From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 188 I Allow You to Call Me Grandma
"Shh!"

Jiang Zirou's figure was like a ghost, and she appeared outside the door in an instant.

Under the pale moonlight, the wind was blowing, but it couldn't blow away the fog that shrouded the city.

The figure seemed to be shocked.

Quickly retreating, as if riding the wind to go home, he was about to disappear from Jiang Zirou's sight in the blink of an eye, and his figure was obscured by the surging mist.

"Where to go..."

Jiang Zirou snorted coldly.

Waved.

"Bang!!!!"

The surging vitality pierced out like a dragon, soaring into the sky, piercing into the fog in front of him.

The figure outside the window struggled violently.

But there was nothing he could do, he was firmly locked by the immortal vitality, and pulled towards Jiang Zirou.

"laugh!"

In mid-air, streaks of blue smoke ignited from the figure.

Before it could land in front of Jiang Zirou, this figure was burning like a ghostly fire.

When it falls to the ground.

It has turned into a fine puddle of fly ash.

"Come on... I didn't expect to meet a real paper man here..."

Look at the ashes under your feet.

Jiang Zirou smiled, without much surprise in his expression.

The main reason is that this kind of thing...has happened many times in the past, and she seems to be a little surprised.

and…

The strange thing is that the master behind this paper man has no malicious intentions.

"Could it be that I met the legendary idiot..." Xieyan jumped out of the Qiankun cauldron.

Landing on the ground, the fleshy body bounced twice, making the sound of "duang" and "duang".

It widened its eyes.

Carefully looked at the dust for a long time.

But I didn't see what happened... I just shook my head and said:
"Master, although you are ridiculously strong now, you are still a big cucumber... Ah no, you are a big girl with yellow flowers, you have to guard against such things!"

You must have done it on purpose...

Jiang Zirou stomped Xieyan on the ground with a "bang".

Standing on tiptoe, ravaging left and right.

Before Xieyan screamed, he knocked the Qiankun cauldron upside down on the ground.

Take it away and seal it.

All in one go.

After getting rid of the evil eye, Jiang Zirou searched left and right on the ground.

Sure enough, in the corner under the window sill, a piece of blood-colored precious jade was lying there quietly.

Ripples shimmering in the moonlight.

Jiang Zirou bent down and picked up the blood-colored jade in his hand. The jade was shaped like a goose egg and felt warm to the touch.

No need to think about it.

This kind of treasure is very helpful for practice.

Wearing and playing for a long time can not only improve your cultivation, but also heal the hidden wounds left on your body.

It doesn't do much for her though.

But for saints with lower cultivation bases, it is also quite a precious treasure.

Even if this kind of thing is placed in the Catacombs, it can at least have the quality of a mysterious rank...

Who the hell is still here.

And what's even more strange... In the past three months, Jiang Zirou actually picked up this kind of treasure seven or eight times.

Could it be that someone wants to keep me...

Jiang Zirou frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

No matter what, tonight, even if she went through the whole Angu Mountain City, she still had to figure out this matter.

Think so.

Jiang Zirou's skirt fluttered, and in an instant, she had disappeared into the courtyard.

……

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more sinful she is..."

In a narrow and dark alleyway.

A man and a woman, two tall and thin figures wearing wide-brimmed straw hats hurried past.

These two people found Monk Kuchan and Xu Ying in the yard this evening.

Monk Kuchan said as he walked:

"Today Master Guo is coming to this mountain city of Angu. He is a rare master in my Pastoral Sect. If you tell him the news about the girl, I will definitely reward you... If you don't know, I will give you a reward." I can get a piece of the action."

As he said that, Monk Kuchan let out a lewd laugh of "hehehe".

Xu Ying followed Monk Kuchan.

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this matter.

These girls fell into the teaching of the dead, not only to eat and drink, but also to eliminate their sins.

Waiting for the next life...

I will definitely be able to reincarnate to a good person's family.

The Canglang tribe in the north of the Angu Mountains is becoming more and more tyrannical. These days, the city of Angu Mountain is full of wind and rain.

Flee to escape, die to die.

Add to this the plague and an increasingly brutal melee between gangs.

To survive, to eat, to lie in bed, to think about nothing, to do nothing.

Can also accumulate blessings... Xu Ying is envious from the bottom of her heart.

She lowered her head, thinking in a mess.

When passing a deep and narrow alley.

suddenly.

"Bang!" A sound.

A thick arm stretched out from the narrow alley.

