Chapter 210 The lonely chick

Style: Fantasy Author: Holding a lamp under the moonWords: 2314Update Time: 24/01/12 11:01:30
Lu Lingyou was now a weak woman who was weak to Liu Fufeng.

Suddenly being surrounded by a group of wolf-like leaders, I was a little at a loss.

But when I heard my master's crazy output, I felt speechless and at the same time felt deeply that my understanding of the world was still superficial.

It turns out that Buddhists can be so enlightened as to play with taboos, and my master is even more outrageously enlightened.

Seeing Master Wudao and others being retorted by their master, they were speechless.

Lu Lingyou couldn't help but give her master a thumbs up secretly.

Not to mention that human potential is infinite, Master is indeed a master at steering the broken ship of the Qingmiao Sect.

Just this momentum of fighting against all the heroes is unstoppable.

The target of Jun Yijian and others was Lu Lingyou. Even when they were arguing with Wei Chengfeng, they did not forget to focus part of their attention on Lu Lingyou.

Now when I saw that after Wei Chengfeng said those shocking words about opening up the harem, the little girl's eyes lit up.

Jun Yijian and others:...

Wei Xiaohua was her master after all, and he must know his apprentice better than they did.

In order to keep people, he will definitely do whatever he wants.

so......

No, no, no, how old is the little girl?

She really... dares to think!

Jun Yijian and the others were stunned.

They are considering whether to make a more generous promise directly. After making a promise, how many handsome young men can they "rob by force" and "force girls into prostitution" with their ability?

However, Wei Chengfeng took advantage of their dazzling efforts and quickly handed Lu Lingyou into Meng Wuyou's hands.

"Take Xiaoliu and leave quickly."

Meng Wuyou had been waiting outside for a long time, and had just squeezed in several times before he could squeeze in.

I was also 'accidentally' stepped on.

Now there are two huge footprints of different colors printed on the tips of his two shoes.

Meng Wuyou's face was as cold as ice.

At this moment, he finally received his only personal message. Without saying anything, he glared at the leaders and ran away quickly with his apprentice.

"Master, wait a minute, Xiao Huang is still behind..."

The rest of the words disappeared into the ruthless cold wind.

People who are reluctant to leave.

I saw an unforgettable scene.

Master Meng, who was respected and admired by others in the past and was known for his calmness and arrogance, took his disciple and fled crazily in a particularly embarrassed manner.

Behind them, a little chicken with mottled hair, yellow and red, struggled to flap its two tender wings, swung its two short legs, and chased after him crying.

Wei Chengfeng saw that his own disciple was finally 'out of danger'.

The colleague who secretly breathed a sigh of relief raised his eyebrows, put his hands on his hips and sighed again, "You old guys, if you want to talk, if you want to talk, if there is anything else you want to say, just say it. I will have a good chat with you today."

I can't spray you to death.

Li Chengru smacked his lips.

The muscles on Jun Yijian's face trembled.

Master Wudao rolled his eyes.

Several people glanced regretfully in the direction where Lu Lingyou disappeared.

Then he turned around helplessly, and smiled cheekily at Wei Chengfeng.

"Let's just talk. Why is Brother Wei still angry?"

"It's really inappropriate for us brothers to talk privately at this time, why not find a restaurant or restaurant?

It is our honor to have a drink and chat with Brother Wei. "

Yan Wangshan continued to rub his hands, "Hey, hey, hey, don't worry, Brother Wei doesn't want to talk about your disciples, and we understand.

Now that Brother Wei has talked about this, it's not like we can't take a step back for now. We are not the kind of people who force others to make things difficult for us and completely disregard the lives of others for our own selfish interests.

If we don’t talk about Little Friend Lu, let’s talk about the Soul-restoring Purple Pill. "

Wei Chengfeng, who has been labeled as a strongman who does not care about the life and death of others for his own selfish interests:...

These old guys are here to set a trap for me.

Li Chengru saw his face turned dark and quickly interjected, "Brother Wei.

Our seven major sects have always been helping each other, and we are as close as one family. Oh no, Wuji Sect is not here, so they don’t count. Our six major sects have always helped each other. Brother Wei, you don’t know that my uncle’s youngest closed disciple, back then, She is stunningly beautiful. She is about the same age as your Jin Ye. If nothing had happened back then, her current cultivation level would probably not be inferior to your Jin Ye's. "

"To tell you the truth, before our master-uncle disappeared, he once said that that boy was good at practicing and had the potential to ascend."

"But after so many years, I have thought about this method a lot, but I really can't find a magic elixir for him to repair his Dantian."

Li Chengru is excellent in singing and composition, "Brother Wei, the life and death of my little nephew can all depend on your thoughts."

Poaching is less likely and may be a long-term plan.

But it is urgent to get the Purple Pill of Restoration for his disciples and restore their Dantian and cultivation.

"There's me, there's me, and so is my boy..."

"So does my junior uncle."

"And my nephew..."

"Brother Wei, we all depend on you."

Wei Chengfeng:......

While Wei Chengfeng was dragged to the restaurant by several head disciples, Lu Lingyou was also brought back to the inn 'safely' by Meng Wuyou.

It was only a few miles away, but Meng Wuyou returned directly with his sword.

As soon as they came back, they saw Cang Qing's smiling face.

He first gathered around Lu Lingyou and laughed for a long time with his hands on his hips, and then excitedly patted Lu Lingyou on the shoulder.

"Not bad, not bad. I knew you girl could accomplish something. Hahahahaha. Seeing the faces of those two brats Yun Chaohe and Chu Lin, I felt so comfortable."

If he hadn't been too senior to watch in person, he would have really wanted to see it with his own eyes.

But it’s not too regrettable, as the distance of only a few miles is completely within the coverage of his spiritual consciousness.

He watched the whole process remotely from the inn.

It's not a waste of time for him to come all the way to Bafang City.

"Girl like you, you can obviously draw Xuanpin talismans, why are you hiding your clumsiness? Hum, it must be that boy Wei Chengfeng who ordered you, right?"

"This kid, why are you so cowardly? I, a disciple of the Qingmiao Sect, should be famous all over the world. Anyone who dares to try against you must get through me first."

Cang Qing was speaking with enthusiasm, but when he turned around, he saw Meng Wuyou still had a dead face, his smile faltered, and he suddenly became angry. "What are you looking at, what's your expression?

Your apprentice is so good, but you still keep a straight face, brat, you are not the one who makes her hide her stupidity, right? "

Cang Qing became furious when he thought that if Lu Lingyou could draw the Xuanpin Talisman again in front of everyone, his old rival would be even more shocked.

"Anyway, it's all exposed to the public. What's the point of shocking them a little more? Those who are afraid of this and that, look at your potential."

"Uncle, I don't blame the two masters." Lu Lingyou came out to comfort him at the right time.

"I was worried that consuming too much spiritual power would affect the subsequent alchemy competition, so I didn't draw the Xuanpin Talisman. The two masters didn't interfere with me."

Cang Qing blinked, "Ah. Really?"

"Lingyou is still very powerful. Not only is he extremely talented, but he can also take charge of the overall situation and not be carried away by a momentary victory. Not bad."

Jinye and others:......

I really want to remind my uncle to look in the mirror.

He played the word double standard clearly.