Shen Jiuliu looked at Yangming with clear eyes, and said in a cold tone, "No."
There was a wave in Yang Ming's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Neither am I."
They looked at each other and looked away tacitly.
In fact, the two of them should have arrived earlier than Rong Xian, but it was more difficult to find the place. The monks came and went along the way. If they really carelessly ran towards their destination, Yujian would have a lot of fun.
The two had no choice but to walk up the mountain on foot. Occasionally, they would get together with loose cultivators whose temperaments were in harmony, which caused Rong Xian to arrive much earlier than the two of them.
The scattered cultivators are still on their way, and the major cultivators and sects have sent elders to lead a team to surround the stone bridge.
On the top of the mountain, each party occupied a mountain, staring at the village below, all trying to find a way to get the legendary treasure.
On the east side of the hill, the middle-aged man was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, his long hair was bound by a tall jade crown.
He looked at somewhere down the mountain, and asked the eldest disciple beside him in a gentle tone, "Yuan'er is right there."
Anyang was still wearing a golden robe and a jade belt, holding a folding fan in his hand, and when he heard Master's question, he glanced over there and replied, "Yes, Master.
Master Chongguang raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of teasing in his voice: "I heard that you and Rong Xian had a relationship, and now even the younger brother has been sent out as a guard. If you really like others, the master can propose marriage to the old-fashioned Tsinghua University. ."
Hearing the words of Master Chongguang, Anyang was sweating profusely, and quickly refused: "Master, if I like it, I will go after it myself, so don't make trouble."
Chongguang's face collapsed, and his tone was quite resentful: "How can being a teacher cause trouble? It's not for your life-long event, and when you were a child, you were both a father and a mother. It's a lot of shit and pee, and now you still have to worry about your marriage White-eyed wolf, it's so heartbreaking."
The blue veins on Anyang's forehead couldn't help but jump. He clenched the folding fan tightly, without any demeanor, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Master, please shut up."
Master Chongguang: "...You are a disobedient rebel, you even care about what your master has to say."
Anyang was immediately so angry that his face was ashen, and veins appeared on the hand holding the folding fan.
#Everyday I want to kill the master series#
Seeing that the apprentice was irritated, Daoist Chongguang shut his mouth embarrassingly, lest the apprentice really commit the murder of the master, then he would really be ashamed of the ancestors of Yuxiaomen.
On a hill opposite them, a group of monks dressed in simple clothes looked at the village below with indifference. The old man at the head said gloomily: "I didn't expect the Yu clan to hide here, but they know how to hide."
Beside him, the white-haired old woman stared at the foot of the mountain and asked, "You said that Rong Xian found the aura of Venerable Lord Xixin, is this news reliable?"
The old man said in a cautious tone: "It was A Qi from Wuxinya who told Nengyue personally, and I also learned it by accident. It would be correct to think about it."
Holding the cane, the old woman tapped the stone under her feet, and said, "I've been looking for the divine artifact for two thousand years. If I can't find it again, I'm afraid the Lord won't be able to explain it."
The old man said in a gloomy tone: "Don't worry, there are people in this world who are attracted by the sword emperor's blood. I can secretly take Rong Xian away, and when that time comes, I will force you to ask for the news of the Venerable Master of the Prosperous Heart and find the artifact."
The old woman closed her eyes and sighed, "I always feel a little uneasy."
The old man glanced at the people around him and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, no one here is my opponent."
On the mountain that was a bit shorter than their top, a group of children from aristocratic families were all graceful, inviting friends and companions, and servants like clouds.
They are all elites in the family, and their strength and appearance are equally important. This time, I came here with the elders of the family. The first is to have a long-term experience, and the second is to see if they are related to the sword emperor's blood.
Among the group of people, a simple-dressed young girl stood on the edge of the cliff and murmured in frustration: "Why hasn't Big Brother Jun come yet, I hope Big Brother Jun can get what he wants in peace."
"Don't worry, he'll be fine." An unwavering voice came from behind her, and the woman came over in the embroidered city master uniform.
"City Lord Yan." The girl exclaimed in surprise, "Why did you come out? Brother Jun said that your injury is not yet healed, so you need to take a good rest."
Yan Fei shook her head, her eyes filled with thoughts and said, "No, the closer I am to Jun Cong, the less stable I will be."
"I think you miss him." The coquettish voice sounded out of thin air, and the bones of the crisp people were a little weak.
The girl blinked, smiled and said, "Sister Qianqian."
Yan Fei frowned as she looked at the person who approached carelessly: "Qu Qianqian, have you forgotten your identity, here are all monks of the righteous way, you are a witch from a demon sect who came here to find death?"
Qu Qianqian walked up to the girl, pinched her cheek, and said without fear: "Look at how good Xiao Wan is, it's not like you, the witch who opens her mouth and shuts her mouth to call others, hate it."
Then she giggled and said, "Those monks of the right way don't dare to touch me now. My father and the elders of the Demon Sect have come a lot. If they don't want to leave here alive, they can do it."
Xiaowan glanced at Yan Fei quietly, stuck out her tongue and said to Qu Qianqian, "Sister Qianqian, City Lord Yan also cares about you, don't blame her."
"Really?" Qu Qianqian looked at Yan Fei with a half-smile but not a smile, her charming face was full of charm: "Then I have to thank her a lot."
Yan Fei snorted and didn't answer, Qu Qianqian looked down at the mountain and said softly, "It seems that Jun Cong is there."
Xiaowan said curiously, "I don't know what Big Brother Jun has gained from following Doctor Rong."
Yan Fei said sourly: "Of course I have a harvest. I heard that Rong Xian is quite beautiful. I think he is overjoyed."
Qu Qianqian clapped her hands mischievously, and said with a smile, "Aiya, it seems that we will have another sister soon."
Yan Fei sneered, glanced at the tent behind her and said, "Don't let Bai Changyue hear what you said. If she is sad, Jun Cong will blame her."
A trace of loss flashed in Qu Qianqian's eyes, and she regained her enchanting and charming appearance: "Jun Cong has been following Rong Xian for a solution because of her illness. The relationship between them is really deep."
"Brother Jun and Miss Bai are childhood sweethearts." Xiaowan said in a low tone.
Ling Jun, who was still secretly rubbing with Lu Yuan and following Rong Xian, never thought that his women would overturn the vinegar jar. He raised his head and glanced at the surrounding mountains, only to feel depressed.
"Woo, do you think Rong Xian knows that she is surrounded?" Ling Jun asked Lu Yuan in a low voice, looking at Rong Xian who seemed to be basking in the herbs.
Rong Xian: There are always people who want to catch me and force me to tell them the news of me, isn't this sick
(End of this chapter)