Chapter 225 Wrap my quilt tightly

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She never dared to express the devastation in her heart.

As the saying goes, don't argue with a fool, the same is true when facing Shenjing Bing.

Unable to fight and defend, Zhao Yisu could only choose to follow his words and continue to deal with him, and then look for opportunities to escape. But as soon as the thoughts came out in her heart, they came out again in her body. Her mouth didn't listen to her at all, and she stammered when she opened her mouth: "I, I, I, I..."

Zuoqiu stared at her expressionlessly: "Why are you shaking? Are you cold?"

Zhao Yisu: "..." I'm so scared! Afraid, you know? Oh, you don’t understand. What do you have to be afraid of, a seventh-grade kid like me? You’re just going to bully a fifth-grade novice like me! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Don't blame Zhao Yisu for being too timid. Imagine that a certain boss who has left a deep psychological shadow on you suddenly appears in front of you silently in the middle of the night when you are at your weakest and in urgent need of healing, and questions you in an angry and threatening tone. Can you not be afraid?

Isn't it clear that he wants to take advantage of her illness and kill her!

Seventh-grade, he is seventh-grade. At such a close distance, the opponent could crush her to death even before Windwalker's light was on. Even if Jiang Yunchen's Life Lock came to save him, he was only fifth-grade now and could survive in a duel. Seventh grade? Free of charge!

But how could Zuoqiu understand her thoughts?

Old Man Zuo is a fool. He is obsessed with two things: one is drawing talismans, and the other is betting.

The composition of other people's lives is: family sect, ideals and aspirations, past and future; the composition of Zuoqiu's life is: drawing symbols, drawing symbols, drawing symbols, bets, bets, bets, repeated endlessly without prioritization.

And these two things were completely affected by Zhao Yisu, a little female cultivator! Zuoqiu's proud worldview had been trampled to pieces, and he had finally reshaped it with great difficulty. He just wanted to feel happy and passed on his ability to draw talismans to this female cultivator, but she didn't appreciate it!

As for why people didn't appreciate it, Zuoqiu didn't bother to think about it. His brain can hold so many talismans, and any more would be too much trouble. There was no news from Zhao Yisu in the past five years. He could only pass the time by betting on the Tianxing Arena while drawing talismans. But he always won the bets, which was a bit boring.

At this time, Zhao Yisu happened to appear, almost dozing off and giving her a pillow. Can Zuoqiu let her leave well?

There were too many people during the day, so he didn't act rashly. He waited until Zhao Yisu was alone before showing up, little did he know that he would only scare people half to death.

He suppressed his temper and even thought he was very considerate and said: "If you are cold, just cover yourself with a quilt and talk to me."

Zhao Yisu: "..." I wrapped the little quilt tightly around me, not daring to move, not daring to move.

Zuo Qiu saw her huddled under the quilt with only her head exposed, and looked down upon her - where was her aura when she was killing everyone in Qixing Pavilion? Is it possible that I still make mistakes sometimes? No, it's impossible. She can draw so many wonderful third-level talismans. There's no way he could pick the wrong person.

Thinking of those third-grade talismans, Zuoqiu was furious again: "I asked you why you didn't come to me, why didn't you answer!"

Zhao Yisu: "..." Help, help, help, this person is angry and angry again at the same time. I really can't afford to offend him!

"Pa!" Zuoqiu slapped the table: "Speak!" Do you want to stifle his impatience to death?

The slap was so firm that everyone in the room at the front, back, left and right woke up.

Wang Polu's loud voice immediately burst out: "What's going on?!" The man had already rushed to the door of the room.

However, before he even stepped in, Zuoqiu slapped him out.

"Bang!" Wang Polu's thick body directly hit Pang Caiwen who was following behind him, crushing poor Pang Caiwen until his eyes nearly popped out.

Over there, Chun Xia Dai Tao and others also came over. The magic weapons in their hands were all bright, and they planned to enter the house and fight.

Seeing Zuoqiu raising his hand again, Zhao Yisu hurriedly said: "Don't hurt them!"

"Annoying!" Zuoqiu lost his patience and picked up Zhao Yisu instead: "Follow me."

Zhao Yisu didn't even have the strength to resist. He was carried like a pendant by Zuoqiu, and he turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

Chun Xia froze on the spot, and only half a second later shouted: "Hurry! Chase!"

Guo Bannong reacted faster and had already flown out. However, even if his spiritual power was fully activated and the soles of his feet were stepped on and smoke erupted, he could not catch up with the residual image of the seventh-grade boss.

"Lost." Guo Bannong's eyes were serious. Before he could be frustrated, he turned around and flew towards the Tianxing Alliance's stronghold: "I'm going to find reinforcements."

Chunxia said: "Then we will go outside the city separately to see if there are any clues...Pang Cai asked, what's wrong with you?"

Pang Caiwen covered his sternum, which was almost crushed by Wang Polu, and said with difficulty: "No, it's okay. I'll go to the north of the city."

Wang Polu: "Then I'll go to the south of the city."

They went to the east of the city on behalf of Tao, and to the west of the city in spring and summer. Everyone dispersed into the night as fast as possible, rushing to find traces of Zhao Yisu.

At this time, Zhao Yisu didn't know where he was at all. He only knew that this place was a monk's cave... No, let's call it a cave dwelling. It was not as good as the "cold cave" in the bitter novels...

The outside of Yanyun Continent is mostly loess, and this hole was dug on a low loess mountain. It was no better than a hole dug by a dog. There was nothing inside. The two of them came in and sat on the floor. There was a fire in front of them, and they were like cavemen.

Zhao Yisu was not as nervous now, at least she knew that the other party had no intention of killing her for the time being.

"It's quiet now." Zuoqiu nodded with satisfaction and asked her, "Why don't you come to me?"

Zhao Yisu: "..." This is the question again!

"Uh, what were you talking about just now..." Zhao Yisu spoke very slowly, trying to delay time. After all, the more breath she took now, the more spiritual power in her body would recover.

"Oh, you said that if I understand the bamboo slips you gave me, I would go to you, right?"

Zuoqiu raised his eyebrows, looking a little impatient, but still said "hmm".

Zhao Yisu said with great sincerity: "That bamboo slip of yours... I haven't understood it yet." In fact, she didn't even look at it. She just glanced at it curiously when she received it, and then threw it into the corner of the storage bag. It ate ashes.

"Fart!" Zuoqiu raised his hand and found that there was no table for him to pat, so he patted the wall instead. The dust that rose up from the wall made Zhao Yisu "pop" twice, adding a bit of inappropriate humor to the atmosphere.

"If you don't understand, how can you draw the Fire Net, Sonic, Dark Rain, and Dark Arrow single sniper talisman?" He said the names of all the talismans at once, as if rapping.

Zhao Yisu: "Uh...does this have something to do with that bamboo slip? I'm really too busy. You know the Fuxi Mountain Gate Sect. I have heavy coursework and don't have much time to study in detail..." Her original intention was to bring in private goods. If you want to hint to the other side that you have Fuxi Mountain at your back, you have to look at your master's door if you mess with me, right?

But these words directly stepped on Zuoqiu's point of view. He was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Why doesn't it matter?!"

Zhao Yisu was so frightened that he trembled on the spot and hit his head on the wall of the cave, directly suffocating the back of his head.