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But……

Do you want to walk back or climb back?

Seeing the woman's hand on the hilt of the sword, the girl in light red clothes glanced at her three sisters and gave a wink. The maids are going back now, please be careful.

Finally getting rid of the four little girls, Wu Xingyun walked a few steps and saw a restaurant and walked in.

For the first time, she regretted picking up the four little girls. Although she knew that they were worried about themselves, she was still very unhappy to be followed like this.

She was a little angry, so she just ordered a pot of tea, and the tea juice was thick. She just took a few sips and then put it down. She looked up and saw a young man in blue put something into the bowl of the next table, probably who was going to tease him.

What a naughty girl, I guess I will be interested in Canghai

She was thinking this way, and when she saw the little monk coming back, she couldn't help but frown. She didn't know how to be so ignorant of her family, and fooled a monk like this.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen the child for more than ten years. I thought that the man who was a tragic man agreed to take her away from Piaomiao Peak, but he was caught by his master within half a month. It's a blessing that the master spoiled her, otherwise both of them would have to take care of her.

They had been playing outside for more than half a year. When they returned to Piaomiao Peak, Wuyazi and Li Qiushui had left, so she stayed to run Lingjiu Palace. The child in Canghai couldn't stay idle, and his master spoiled her, so he took her to travel around the world and came back for a trip that he hadn't seen for three or five years.

Although she couldn't stand the men's clothing girl's actions, Wu Xingyun didn't plan to care about this nostalgic business after all. She smelled the mushrooms in the store and asked for a bowl of mushroom noodles to eat a few bites.

Before I could get up, a group of people came into the outside world

Little girl, please go away and don’t take the position of the old fairy, otherwise... Little girl is so handsome, can you be happy with your brothers?

A boy asked her to give up her seat with a grim smile on his face

Wu Xingyun frowned and sent the four Shu away with regret. It was so dirty that he had his hands dirty when he fought with such a person. The old man surrounded by the minions could be considered a tough hand, but he was still a junior after all.

She didn't want to pay attention, so she stepped back to the table against the wall and sat down.

The original diners in the store were a little uncomfortable and left the store, but the prank girl and the little monk thought they had gone to another place to hide.

She looked around and took a breath, and sure enough, the two were quickly pulled out

Xingsu Sect, no wonder this is the case, but the little monk Pity didn't know how he offended them

Amid those flattery, Wu Xingyun was eating his own mushroom noodles without caring. To be honest, the noodles in this restaurant are much better than tea.

She was so comfortable that she didn't care at all that she had already started fighting. At most, she only glanced at the end of the light when she was blowing the noodles, and sighed that the young talent was weak but practical. She could tie the old man. Although she took the tricks, she could still be considered the best among the young generation.

However, these two younger generations really don’t know how to respect the elderly and the virtuous!

That series of dry and dry people are simply overwhelming

Wu Xingyun picked up the bowl and easily bypassed the battle situation to the small room behind. He casually used the chopsticks to cross the Xingsu disciple who was guarding the door.

The little monk who was teased was huddling on the side and trembling. There was still a lying on the bed, and she kicked a stone to knock it out by her. When she looked closely, she had lost her appetite.

The monk lying on the bed was as big as a basket, and his figure was even more bloated than a pregnant woman. He was also a monk. Seeing him, the little monk huddled beside him looked much better all of a sudden.

From the Xiaoyao Sect, Wu Xingyun admitted that she was a complete face control. After all, the rules passed down from the ancestors of the masters, taking disciples not only depends on qualifications, but also on facial appearance. She started at the age of four. If she hadn't come down the mountain because of the unlucky junior brother of Wuyazi, she wouldn't have known that there were so many strange and unbearable humans at the foot of the mountain.

She looked at the little monk so much that she liked him. She remembered that he had not eaten the food he had teased by a little girl before. She couldn't eat the noodles in her hand anymore. Why not be as good as this little monk?

No, no, female donor please enjoy it yourself

At this time, Xu Zhubu was unable to be transparent, and no one could see him. What's wrong with your ring?

ring?

Xu Zhu followed the woman's gaze and then remembered the thing when he was about to explain that the woman had broken the wall and carried him out like a chicken. After running a few miles before putting him down, he asked.

So, do you mean Wuyazi is dead?

Wu Xingyun never thought that after most of his life, he heard the news about Wuyazi again that he was dead

Although they had already ended seventy years ago, they were together, and it was impossible to say that there was no emotional fluctuation without any emotional fluctuations.

In addition to circulating your position as head, what else did Wuyazi say to you?

Senior Wuyazi said... Let me find a woman according to the picture and ask her to give me some advice on how to get rid of Ding Chunqiu, the evil thief.

After Xu Zhu finished speaking, he saw that the woman's hand had already stretched out, so he could only take out the scroll from her arms and let her open it.

Female donor... Do you recognize the woman in the picture?

How could Wu Xingyun not recognize the woman in the picture?

Isn't it just that little bitch who snatched her junior brother, they didn't live together after all

She snorted coldly, accidentally noticed the woman's dimples on the drawing, and couldn't help but feel silence

It is right to give up on him, but for the sake of friendship between classmates, let’s help him fulfill his final wish.

