Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Great Sunday... No." Mao Xiaofang was shocked. "Under the heavens, is there really a big Sunday to vent the heart?"

Ye Shaoyang patted his chest. "Other people don't know. Anyway, I really will. You don't want to be polite with me. This method of heart is what I got by chance. It's not my sect's exclusive spell, it's okay to pass it on to you." ”

Mao Xiaofang is not calm, although he did not drink any wine, but because of his excitement, a face rose red, suddenly holding a fist on Ye Shaoyang, and said with a bite: "If you can learn, I will not refuse. Thank you brother!"

" Eat well, then I will teach you!"

After eating and drinking, Ye Shaoyang passed on the method of voicing the heart of the week. After he fully understood, he asked him to try to breathe and go to sleep. After waking up, he saw Mao Xiaofang. Sitting in bed and staying in the bed, asked: "How is this mentality?"

"I... I have been vomiting for two weeks, and the breath is not chaotic. The infuriating harvest is several times that of Xiao Zhoutian's mind!"

"Of course," Ye Shaoyang said that he had already known this result. "I said before, with your talent, you can definitely control this set of minds, but you just used it. You can breathe two days a day, no more. More, the number of times can be increased in the future."

Mao Xiaofang touched his chin and said: "I felt it before. With my heart, I can only sip for four days at most. I am not greedy. This is a very big miracle!"

Then think of something, ask Ye Shaoyang: "Can you spit a few days a day?"

"eight."

Mao Xiaofang was shocked on the spot. Because of the excitement, the voice almost trembled: "The infuriating nature of the big Zhoutian’s heart-felt harvest is at least three times that of Xiao Zhoutian. Even if it is three times, you will pass eight times a day. On Sunday, this is equal to... ordinary people practice for ten days, at least ten days! This... is incredible!"

"There is something incredible, otherwise you think I am promoted to the immortal." Ye Shaoyang was a little bit smug, then thought of his situation, suddenly a bit uncomfortable, sighed, "just now Dantian was destroyed, even this small role wants to bully I, when the other two are coming, I guess I will not see it in my eyes."

Not being seen in the eyes, in the eyes of some gentlemen and gentlemen, it is indifferent. Qingyunzi is like this, and for a lifetime, if it is not for the sake of two apprentices, there may be no death. Knowing his true strength, but Ye Shaoyang is different, he does not like this feeling of acting as a supporting role.

Mao Xiaofang picked up the glass and gave him a cup. He said, "What's the relationship, you will recover sooner or later. At that time, you must show your hands in front of these people, raise your eyebrows, and call me when I am, I have to look stunned. Look like!"

Ye Shaoyang muttered: "Yeah, I think too, I hope that this day will come soon."

Waiting for two days in the inn, the morning of the third day, Ye Shaoyang was knocked on the door by the wonderful heart, telling him that Lu Xiaoqing and Chen Xiaoyu have come. In the room of Cao Yuxing, since everyone has to act together, she still hopes to meet up.

Ye Shaoyang also felt that there was nothing. Even if he was annoying, there would be two more Cao Yuxing. So I went with him.

"Right, I have a sister, so we have another helper."

"Your sister?" Ye Shaoyang was a bit puzzled. "I remember you said... You are not alone, where is the sister?"

"It's not my real sister, it's a disciple of Emeishan. I have a very good relationship with me. I heard that I am here and I came with them, but her character is very cold, don't mind."

Ye Shaoyang quickly said where.

Mao Xiaofang suddenly asked: "That, wonderful teacher, your mouth, this Emeishan folk disciple, but Wutong?"

A wonderful look, said: "How do you know?"

Mao Xiaofang smiled and said: "The sister of Wutong is famous. He mentioned the second generation disciple of Emei Mountain. The first one thought of her is, and you said that she is cold and cold, and it is very consistent with the rumors of Jianghu. Secondly, he is also the seven disciples. First, it seems reasonable to appear with the other two. Therefore, the poor road is presumptuous."

Miao Xin nodded and said: "You are very smart, it is the Sister Wu Tong, you come with me."

On the way past in the corridor, Ye Shaoyang thought about what Mao Xiaofang said. He estimated that this phoenix tree is also an iceberg and a beautiful human. He really does not like to deal with this kind of girl, but he only has to go in with a hard scalp.

Only Cao Yuxing in the house, together with two men in their twenties, all together, but they are all dressed in uniforms. They seem to be awesome, sitting in front of the coffee table, Cao Yuxing pours tea attentively.

After the meeting, Miao Xin briefly introduced it. The monk was Lu Xiaoqing and the Taoist was Chen Xiaoyu. Both of them were born in a martial art where Ye Shaoyang had not heard the name.

When introducing to Ye Shaoyang, Chen Xiaoyu waved his hand and said: "I know, listen to the teacher who Yu Xing has just said, the foreigner disciple of Maoshan." The feeling of ignorance is beyond words.

Ye Shaoyang did not pay attention to him. Suddenly he looked up and saw a colorful grim face outside the window. Immediately after slamming, the "grimace" came in, and both hands only smashed the face of Ye Shaoyang. Ye Shaoyang reacted very quickly. Although he did not know what the other party was, the backhand was a palm of the hand. With 70% of the mana, he hit a face on the face and gave a loud slap. Ye Shaoyang’s own hand was shocked. But that thing was also shaken by him on the ground, screaming, and got up and rushed over Ye Shaoyang.

"Inferior slaves, not rude!" Chen Xiaoyu screamed, the thing was standing on the ground, Ye Shaoyang only saw this, is a monkey, but the face is red and white, it should be a kind of awkward, look like a ghost It’s no wonder that I’m just confessing.

This thing sits on the ground, one hand squints at the face, rushing at Ye Shaoyang's fangs, his expression is very resentful, and seems to be very dissatisfied with Ye Shaoyang just slap himself.

"This is my servant, named Monkey King." Chen Xiaoyu came over and whispered to it: "Go on the side!"

Monkey King immediately got a little wronged, jumped to the window sill, took a look at Ye Shaoyang and jumped out.

The servant... This guy still has a servant. Ye Shaoyang is a bit unacceptable.

Although the servant's servant's affairs have existed since ancient times, the magical world has not been banned, but there is really not much to do so. After all, it is not a special glory to raise evil spirits, so the masters who are generally repairing are not. Will do this kind of thing, Ye Shaoyang himself is an exception, but also raised so much...