spiritual support would make the people in front of him invisible.

Of course, this shadow censer also has the biggest weakness, as long as the enemy comes over and passes through the shadow of the shadow, he will find himself.

Xu Fan held his chin and pondered. He didn't show any murderous aura or aura fluctuations, and even stopped breathing. As long as Qinghe doesn't move forward, he can escape the catastrophe.

Hmph, she must have thought that I was a very strong master, so she fleeed away in an instant, um... such a confident person would not doubt his own judgment.

what!

Xu Fan waved his hand confidently, with pride in his heart. When he raised his head, he wanted to watch Qing He leave, but his eyes widened. Qing He's brows were slightly furrowed, and the long sword was held tightly in his hand. , Actually paced towards himself.

"Eldest sister... you must not go forward, it will be dead."

Seeing Qinghe getting closer and closer, Xu Fan only felt that his eyes were about to fall out of his eye sockets, but it was a pity that there was no magic in his eyes, and he couldn't stop her steps with his eyes.

In the dark night, there was silence near Yu Beast Fang, Qing He's footsteps seemed extra harsh, Xu Fan kept shaking his head, and his lips kept trembling, as if muttering something.

"Ten steps...Master sister, don't come here, it's so late, go home soon."

"Nine steps...Master sister, don't come here, the scenery behind is so beautiful, you turn your head."

"Eight steps...Master sister, don't come here, I am such a little junior, give me some face, OK?"

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"Three steps...Master sister, really can't go, you have to go again, I...I...I..."

At a distance of ten steps, Xu Fan didn't know how many ideological struggles he had fought in his mind, and Qinghe didn't know why, his pace was particularly slow, like a stroll in the courtyard.

He even thought that Qinghe had discovered his tricks a long time ago and was playing tricks on himself deliberately. After several efforts, he suppressed the thought of surrender that came out of his mind.

But now, Qinghe only needs to take a step forward to pass through the fog of shadow. By that time, his little tricks will be useless.

"Well... I surrender, you won."