My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 180 Mist Demon
At this time, it was approaching evening, the sky was getting dark, and there were far fewer pedestrians on the street than before.

A lot of them are in a hurry, rushing home or something.

But follow Ling Yun a few steps forward.

The thick white fog suddenly rose, making everything around it hazy and indistinct.

Pedestrians suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding buildings were also blurred.

He only looked forward with pure eyesight, and the farthest his eyes could reach was only five meters away.

Basically, nothing to see.

Ling Yun looked around, a look of panic flashed across his face, and his forward steps subconsciously stopped.

And Xiaoniao clicked her tongue lightly, and turned her attention to Qiu Qiong behind her.

Depending on the situation, this is for the sake of the poor!

But Qiu Qiong came to her in a few steps, with a long sword out of the sheath in her hand, with a serious look on her face.

"This fog, what's going on?"

The bird was stunned for a moment.

Qiu Qiong was already staring at it, her eyes gradually becoming dangerous.

"is that you?!"

After the words fell, the long sword was lifted up and stabbed straight at the top of Ling Yun's head.

Startled, Ling Yun hurriedly protected the bird above his head and took a few steps away.

said nervously.

"No, not it!"

Qiu Qiong pierced the air with her long sword, pursed her lips and said.

"My lord, there is only one monster here, who else is it?"

Hearing this, Xiaoniao finally came to his senses.

Tilting his head, he became more interested in the girl in front of him.

It can perceive the demon power contained in the surrounding fog.

But it was obviously not from the girl in front of me.

Well, with all this in front of it, there are two possibilities.

One, it really misunderstood this girl named Qiu Qiong. She had no purpose in getting close to Ling Yun, but only hated the demon.

Two, the person behind this girl is related to or is a demon, so that the demon can be dispatched to play with her.

The former is okay, but for the latter, things seem to be a little messed up.

The little bird couldn't help but get serious.

Looking at the killing intent in Qiu Qiong's eyes, she said in a calm tone.

"Little girl, I don't have that much strength to summon a monster mist of this level."

"If you don't want to die, you'd better focus on your surroundings, so as not to be attacked by monsters hidden in the monster fog!"

"Of course, if you see me and kill you, then there's nothing you can do..."

The little bird smiled slightly.

"I don't mind helping you collect the corpse!"

After the words fell, Ling Yun stretched out his hand and took the bird on his head into his hand.

One hand is dragging, and the other hand is blocking the front for protection.

"Girl...not it."

Looking at the persistent Ling Yun, Qiu Qiong's eyes flickered for a while.

Turn around, staring in other directions.

With this attitude, he gave up on continuing to target the bird.

Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, touched the bird's head in his hand, and smiled unconsciously.

But suddenly, a wind sounded from behind.

A cloud of white mist quickly rushed towards Ling Yun's back.

"Qingyue!"

"Be careful, son!"

The first sound was the bird's soft drink, and the latter sound was Qiu Qiong's reminder.

The long black sword appeared out of nowhere, and Ling Yun subconsciously raised his right hand to catch it.

Turning around, he slashed out with a sword.

The sword light was sharp and rushed into the white mist.

In the next second, an obvious scream emerged in the fog, and a blood sprayed down.

Qiu Qiong's sword was a step slower, but it still arrived.

But this time, Jian Guang pierced into the white mist, but there was no reaction.

Just as the little bird was about to say something, he felt a viscous force falling on his body, sweeping it, trying to pull him out of Ling Yun's palm.

The little bird looked serious.

While mobilizing his soul power to resist this force, he focused part of his attention on Qiu Qiong.

Qiu Qiong looked serious, looking ahead vigilantly.

No attention was paid to it at all.

Could it be that... it really thinks too much?This little girl is actually a good one?

The recent situation at this time did not give it a chance to think about these things.

The little bird was distracted for a moment, then stretched out its wings and rested on Ling Yun's fingertips.

"Little Yunzi, listen to me."

Ling Yun nodded blankly.

Then, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he raised the long sword in his hand.

Hearing the sound of a sword, suddenly many fine sword shadows appeared around Ling Yun's body.

He revolved around him continuously, forming a shield composed of swords and shadows.

This shield still protects all sides.

In almost a second, Xiaoniao felt the pulling force on his body disappear.

It tilted its head and gave Ling Yun a hint.

Then, he turned his attention back to Qiu Qiong.

Qiu Qiong noticed Ling Yun's move and looked a little astonished.

He looked at Qing Yue who was held in Ling Yun's hand, and then at the sword in his own hand.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but tighten.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of determination.

This performance fully portrays the image of a young girl who pursues the way of swordsmanship.

The little bird couldn't help being a little moved.

In the next second, Ling Yun rushed out with a movement.

Because the speed was too fast, there was a sound of hunting wind, and the little bird became unsteady and fell into Ling Yun's left hand.

Immediately, he couldn't think about anything else.

Hold Ling Yun's fingers tightly with two small wings, and lower your body to avoid being blown away directly.

Holding the sword in one hand, Ling Yun slashed somewhere.

Then an unknown monster with white mist all over his body appeared.

After a shrill scream, it turned into nothingness in the sword light.

Only blood was scattered all over the place.

The gap in realm strength can be seen.

The vast white mist around him began to dissipate, and Ling Yun also recovered from the scene just now.

He blinked, looking at the blood on the ground and his right hand.

Surprised, he let go of the sword in his hand.

With a soft cry of the black long sword, it gradually disappeared.

Xiaoniao breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted her posture, and stood in Lingyun's left hand.

Only then did he have the energy to pay attention to Ling Yun's condition.

After seeing his dazed and frightened expression, he hurriedly raised his wings and patted his fingers.

"It's okay, it's okay, a little demon who doesn't know what to do, if he dies, he will die!"

Ling Yun's face was a little pale, and he subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid the blood on the ground.

However, the bloodstain, together with the white mist that continued to dissipate around, gradually disappeared.

Pedestrians reappeared on the street, walking in a hurry, as if nothing happened just now.

Qiu Qiong stepped forward with a serious look.

"Son..."

Ling Yun looked back.

Seeing Qiu Qiong gritted her teeth, clasped her fists and said.

"My lord, I misunderstood your demon pet, I'm sorry!"

Ling Yun quickly waved his hands, feeling embarrassed.

"No, it's fine."

Having said that, he did bring the little bird closer to him in his hand.

But Qiu Qiong took a step closer and said seriously.

"Young master's swordsmanship is extraordinary. I was lucky enough to see it just now, and I admire it."

"I wonder if my lord can... teach me how to use a sword?"

She pursed her lips.

"If you don't want to give me the name of master and apprentice, please also ask me to follow me!"

Qiu Qiong clasped her fists and bowed.

"Willing to be sent by the son!"

(End of this chapter)