Chapter 191 Encounter

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

"Alas! The only thing I haven't experienced in my life is this. There is nothing I can do for you in this regard. It's up to you. He raised his head and looked at the emotional Jiyang, and the soul sighed softly and said nothing more.

At this time, Jiyang just reached out and gently held the small bottles in his hand, gently touching them one by one, as if he were facing his lover, gentle and quiet.

Those small wooden bottles are more or less engraved with a few crooked modern simplified Chinese characters. If they are connected, it is a complete sentence such as "life and forever together".

These bottles were made by Jiyang himself, and the crooked line of words on them were carved by her sitting next to him with great care. Recalling the gentle appearance of Jiyang, who was half lying in her arms, was sad again.

He exhaled a deep breath of turbidity. Jiyang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, opened several small bottles, poured out all the seasonings used for barbecue, then pulled a white cloth from his body, finely wiped all the bottles clean, and then took out a dark needle with his backhand. He began to carve on the bottle. His eyes gathered, his face was expressionless, and the carving was extremely serious. It seemed that there was nothing else to distract him except what he wanted to finish at this time.

The soul old man looked at Jiyang with a concentrated face, and his little face was also full of helplessness. He really had no way to try to understand the young man's persistence and the emotions he had never experienced before.

In this way, this old man can only pay attention to the surrounding situation for Jiyang when he is carving.

"Wow--!" With a slightly happy look, he took back the soul-grabbing needle magic weapon. Jiyang took a look at his work, nodded, and then solemnly packed it in a jade box to completely retrieve it in the storage bag.

"Soul Lao, the Ice Palace is in the Tianxue Kingdom, isn't it?" Suddenly, Jiyang lowered his head and whispered to the little man on the ancient jade.

"Hmm. Huh?" The soul first answered instinctively, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Are you going to see her?"

The soul old man's voice was a little extremely surprised, as if staring at Jiyang's indifferent face like a ghost: "You can't go, you can't go!" The soul can't help shaking that little head.

"She is now a disciple of the old monster in the late Huadan period. How can you see it? And if your boy doesn't have the cultivation of Danshi, you will basically have no chance in your life. What's the use even if you see him now? Your boy still quickly cultivates me to the realm of the elixir master, and then you will have enough capital to propose marriage. Wouldn't it be better for the glorious media to marry?

"Well. Ming media is getting married, and that's what people say. The old man touched his chin and said uncertainly.

"Ha ha, what you said makes sense." Jiyang clenched his fist and looked up to the sky with a long sigh: "In this world of the jungle, big fists are the hard truth!"

"Hey, you're right!" At this time, a clear voice suddenly sounded in Jiyang's ear, so shocked that Jiyang almost jumped up.

Without thinking, he reached out and turned over a black needle and shot directly into his neck. At the same time, he grabbed Gu Yu and rolled away from the ground for several feet in an instant. At the same time, he held the shadow gun in his hand and turned up. Jiyang stepped back a few steps again with a cautious face. I looked at the place where I used to be.

"Oh! You are so rude! If they want to do something to you, you will die seven or eight times. The clear voice sounded again, and then a slender jade hand poked out from the void and grabbed the soul-grabbing needle in his hand. Then the void seemed to be torn off a corner. A bright white girl stared at Jiyang with an unhappy face, and the soul-grabbing needle was still in his hand. He trembled and seemed to be unable to break free for a moment.

"Why is it you!" Jiyang's face suddenly became extremely strange as soon as he saw this woman. This woman was actually the woman she met in the teahouse three days ago. Although she was wearing a mask at that time, Jiyang would never recognize the wrong person as soon as she heard it.

"Why is it not me! They came to you with good intentions and used this kind of thing to plot with them, hum! When you go back, you must tell Sister Zhang that you bullied me!" The little girl silently raised the soul-grabbing needle in her little fist and stamped her feet angrily.

"Sister Zhang!" Jiyang* didn't listen to the following words at all. As soon as these three words came out of the girl's mouth, his mind fluctuated violently. Looking at the very inconspicuous gray veil in the girl's hand, Jiyang's face became extremely wonderful.

"Who gave you this thing?" With the color of alert, Jiyang's voice pointing to the hidden gauze in the girl's hand trembled a little, and his eyes stared straight at the gray veil and could no longer move away.

"It really looks like it!" The little girl didn't answer, but kept staring at Jiyang, looking curiously. If it weren't for the obvious spiritual fluctuations, I'm afraid it would really be the same as the little girl next door.

"Can you tell me who gave it to you?" Taking a deep breath, Jiyang reluctantly calmed down his excitement and asked as calmly as possible, but there was still a slight trembling in the voice.

Who sent it? Sister Zhang!" The girl tilted her neck and smiled twice, with a bright face: "Sister Zhang lent this good baby to Yinger to find someone! You should know that Sister Zhang is usually very precious to this thing, and even Yinger doesn't touch it.

"Looking for someone?" Jiyang suddenly saw a strong smile on his face: "You live up to me! You will live up to me!" As soon as the girl said the word "looking for someone" was, how could Jiyang's wisdom not know who the person she was looking for was? She has been thinking about herself for so many years. If you are like this, what can you ask for?

"Ah, you can guess it. It's really boring." Seeing Jiyang laughing, the girl suddenly pouted and sighed boringly and threw the soul-grabbing needle to Jiyang. The girl said slowly, "Although your cultivation is a little low, who made Sister Zhang miss you so much? It is also your luck. The ice fairy has promised Sister Zhang to accept it. You are an apprentice. Although you are just a registered disciple, at least the two of you can meet often. You don't have to be that miserable mandarin duck anymore. Every time I see Sister Zhang's sad face, I feel sad. I really don't know why you are so cruel.

"Yes, maybe I'm cruel." Jiyang smiled helplessly: "Is that ice fairy the master of Yan'er?"

"Yes! He is already a super master in the later period of Huadan. It is said that as long as he takes the last step, he can become almost the legendary infancy monk.

"Well, it seems that I can't be this famous disciple." Jiyang shook his head with a smile. At this time, he had completely recovered and was no longer excited.

"Why?" The little girl was obviously extremely puzzled and asked with her little head tilted.

"No, men do something and do nothing. I can't only rely on this relationship in the Ice Palace. I must have my own strength, otherwise everything is false." Jiyang tightened his fists and showed a high fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Oh." The little girl tilted her neck and nodded as if she didn't understand. Then he suddenly remembered something: "Are you looking for the three elixirs of Jinlongcao, Xuanyang fruit and purple velvet flower?"

"How do you know this?" Jiyang looked at the woman in front of him with surprise. How could this woman know if she was looking for these three elixirs?

"Because my surname is Xu!" The girl blinked her big eyes and showed a lovely smile.

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