My Disciple Died Yet Again

The five people looked at each other and couldn't figure out the situation. The sultry man also flew out and fell a few meters away.

A few people were scared, and looked at the empty surroundings.

The next moment, the wooden sticks in the hands of the other four people flew out for no reason.

"Ghost, the ghost is back." A man suddenly screamed and went away with a roll. The other four people also woke up and followed the man, fleeing in horror.

There was only one boy left at the scene. He stayed there, and he was flustered and looked forward to it with some expectation.

I wished a sigh of relief, showing my figure, but my face was no longer soft, but I took a cold mask and looked at the child.

She did not speak, just extended a hand, the ring in the child's arms automatically flew back to her hand. I wished to look at it and found that there was not a single thing in it, so I put it back on my hand.

Once again, I looked at the boy who was staring at her and turned and left without any love.

She walked about a dozen steps, and there was movement behind her, and the boy followed.

Zhu Yao did not care about him, but went straight out of the city. She walked very slowly. It was the normal speed of adults. The child was very anxious. She followed her out of the city and kept the distance of five or six steps. Not to lose.

After an hour, I walked to a desolate path, and I wished that it would stop and chill out. "Why follow me?"

The child moved his mouth and did not answer.

Zhu Yao is too lazy to talk to him and continue to go his own, anyway, he can't keep up.

After another hour, Zhu Yao is a monk. It’s not a big deal for her to go so far, but the children are mortal, and they are all walking on this rugged mountain road, and they are too tired to get angry. But still stubborn to follow, can not walk, and use the hands and feet to climb.

I know that today, why should I be at the beginning? I wished you a sigh, finally stopped and looked back at the worried child.

"Say. Follow me what I want to do?"

The child groaned, bowed his head, looked at her with expectation and awkwardness, but did not know how to speak.

"You don't want to sell me again?"

"No, of course not!" The child shook his hand in a hurry. I want to explain the previous step, but I am afraid that it is full of dirty clothes, contaminated with her white clothes like snow, and returned. He now knows that she really wanted to help herself before, but she herself...

The child bit his teeth and sighed at her, one word at a time. "Sorry."

I wished that I was wrinkled, and the gas just disappeared, and I sighed. He was pinched to the dust mites. He had become a black piece of clothing, and instantly changed back to its original color. The sludge on his body disappeared instantly.

The child seems to be shocked by this magical scene, staring at his own new clothes, a pair of wants to ask and dare not ask.

"I forgive you. Go back!" Zhu Yao sighed, "Hey. Still a child."

The child's face was white, and the joy just swept away. Just holding on to the obvious little clothes hem does not speak.

"How? I am afraid that those people are looking for you trouble?" Zhu Yao thought of this possibility, pulled up his hand, drew a spell in his hand, a string of white words floating on his palm, flashed and disappeared. .

"I have this spell on my body. Before you are twenty, you can protect you from being bullied. They can't move you. Go." This is a passive wind system. When someone attacks him, Start automatically. I wished that I waved my hand and turned and continued on my own path. Her original purpose was to make the child grateful to her, and now that the purpose is achieved, and his after-effects are lifted, he can be flashed.

I wished that I had gone a few steps, but found that the child not only did not go, but also followed closely.

I am, this bear child, will not be dependent on her?

Zhu Yao’s original plan was to let him go back. She secretly followed, either to put him down in the next town, or simply to adopt for his family, and even to use appropriate spells to change the memory of the adoptive parents. Without a miserable childhood, he will not be stunned again.

It was only this time that the child suddenly seemed to be driving a cockroach, and he slammed into the ground. "Please ask the immortals to accept me as a disciple."

Ah, she didn't have this plan.

After the child said this sentence, he kept picking up his head, and she did not agree to it.

I have a bit of a headache, and he is bleeding all over. He waved his hand and held him up with the wind spell.

"I already have an apprentice, and I have no plans to accept the apprentice."

The child’s face was white, but he squatted again. It’s still the kind of words. “Please ask the immortals to accept me as a disciple.”

"I have done it, don't worry." Trouble, remembering his sacred physique, if she really accepted him, she always felt that there was a big wave of trouble that was coming. The disciple who has a water root in the family is already a headache. Now, there is a martial art that has been robbed by evil spirits. It feels that the whole person is not good.

