"I know this method, but I don't have the right to teach it to you directly. It has been integrated into the black crystal cage control method reserved for you by my grandfather. After swearing, it will be transmitted to you along with the control secret method. See when you need it?"
Jiang Zhao's answer surprised me, but it was reasonable to think about it. Jiang Zihuai's old fox arranged the incident carefully and carefully.
"The visitor is a guest. It's almost noon. Why not stay for a light meal."
I changed the subject.
"Thanks to my good intentions, let Ning Yuru and I have dinner at the same table. The atmosphere is too uncomfortable, so I won’t be guilty of that sin. You can say something about your side. You and I have fulfilled our promises. After my daughter, this trip within the square is considered perfect. The ghost temple on the side of the Ghost God Emperor has terminated the contact. You can rest assured that everything is going to happen, I should say goodbye."
Jiang Zhao got up.
I nodded, did not leave the guest, and personally delivered it to the gate.
As the wind and snow got worse outside, Jiang Zhao buttoned up her down jacket hat and blushed. Before leaving, she took a deep look at me and said, "Treasure."
I clasped my fists and said softly: "Good trip."
"Someday Ning Yuru doesn't want you. You can come and find me outside."
Jiang Zhao left such a sentence. With a shot of his figure, he has appeared 100 meters away, and once again, he disappeared in the vast wind and snow.
I was stunned for a while in the snow, and suddenly heard the sound, turned around and saw Ning Yuru carrying a few large plastic bags with complicated eyes.
"Jiang Zhao is planning to pick up what I lost?"
Ning Yuru's expression was light.
"Will you lose it?"
I asked seriously.
"Look at someone's performance."
Ning Yuru smiled sweetly.
I shook my head and smiled bitterly.
"Wow!"
The dog bark suddenly sounded behind me, I was taken aback, and then ecstatic, turned around to look.
The big skeleton black dog covered in snow came into view.
It was looking at me and Ning Yuru with disgust. It was obviously disgusting by our show of affection.
After more than three months, it arrived as scheduled.
Uh, so it’s not very accurate, Mao’s three months? It's been three and a half months! The dog's words are also unreasonable.
And that Emperor Fengdu, according to what he said that day, should have been rumored to ask me if I wanted
Accept the olive branch? But so far there has been no movement.
My understanding is that he is entangled in trivial matters, and for a moment he hasn't had time to take care of the matter of Yangshi.
In his opinion, even if I was promoted to Yan Jun and eliminated the young master Li Mubin, there was still an extremely long distance away from him, and it was not a big deal. It would be fine to delay the treatment for a period of time.
Of course I can’t ask for such an attitude of Emperor Fengdu. He will never remember this. It’s better to delay it for ten or eight years. When I return to the middle stage of Tongtian realm, the great magic demon refers to the great success, who are I afraid of
I have only seen the power of the Dacheng Period Great Illusion Demon Finger in the Lord Longling. As for the junior masters of the First Evil Sect? They couldn't unblock the last page of the Secret Code, and they couldn't practice the Great Magic Finger to the highest level.
Including Mr. Liu, the master uncle in the basement, and the elder Dazhugan who came here once as a messenger, they can at most only refer to Xiaocheng. If they know the reason is with me, maybe they will kill the general
Not only the big magic finger, palm, boxing, and a series of unique skills created by Longling Master, they have all been done. They don't recognize me as an ancestor, and they will never have a chance to see the highest secret before the ancients!
The back hand I left for myself is enough, enough to the extent that the contemporary lord of the Great Magic Mountain has to pinch his nose and bow his head.
Withdrawing the divergent thoughts, I greeted the past with a smile, and said loudly, "The fellow Taoist is coming here, and you are full of glory! The master of the museum has been waiting for you for a long time. After seeing you for three months, I look forward to seeing you every day, but I never see you. Come, thinking you won't show up again.
Fortunately, fellow Daoist is the one who counts, saying that it is three months later, but it is not four months now anyway, this is what he said. "
I deliberately satirized it a few words, who made it stare at me with the look of out-of-stock
"Wow."
The big black dog uses dog language as always, and disdains the use of human language. I know it will do it, but it maintains a certain ridiculous principle.
It's the same weird as before, even if it doesn't speak human words, I can understand what it is saying.
"You kid don't need to be ridiculed. It's not bad for this lord to come back with his life."
I understood its meaning in an instant, and I couldn’t help but froze for a while, looked carefully, and gasped for a breath.
He noticed that there was an extremely long wound on its abdomen. Although it did not bleed, it was very scary because of its rolling flesh.
"With your ability, who can hurt?"
I was shocked and inexplicably, ignoring the jokes, I hurriedly signaled the dog daoist to enter.
The big black dog rolled his eyes humanely, looked at Ning Yuru, his figure flashed, and he had entered the villa.
Yu Ru and I looked at each other and immediately followed in.
Ning Yuru felt very compassionate, so she asked a doctor to stitch up the wounds for fellow dog daoists.
Fellow Dog Daoist shouted twice, which meant not to disturb others.
Under my motion, the partners in the villa did not show up.
The bat monster did not dare to come out, and the reduced version of the donkey was very curious, but he had already communicated with the bat and knew how powerful the dog daoists were, and he was too scared to show his head.
As for Shi Heizang, who was photographed from the sky with a slap in the face of fellow dog daoists? Isn't it where he died? A Ju is no longer personal.
This one just came to the dojo, invisibly shocked the audience.
I bite the bullet and talked with it, mainly asking if it hurts the internal organs
Dog Taoist said that internal injuries can be healed by its own movement, but the wounds are so disturbing that they need to be sutured up. It allows me to do it.
I jumped my brows several times. This kind of work is not unfamiliar. The Mage Baiyatang in the microsphere has suffered too many injuries. I have a good hand in dealing with the injuries, but I have never done so much to suture the wounds of such a demon king. , It is very fresh.
If so, Ning Yuru smashed his hands and got the medical kit. I personally sutured the wound on his belly with stitches.
I wanted to ask, with its ability, why can't the wound heal itself
But I know well that the dog daoist must have his own reason for not doing that. He insists on stitching up the wound, and I just do it, and there is nothing wrong with it.
"Wow!"
This means that the craftsmanship is not bad, right
I didn't answer this boring question. I took off the rubber gloves and threw it away with a wry smile. After washing my hands repeatedly, I asked how it was injured.
Fellow Dog Daoist didn't mean to answer, and I didn't know how to talk too much anymore.
In the evening, a separate dojo meeting was held in the villa, and the key members gathered.
I introduced to the big guys the new member Gou Daoyou who came to live here, whether it is Blood Bamboo or Shi Heizang, each one is very courteous, with a little flattering invisibly.
(End of this chapter)