The peasant girl in the apocalypse of natural disaster has space

Facing the doubts of her family, Song Jinyue fell into silence.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Song and others were a little worried.

"Yue Yatou, you are talking!"

Mrs. Song looked anxious. She was worried that Song Jinyue had met someone with ulterior motives and was deceived.

Song Haishan thought for a while, and he looked steadily at his daughter, who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Jinyue, what are you hiding from us anymore?"

If Jin Yue had this ability, then what happened in the cave might not be some civet cat fairy, maybe?
"Jinyue, tell the truth to dad. Did you rely on some great immortal to defeat Han Potian and others? Did you get those food from you?"

He recalled everything. The family's journey was indeed so smooth, and now everything was finally explained.

Since the raccoon cat fairy is so powerful, how can it lack those worthless straw sandals? Moreover, every time the great fairy appears except for Jinyue, they are not present. If you think about it carefully, this fact is really unusual.

He was the one who saved the cat. Why did the cat follow Jin Yue all the time?

Song Haishan was also worried about scaring Song Jinyue, so he spoke very softly when he said all this.

After hearing about the Song family's adventures, Huang Chuchu was shocked for a long time. He never expected that the Song family would have so many adventures along the way.

Song Hailong didn't speak. He already had questions about everything Song Haishan just said, but he just couldn't speak.

It's a good thing that this girl Jinyue has a bright mind, but after all, her age is there, and if she doesn't tell her about this, everyone will not feel at ease.

Song Jinyue saw that the whole family was looking at her, and Huang Chuchu already seemed to want to avoid them.

"Actually, there is one thing I haven't told you all." After hesitating for a long time, Song Jinyue finally spoke slowly.

"Before the flood came, I met an old man while digging vegetables. He said that I had excellent qualifications and insisted on accepting me as his apprentice, so I became his teacher and learned some skills from him."

"Well, if this happened, why didn't you tell us before?"

Mrs. Song was not relieved. On the contrary, she was even more worried.

"Where is your master now?"

"Grandma, my master has a bad temper. Although he accepted me as his disciple, he didn't tell me about him. After the flood receded, I couldn't find him."

Seeing that she could easily frighten her family, Song Jinyue felt less nervous and said, "That civet cat is my master's pet, and it's not a great immortal. Those things that my master ate were given to us when he saw that we were in dire straits."

"And those straw sandals and straw rings. He actually took them because he was worried that we would become dependent on him."

After hearing what Song Jinyue said, Mrs. Song was stunned. Some of her previous doubts finally disappeared at this moment.

Mrs. Song: "What about my bracelet?"

Song Jinyue: "Master helped me modify it?"

Mrs. Song: "Those iron nails?"

Song Jinyue: "Master gave it to me before he left."

Song Haitao: "Is that the person on the tree?"

Song Jinyue: "Yes, it's my master. He said that the demonized tree can be used to make magic weapons, but he hated the smell of the tree, so he hired everyone."

The Song family surrounded Song Jinyue, asking questions one by one. In the end, Song Jinyue blamed her master for everything.

Song Haitao looked envious. His niece had a good life and could be taught by a master. This had been his dream since childhood!
"Hey, hey, little niece, please accept my bow."

"Third child, please be more serious!" Mrs. Song's face was still tense. She looked at Song Jinyue carefully again, feeling mixed in her heart. This child was worthy of being honored by a master.

But even after hearing Song Jinyue say how kind her master was to her, she still felt uneasy.

"Oh, mother, what are you so worried about? If they wanted to do anything to us, they would have done it long ago."

Song Haitao didn't take it seriously. He suddenly bowed to Song Jinyue, "Little niece, if you have a chance, ask your master if you can teach me a little bit of what you have learned?"

He didn't dare to seek advice from an expert, but occasionally he could learn some life-saving techniques from his little niece!
"Of course you can!"

Song Jinyue said in her heart that Zhengchou had no reason to take them on the road, so it would be easier for him to propose it himself.

However, even though she has a master's level of cultivation, she still doesn't dare to try the first level of Dharma protection.

When a newcomer truly senses the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, he does not know how to absorb and use it, so he needs the guardian to guide him to practice step by step.

At this moment, there should be no interference around. If there are any slight changes, the newcomer will be in danger of going crazy.

The protectors also suffered heavy losses, so a mysterious cultivator needs at least two people with a master level or above to protect the law.

Of course, you can also find a secluded place and sense it by yourself for a period of time every day. Over time, you may be successful, but it takes a long time that most people can't afford, and it is also too dangerous, so basically no one is willing to try it.

This was an unlikely and dangerous matter, so Song Jinyue certainly couldn't let her family get involved.

Xuan Xiu's matter will have to wait. If her move succeeds, the Song family will be able to leap over the dragon gate from now on, and no one in the entire Yueying Kingdom will dare to take advantage of it.

But after Su Wentian left the Song family, Shen Cui supported him all the way. Su Wentian coughed up blood all the way, and the two finally stopped at the inn where they stayed.

After paying for the hotel's accommodation, the two entered an upper room.

Shen Cui helped Su Wentian to the bed. Su Wentian took a few pills to regulate breathing and internal injuries, and then sat on the bed to regulate his breathing.

"Wow!"

A moment later, Su Wentian vomited out another large mouthful of blood. He fell on the bed with a look of reluctance. Song Jinyue's move had injured his internal organs, and now it would be difficult for him to heal it by himself.

"Damn it!"

Su Wentian's eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness, "I will definitely cut them into pieces."

He had never suffered such a serious injury. At this moment, he wanted to chop all the Song family members into pieces, and then eat them bite by bite to satisfy his hatred.

"Brother Tian, ​​are you okay!"

Shen Cui poured a pot of freshly brewed tea and brought it over, with distress in her eyes, "You've lost a lot of blood, drink some water first!"

She thought she was sincere and could please Su Wentian.

Unexpectedly, when Su Wentian heard her voice, his heart became even more angry.

"Snapped!"

"what!"

Following the crisp slap, Shen Cui screamed in pain, staggered, and was slapped to the ground. Clear slap marks appeared on her white cheeks.

"Bitch!"

Su Wentian gritted his teeth and cursed, his eyes were extremely ferocious, "Why didn't you tell me that there is a master-level mystic cultivator in the Song family, otherwise why would I be in such a mess?"

Shen Cui looked aggrieved. She didn't expect Su Wentian to beat her because of this. She explained with red eyes, "Brother Tian, ​​I don't know the details of Song Jinyue either."