Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Let me kneel without giving me any spirit stones? Xing Shu rolled his eyes frantically and resisted his discomfort: "The disciple is confused, who is the master letting me kneel?"

Xing Danshang felt keenly wrong, but Xing Yiyao was the first to speak: "Kneel down and apologize! You kneel down and apologize! Are you deaf! Father! Let him kneel down for me!"

These words were extremely sharp and extremely arrogant. Everyone's complexion changed, and even Xing Dan's wounded expression was hard to look at. Fairy Lingqi screamed in his heart and hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth, and apologized to everyone: "Let you all Just laughed, Yaoyao was still young and was wronged by others, so she was so angry that she was so angry."

Xing Shu said with emotion: "Sixteen years old, I was already on the battlefield when I was 16 years old, a recognized little waste. Now thinking about it, it's great that I can survive."

Fairy Lingqi's smile froze, and all the words got stuck in his throat.

"However, I heard that the Three Young Masters, in order to protect themselves and care for the lives of others, pulled many people back. The Three Young Masters came back with all beards and tails, but they! They stayed there forever! , Never reincarnate!" These words were bloody, Xing Shu suddenly felt the pressure from all directions, frowned, and miscalculated secretly.

He wants everyone to accompany him in acting, but those who are willing to follow, the one who has lived for hundreds of years, is not an old slicker who has lived for hundreds of years. He smells the fragrance and is useless. He obviously uses him as the key to unlock the treasure, as long as the contents are bright. Come out, will he break the key?

The original owner's memory on the battlefield is very vague. It may be too scared, or it may be deliberately erased. Xing Shu still misses the "good guy" who took him away at the beginning and then disappeared without a trace.

"Is it guilty of my conscience, Third Young Master?" Suddenly his tone was sharp, but Xing Shu smiled: "Speaking to this fellow Daoist, don't hide in the crowd. It's a big deal. If you really want to fight injustice, Instead of instigating discord, just stand upright in front of me to confront."

There was a commotion among the crowd, and Xing Shu said: "Don't you dare? Are you a demon undercover?"

The big hat must have been snapped off guard, and the voice said angrily: "Don't let go of blood!"

"Here!" The school uniforms that were either black, gray or silver shook, and squeezed out a tall and thin young man. Someone cooperated and said in surprise: "Brother Gao?"

The high five flute straightened out his squeezed hair crown and patted his sleeves, as if talking to Xian Xingshu with disdain, his eyes seemed to be trying his best to endure the anger of the sky, but because of some inability to bear it, it was just a powerful question: " The three young masters have forgotten things too much, and I am afraid that they will not remember them.

Xing Shu really didn't remember, but he could guess: "Well, I remembered it wrong, and forgot that Fellow Gao Daoist was also throwing his head and blood on the battlefield, my fault."

There were coughing coughing all around instantly, and Gao Wudi's face was instantly white and green, very beautiful.

Xingshu was observing his words, pretending to be at a loss: "Ah? What's wrong?"

"That... Third Young Master, Fellow Daoist Gao... he didn't participate for some reason, eh."

"Did not participate?" Xing Shu wondered: "Then why did he say that I murdered my fellow students? He said so well and well. I have never done this before. Of course I have to confront him. I want to know that the brothers saw me like I hid like the plague. How can I become a coward who pulls people back?"

It is true that he said too much of the picture, but also very agree with the facts, the surroundings are weird and quiet, only a few haha ​​cooperated and said yes.

To be honest, if they and Xingshu's team ignored them, or if they found a chance to leave them halfway, it would be the way of thinking of normal people. They were all monks at the level of Jindan and above.

"You...you..." Gao Wudi realized that it was not good, and blurted out: "Only by your own words..."

Xing Shu shook his head: "Are you using hearsay to question my one-sidedness?"

"Me!" Gao Wudi noticed the suspicious eyes of others, and suddenly felt a sense of grief. His brother died on the battlefield. Well, this waste can...why!

Why!

He clenched fists with both hands and his eyes were cracked: "Why can you come back alive!" Why don't you die!

In an instant! A burst of black energy overflowed from his sudden burst of spiritual power, rushing straight towards Xingshu!

Before reaching him, Xing Shu intuitively felt an extremely domineering aura swept across his face, mixed with a sweet and greasy taste of honey, and instantly pressed back the murderous spiritual power!

Gao Wudi was swept by the strong wind, and he spouted black blood, and his opened eyes were faintly red.

"Spiritual disorder, signs of enchantment, please take him down!" Xing Danshang finally made a sound, and someone immediately came up and took Gao Wudi's hand.

Xing Shu knew subconsciously that he would never come back if he went on, so he quickly said, "Wait!"

Gao Wudi shouted "Why don't you die" and was dragged down, Xing Shu rushed to the first two steps: "Who told you!"

Gao Wudi raised his head, his eyes were faintly red, and his facial expression was extremely hideous. Xing Shu's chest began to smell fishy again, and he said loudly, "Who told you that I killed the same door?"

The eyes were facing each other, the extremely small mental thread pierced fiercely, Gao Wudi's expression was solid, and in the instant of confusion, his mouth had already uncontrollably said the name of the person in his heart.

Listening to this, Xing Shu sighed suddenly.

"Friend Gao Dao, he has never been to the battlefield either."

The high five flute moved for a while, and the angry expression turned into a moment of confusion, which was quickly dragged down.

No one questioned why it was dragged on instead of rescued on the spot, as it should be, as if this kind of "devil" has happened many times, so that in everyone's opinion, this is the "best" way to deal with it.

This is the monk? This is this world?

Xing Shu turned his head, quietly watching Xing Yiyao, whose mouth was covered by Fairy Lingqi, with an angry face, and slightly hooked the corner of her mouth when no one was paying attention.

The show has just begun, isn't it?