In the room, Mu Liu was still meditating on the bed.
In front of Mu Liu, Su Li raised four fingers and said four!
After listening to Su Li's vow, Mu Liu decided to help him.
After all, Su Li swore on Senior Long, how could he not believe it.
It's impossible for Su Li to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors, right?
And even if Su Li didn't swear, Mu Liu would actually help him.
The reason why she came here was to help Su Li avoid being poisoned by Zhen Dexiao.
But what he didn't expect was that before Zhen Dexiao made a move on him, Su Li was thinking of taking action first.
"How do you know that Mrs. Qian is not a human?" Mu Liu asked.
Su Li shook his head: "The smell of seafood is too strong."
"What?"
"What I mean is that the corpse energy on Mrs. Qian's body is too strong. I can see at a glance that the corpse cultivator is not a human being!"
Mu Liu was still a little confused: "But Zhen Dexiao is in the Golden Core realm, and he can't even tell."
Su Li shook his head: "Some things are not more powerful the higher the level."
"Okay, so how do you want me to help you?"
In fact, Mu Liu still had many questions in his mind, such as how he knew that Mrs. Qian would go to Zhen Dexiao's room.
But none of that matters anymore.
I have already promised to help him, so I won't ask again.
"It's very simple."
Su Li lowered his voice subconsciously.
"You and I are both in the Dongfu realm, and Lao Niu is also in the fourth martial arts realm. We are cannon fodder in the Jindan realm's full-strength fight, so we have to hold on until they both lose. I will first...then Brother Mu, you... ....”
...
In the courtyard, Mrs. Qian got dressed up and then wore a thin gauze dress.
The skin under the long skirt is looming, even white and rosy.
But unfortunately, this is just an illusion.
As a corpse cultivator, her body was already in a state of decay.
Thinking of the tall and powerful Niu Brother she had seen during the day, Mrs. Qian's waist couldn't help but twist a few times.
"Da da da......"
Mrs. Qian knocked on the door.
"Enter."
A man's voice came from inside the door.
Is Brother Niu's voice so dull?
But it didn't matter, Mrs. Zhao, who was already extremely empty, opened the door and entered.
The essence and blood of a martial artist can be replenished much more than the essence and blood of an ordinary monk.
It would be nice to think that after I have drained Brother Niu dry, I will drain the other three monks dry too.
It's a pity. The other three monks have thin arms and legs. They look weak at first glance. They are definitely not as brave as Brother Niu.
But when she closed the door and turned around, Mrs. Qian discovered that the person living in the room was not Brother Niu.
"Is there something wrong with Mrs. Qian?"
Zhen Dexiao in the room opened her eyes.
"Actually...actually the slave family is afraid..."
It doesn’t matter if he’s not Brother Niu, so let’s start with this “really small thing” first.
"Fear?"
"yes."
With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Qian twisted her waist and walked step by step to Zhen Dexiao.
When Mrs. Qian knelt on Zhen Dexiao's bedside, her gauzy white shoulders were already exposed.
"Ever since the zombie apocalypse broke out in the city, I have been having trouble sleeping day and night. Today I learned that the Immortal Master was coming, and this stone fell from my heart."
As she spoke, Mrs. Qian's gauze still fell to the ground, and her little hands crawled towards Zhen Dexiao's body.
"I just hope that I can always be by the Immortal Master's side. If the Immortal Master can protect me, I can do whatever the Immortal Master asks me to do..."
The courtyard next door.
In the room, Lao Niu was still holding the notebook given by Su Li and admiring it.
Lao Niu didn't know. The style of painting was obviously so strange. He had never seen it before.
But why is every woman in it so beautiful and astringent?
The more Lao Niu watched, the more he couldn't sleep.
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Su Li looked at Holy Lord Qianling.
The other party is just a phantom.
I heard that Holy Lord Qianling was in retreat, so it was understandable that he saw himself as an apparition.
But even if it was a phantom, a golden script still appeared in the head of Holy Lord Qianling.
[Zhou Qingqing (Golden Script).
The Holy Lord of Qianling Holy Land, who experienced the demon tribulation tens of thousands of years ago, once participated in the battle between humans and demons and resisted the attack of the demon clan.
When he was a child, his parents were killed by a pair of black foxes during a demonic calamity.
Zhou Wuwu is determined to avenge his parents.
After practicing for only three years, Zhou Qingqing, who was under sixteen years old, cut off the world with one finger.
Known as the first genius in 100,000 years, he is one of the three most powerful people in the human race.
After avenging his parents, Zhou Wuqing kept the other party's daughter and did not kill the other party's innocent daughter.
In retribution, the little nine-tailed sky fox gradually grew up and wanted to kill Zhou Qingqing to avenge his parents.
One day, due to various reasons, Zhou Wuqing and the other party fell into the black dragon blood pool and experienced the beauty of nature.
Ten years later, Zhou Qingqing was appointed Holy Master of Qianling Holy Land and led Qianling Holy Land to a new peak.
Zhou Qingqing knew that he had two daughters and that they were saints of the Black Demon Sect.
However, the relationship between the human race and the demon race is extremely tense. As one of the strongest people in the human race, he is also the holy master of the Qianling Holy Land.
Zhou Qingqing couldn't recognize his daughter.
Holy Lord Qianling sighed.
"Now is not the time. Before your master left, he specifically told me not to tell you the matter, so I couldn't.
Maybe one day, when you have strong strength, you can stand by her side. "
"What is this strength?"
"Almost ascension level."
"Excuse me then."
"???"
Now Holy Lord Qianling began to be confused.
From Zhou Wuqing's point of view, it stands to reason.
After saying "Ascension Realm" by himself, as a disciple, shouldn't Su Li be silent for a moment and then make up his mind to reach the Ascension Realm and stand beside his master?
Why do I feel that the other person is different...
"Ahem, cough, let's not talk about this for now."
In order to avoid embarrassment, Holy Lord Qianling changed the subject.
"Actually, I have one more thing that I want to discuss with you, little brother Su Li."
"Holy Lord, please speak."
"That's about your junior sister, Yin Ling."
Holy Lord Qianling spoke slowly.
"If you don't mind, I want Cashier Ling to inherit my mantle as my first disciple and my last disciple."
Listening to the words of Holy Lord Qianling, Su Li also sighed in his heart.
Sure enough, what was supposed to come came after all...
Seeing Su Li's silence, Holy Lord Qianling continued:
"You may not know, little brother Su, that the immortal method I practice is obtained in a secret realm, called "Nine Heavens Heart Method".
"Nine Heavens Heart Method" is extremely overbearing, that is, I can only practice it if I have a special physique.
And it is even more difficult to find someone with the same physique as me.
But little sister Yin Ling has the domineering bloodline of the dragon clan, and the innate refinement of the human bloodline, and she is extremely talented. She is the best candidate to practice the "Nine Heavens Heart Method".
Therefore, I have the intention of accepting a disciple, and want little sister Yin Ling to transfer to my Holy Lord Peak.
