Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 338 The Spirit Dove Appears (1)
With a loud "bang", the iron leaf shield trembled and then disappeared.

The middle-aged man came to his senses, rushed over and punched the tiger-headed boy, teaching him a lesson: "Have you forgotten the miserable situation when you first practiced holy martial arts? If it wasn't for his timely response, just this slap of yours wouldn't slap his bones." Broken!"

"Aw!" The thick-headed kid was kicked a meter away by this fist, rolled on the ground, and stood up grinning, "Isn't he a holy guard? I learned it after watching it once. I thought he was very powerful." Well! I didn't do it on purpose, are you sorry?" The last apology was to Song Xueyi.

Song Xueyi shook his head to express his indifference.

The boy with a thick head and a thick head immediately regained his vitality, and surrounded Song Xueyi with a group of friends.

"Did you do it? Even Bai Ling'er took two days to get it right! But she can't make you feel like this!"

"Yes, yes, you are so powerful, why are you still so weak?"

"What happened to the thing that popped up just now? Is it the ability given to you by the gods?"

Bai Ling'er was also in the crowd, looking at Song Xueyi with complicated gazes, admiration and hostility, she said loudly: "I will definitely be stronger than you when I grow up, and then I will become the most important saint of the saintess." guard!"

Facing such a provocation, Song Xueyi raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not accept the challenge.

What he wants to do is not Jiu'er's holy guard.

"Okay, stop messing around." The middle-aged man helped Song Xueyi get rid of the group of brats again, and said to Song Xueyi: "It is inevitable that the first time you practice holy martial arts will be too exhausting, you should go back with Yao Lao to have a bubble bath first." Medicinal bath, after that, come and practice every morning.”

"Why can he leave! The black-faced uncle is biased!" The children were not happy.

The middle-aged man shouted speechlessly: "If anyone of you has the ability like him, you can master the holy martial arts in one go. I don't care how you play!"

The children fell silent for a moment, but they looked at Song Xueyi with envy and resentment in their eyes.

Facing such hostility from the children for the first time, Song Xueyi also found it a bit fresh and funny.

It's a pity that Jiu'er is not here, otherwise she should make a joke of herself.Song Xueyi was thinking in her heart, and her thoughts fell on Lingjiu again.

Time goes by day by day, and it always passes for a long time inadvertently.

In the courtyard of old man Baiyao, from time to time there would always be an old man's mid-life and numb roar.

"Why did you learn it once!"

"Why did you memorize hundreds of medicinal materials so quickly!"

"Ahh! What on earth are you made of? Why do you make better medicine than me!"

In the playground where Shengwu is practiced every morning, there will always be such exclamations.

"Your body recovered so quickly? Have you been able to lift the first trial stone?"

"Is it really good to learn the second set of holy martial arts so quickly?"

"How did you learn it after just watching it once again!"

"The third set... I know, I know, I'll call, I'll show you!"

The shock brought by Song Xueyi made everyone from shocked to numb to take it for granted. Everyone looked at him differently, and because of his existence, the children in the clan worked hard to train themselves .

Children are sometimes so stubborn and stubborn. In their view, they are all candidates who may become holy guards in the future. Now a quasi-sacred guard is so outstanding in front of them, so that they have the feeling that if they don't work hard, they will Feeling inadequate.

More importantly, they felt that they were ashamed. They clearly practiced Shengwu many years earlier than Song Xueyi. Why did the other party practice faster and better than them in a short period of time! ?The hateful thing is that he is not only good at practicing holy martial arts, but also good at medicine, which they know nothing about!
In a life full of competition, half a year has passed without knowing it.

This day, Song Xueyi had just finished practicing early, she simply wiped her body, changed into clean clothes, and was going to visit the Misty Land, when she saw a golden glow suddenly burst out in the direction of the Misty Land.

"Chirp!" A voice resembling a phoenix's cry sounded, spreading far and far away, allowing the entire group and the mountains and distant places to hear it.

Song Xue's clothes were not fastened yet, her gaze stayed on the golden light, she seemed to be stunned.Immediately afterwards, his calm eyes shone brightly, like the sun shining on the snow in an instant, reflecting the dazzling light.

The joy that came from his heart made him calmly disappear without a trace, like a kid who forgot to fasten the belt of his skirt in a hurry and rushed to the foggy land.

Among the golden rays of light, crimson is also flickering. From a distance, one will find that the golden glow is like a golden phoenix and fire phoenix, flying into the sky.

When Song Xueyi came out of the yard, she saw people kneeling on the ground outside, their faces were filled with excitement, excitement and the most pious belief.

Two strong men carried the wheelchair that Baili Yaoji was sitting on, and rushed towards the foggy land as fast as they could.

In some respects, Song Xueyi is still a bit immature. When he thinks that Lingjiu may be out of the customs, out of a certain possessive desire, he hopes that he will be the first person he sees when the other party comes out, and he also hopes that he will be the first one to see him. The person who greeted her was himself.

Baili Yaoji was sitting in a wheelchair, watching Song Xueyi's figure leaping past her, and the corner of her sensitive mouth twitched slightly as she glanced over.

"It's worthy of being a holy guard! I really care about the holy lady!" A middle-aged man who was carrying Baili Yaoji sighed: "We can't lose too much to the holy guard, hurry up."

"You're right! Our hearts to the Holy Maiden are also true!" The young man who didn't realize that there was a problem with his words ran even harder.

Fortunately, no matter how fast they ran, they would not bump into Baili Yaoji who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Baili Yaoji already understood the relationship between Song Xueyi and Lingjiu, as well as his thoughts on Lingjiu, so naturally he didn't feel that Song Xueyi's eagerness was only due to his faith.When she heard the words of the two middle-aged men beside her, she was silent, she moved her lips and didn't know how to explain it.

Forget it, let them think so.

Apart from them along the way, old man Baiyao and a group of children were also rushing this way.The people who were kneeling on the ground at the beginning also stood up, shouted excitedly, and ran towards this side together.

When the golden-red light lit up, they didn't know that a sea of ​​fire was burning again in a certain valley in the exiled land.

"Is this the one?" There were two people standing in front of Huohai. They were both wearing black clothes. From their figures, it could be seen that they were a man and a woman.

It was a man who spoke, and he was completely wrapped in a black cloak.The woman standing next to him, her face was not covered by the hood, her facial features were sharp and cold, without a trace of expression, the first time people saw her, she felt like a knife hidden in the dark, cold and cold And sharp.

(End of this chapter)