Little monk, take me to see where he meets him, I will teach you how to kill Ding Chunqiu

Xu Zhu didn't understand why he was listening to a big girl. He was already very worried when he saw the picture given to him by Wuyazi and asked him to go to a woman to learn art. He originally wanted to learn some particularity from Mr. Congbian, but he quickly followed Wuyazi.

Female donor...Who are you? Why do you know about the old senior Wuyazi? He couldn't help but ask, and the answer he got scared himself to death

I am Wuyazi's senior sister, how could I not know about him?

Going back to Leigu Mountain, Xu Zhu actually refused in his heart. He was captured by Ding Chunqiu and saw the deaf and dumb door being destroyed. Wuyazi and Su Xinghe died in front of him one after another. He was actually very shadowy. He was forced to come back with him, not knowing whether it was a corpse or a mentally insane woman.

On Leigu Mountain, the tragic past is no longer seen. I think it was the eight friends of Hangu who had cleaned up before going down the mountain.

There are two newly raised graves next to the hut in Wuyazi's retreat, which they set up for Wuyazi and Su Xinghe.

Wu Xingyun looked around and finally it was still a beautiful place. Since he had been buried, there was no need to take him back to Piaomiao Peak for burial.

She looked at the house next to her, the hole that looked so stupid, shook her head, and when she wanted to enter, she shook a strong wind behind her back. She flashed to the side and saw the wooden wall shattered, and the woman with her palm was standing happily not far away.

Senior sister, you can make it easy for little sister to find Ah

Li Qiushui, I don’t care about you because of Canghai’s face. Do you think I am really afraid of you?

Canghai... What's the beauty of her face? You are the same, and the elder brother is... Li Qiushui gritted her teeth

She is obviously their junior sister, right?

But everything is always vast, she doesn't know when her little girl becomes so important

Senior brother? Do you still remember his words? Wu Xingyun pointed to the grave next to him and gave him an incense stick.

What, he died?

Yes, it was killed by Ding Chunqiu

Li Qiushui stopped talking, left two incense sticks, lit them in front of the monument, and then inserted them into the incense burner, and slashed at Wu Xingyun with his backhand.

This palm came unexpectedly. Did Wu Xingyun recover his ten success powers? He was beaten to the point where he could not dodge. Fortunately, her reaction was fast enough. Her nails cut scars on her arm, and the powder quickly invaded her blood, making her face look dizzy in an instant.

Seven Days Broken Bone Solved? Li Qiushui exclaimed and left instantly

The seven-day Broken Bone Sphere, the poison that sounds very powerful, Xu Zhu couldn't help but want to ask why the senior sisters were so cruel, and saw Wu Xingyun spurting out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground softly.

Hello, you

I am the only one who respects the skills of the Eight Desolations and Six Heritages. I will rejuvenate every thirty years. I have to start practicing my skills from scratch. Even if I add in recent days, Wu Xingyun is only twenty-seven or eight years old. How can I handle Li Qiushui’s little Wuxianggong for more than seventy years.

She was so careless that she didn't expect that Li Qiushui would suddenly get hurt in front of Wuyazi's tomb. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have died.

Even so, she should be not far from death. Seven-day Broken Bone Sphere prevents Li Qiushui from for more than ten days. When she makes a comeback, she will be in danger.

Wu Xingyun curled up on the ground, feeling that someone was picking her up, and a pure and thick Beiming true energy slowly surged from the back of her heart.

Enough, she opened her eyelids and saw the little monk, grabbed his shoulder and supported his upper body. The little monk, go and catch a pheasant for me.

pheasant?

The hare is okay, as long as it is alive, I want to drink blood to practice her skills. She has achieved success in her magical skills, so she doesn't have to drink blood to practice her skills, but she is injured and loses blood at this time. If she doesn't practice with blood, she may not be able to hold on.

No, no, the monk can't kill

You don't need to kill, just catch it

No, I won't go

After all, he was a pedantic monk. If he hadn't been in poor health, he would have been too lazy to use him.

Wu Xingyun was unable to tell what he had and Xu Zhu, so he pulled open his monk's robe, found a not-so-important blood thread on his shoulder and neck, and opened his mouth and bit it.

Human blood, pure and scorching

Wu Xingyun has not practiced martial arts with human blood, so he can only think that this is a living person, and he can drink enough blood to practice martial arts.

Licking the blood leaking from her lips, she saw that the little monk was already sitting there stupidly. She applied medicine to his wound, no longer cared about him, and began to use his energy to heal his wounds.

The eight desolates and six communes are the only ones. This magical power is amazing. Once injured, it will also be amazing to backlash on oneself.

After stabilizing the internal breath, barely opening up the turbid tendons and veins that were stagnant, Wu Xingyun was already exhausted.

Female...Donor... When she heard the trembling voice, she remembered that there was a scared little monk here, and she was lying in his arms.

Little monk, you're scared

After a few days together, she knew that the child grew up in a temple and was as pure as a piece of paper.

She turned her head and saw a blush on her face, as if white paper was smeared with cinnabar

But the pity child, she raised her hand and lit it on his cheek. What should I do if there is a ball of stuff behind her back? She suddenly wanted to dye the paper even more dirty