Big palm-like hands with all five fingers spread out.

He grabbed Monk Kuchan's head violently.

Monk Kuchan was shocked and couldn't make a sound. He kept waving his hands and slapped the thick arm.

It's just that the strength of the two is obviously not on the same level.

Monk Kuchan slapped for a while, but his thick arm remained motionless.

"Shh!"

The arms contracted violently, like a poisonous snake catching its prey.

The figure of Monk Kuchan also disappeared into the deep alley.

Not long after, a dull cry of pain came from within.

Xu Ying lowered her head and saw twisted blood slowly flowing out of the alley like a snake.

Her face suddenly turned pale.

She ran forward in a hurry, but Xu Ying was just an ordinary woman.

At this moment, he was careless and fell to the ground without taking a few steps.

A tall shadow came from the alley.

Su He lowered his head and wore a hood. His broad figure was shrouded in the moonlight, and his whole body was covered with a layer of silver.

"No...don't kill me..."

Xu Ying cried and kicked her legs indiscriminately, "I'm Xu Ying, I hugged you when I was young..."

"pity…"

Su He shook his head lightly, and stretched out a big hand.

"Crack" sound.

The woman's pupils dilated, and her body limply collapsed on the ground, slowly losing her breath.

Put the body into the narrow alley.

Su He shook his head lightly, and sighed: "If you don't die, then it will be me and my sister who will die."

Say it.

Su He turned around and looked around.

Seeing that there was no one walking around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His figure flashed.

Disappeared here like a ghost.

The shadow slowly distorted, and after a while, Jiang Zirou's figure appeared here.

The girl's face was a little strange.

She originally planned to go out to find out who the person behind the scenes was, but she didn't expect to see such a good show when she passed by here.

"This person is decisive and ruthless in his actions. If he doesn't die young, he will definitely be successful in the future."

Regarding Su He's actions.

Jiang Zirou neither supported nor opposed it.

just feel...

In this troubled world, the most worthless thing is human life.

……

In the eyes of ordinary people.

Even in the eyes of monks in the realm of the Great Saint.

In most cases, the natural vitality scattered in the world is almost invisible at low concentrations.

Except for some very special cases.

There is no difference between these vitality, it is difficult to distinguish accurately.

But for Jiang Zirou... that's not the case.

She opened her double pupils, and saw the fog-like vitality flowing slowly in the city.

The vitality converges into a river.

The river rolled into a whirlpool, and the whirlpool was big and small.

And where the vortex is located, there are martial arts practitioners who are staying up all night practicing hard.

Besides.

The nature of the vitality that is brought into one's body is different according to the cultivation method or one's own talent.

Eyes across the river.

Carefully search for the tiny traces left in it.

After a while.

Jiang Zirou's figure dissipated like smoke in this ancient mountain city.

……

under the moonlight.

A light and ghostly figure slowly appeared in a manor outside the mountain city.

It was Jiang Zirou who followed the trail all the way.

The area of ​​the manor is not large, there is only a three-story bamboo building.

The bamboo building was pitch black, and there was a bright red lantern hanging at the door, emitting a strange light.

Jiang Zirou's heart shuddered.

Knowing that this place is probably the hermit's place of the mysterious person.

It's just that she is now a monk in the realm of the Great Saint, which is unprecedented in the history of the human race in the old and new worlds.

He didn't deliberately hide his figure.

He didn't deliberately hide his aura.

Jiang Zirou just slowly came to this bamboo building like a girl who went out for an outing.

There are only a few simple decorations in the bamboo building.

The red light of the lantern outside the door slowly spilled into the living room, where there was a small wooden table.

A delicate celadon teapot stands on a wooden table.

Two teacups made of jade.

In the teacup, curling smoke drifts slowly under the moonlight.

The bamboo shadows are mottled, and the moonlight is elegant, just like a dream.

A thin figure leaned gently against the window, dressed in red, with long hair like clouds.

Her whole body seems to be made of shadows, with only a little bit of flesh to show her gender.

A little substance contains light.

But like smoke trees in the wilderness and orchids in the empty valley, there is a sense of beauty beyond the dust.

He heard footsteps behind him.

The woman in red turned around slowly, she didn't look very old.

It's just that he looks about [-] years old, which is almost the same as Jiang Zirou, but there is something wrong with Jiang Zirou's eyes.

"You are the princess of Daxia..." She took the initiative to speak, and before Jiang Zirou could reply, she said softly, "You should call me grandma."

(End of this chapter)