"I can't accept you as a disciple, but I recommend you to Xianmen. It is ok."

The boy’s eyes were bright, and the little stars were starlight. This time, I was grateful from the heart. Once again, I solemnly smashed three heads. “Thank you for being a fairy.”

"It is only necessary to have a spiritual root to cultivate the immortal. If you don't have a spiritual root, you can't practice it even if someone introduces it." Although he knew that he was a three-root, he still had to remind him.

The boy stayed and stayed for a while, "I know, Xie Xianren."

"Do not hesitate to raise your hand." Zhu Yao plans to hand him over to Zi Yan, join Qiu Gupai, and she will be in her place. She can also look after him. "You don't have to call me immortal, I am just a monk. The name is Zhu Yao."

"Yes!" The boy replied, thinking about what to call her, think she had been calling her sister before, and said, "I wish you a sister."

Zhu Yao only felt that the heart was shaking. A strange feeling rose. I always felt that this title was strange. It seemed that I didn’t like to shout out from his mouth. "You still call me a dream, or call me Sayādaw."

"Oh." The boy was a little disappointed. He wondered if the immortal was still angry with him, and he screamed honestly, "Sir."

"What is your name?" Zhu Yao transferred the topic and wanted to open the strange feeling.

The boy’s eyes lit up and it seemed to be very happy to hear her pay attention to herself. “My name is 胥松.”

"胥松." It was a nice name, and I wished Yao waved his hand, "Go."

This time she did not deliberately use it, but took out the martial art unified transportation, the leaves.

Although she wanted to be a sword at first, she was worried that he might be unable to withstand the speed of his sword. So I chose this slower weapon.

Yu Song was very happy. Sitting on the leaf, she was curious. The little claw touched the right and touched it, but she was afraid that she would do too much. She was not happy. Sitting on the rules, do not dare to walk around.

The restrained look, I wished that I was a little funny, and asked casually, "Yes, forgot to ask you, how much money did you sell me?"

Han Song's face was white, and she looked at her in a panic.

"I just ask, you just say it." She is really curious, Xiuxian can change her physique, so the higher the degree, the more beautiful she is. She is also a sage of the gods. How can it be a The beauty of the fallen city is gone, um, think about it and a little excitement.

"No...no." Yan Song lowered his head and buckled his little hand.

"Ah?" Hey.

"I... didn't ask for money." Yusong honestly replied, "I thought it was a fairy... The Lord would be against me, so I didn't ask her for money."

"What?" k, she was sent for free. Do you dare to be cheaper?

Zhu Yao is very unhappy, but after thinking about it, he had to have money on his body, he could not go to the **** shop, and he was finally driven out of the temple by his companions.

"Respect...the face of the sage, I have never seen it." Yu Song went on to explain, "So I don't know how much I can sell~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I wish you a glimpse, this is what I think, the people who cultivate it are all Those who have aura, the kind of aura, who are the same or higher than themselves can judge the cultivation, the more the aura is, the higher the cultivation. The mortal does not deliberately receive the temper. With aura, they can't see through the aura. Even if they see it, they just have a vague impression on their minds, and they can't see the concrete look.

It turned out that she was not worth it, just because they didn't know the goods. Well, she got back to balance.

I wish that the distant gods will converge on the aura of the whole body and look at the boy. "Is it clear now?"

Yu Song looked up and instantly caught it. Only one pair of eyes slammed wide, as if to see what an unimaginable sight, staring straight at her without blinking.

Well, don't be obsessed with sister, sister is a legend.

I wish you a little bit of silence in the bottom of my heart, that is, let him recognize his face and save his savior. Zhu Yao once again released the aura, blurring his face, the little boy reacted, and wished him to give him another estimate of the price, but suddenly felt a strange aura.

It is a cult, and it is still a lot.

I wish to see the past in the direction of the southeast. What happened there, why did you gather so many evils?

Look at the terrain over there, the aura is strong, and it does not condense, there should be a spirituality in the ground. Such a place should be the location of the Xiuxianmen School.

I thought about it for a moment, and turned my head and flew over to that side, and speeded up. Those evils seem to be evacuating, flying away in all directions.

Did you find her? No, those of them are just a few golden ages, and the one who is the most cultivated is also a child, and it is impossible to detect her.

Just want to catch up and see, suddenly a huge **** smell in the air came over. (To be continued) R655