Chapter 62 Qingyang Saint 4

The saint's clear eyes glanced at him and said lightly, "Are you from the gold system? Your power is very powerful. Hidden there is like a sword, clean, cold and restrained. If it hadn't been for the continuous flow of huge gold elements coming from you when I absorbed the energy of the elements, I really wouldn't have found you. But..."

She paused and looked at Shaoqiu with a smile: "You seem to be very stupid."

"I..." Shaoqiu was really speechless this time and said secretly: Why does every girl say I'm stupid?" He just looked at her stupidly and found that the saint was dignified and condensed in front of people, but at this time, she was extremely lively, revealing the normality of an innocent girl.

"Bold!" The saint suddenly looked angry, "How dare you peep at my spells? What's your intention?"

"I..." Shaoqiu said, "I woke up in the middle of the night and saw Kong Ren's divine power to lift the earth into a slope. I was very curious..."

The saint sneered, "So you followed me? By the way, your name is... Shaoqiu, right? It was the big man who brought it and said that it was his subordinate, which was full of deception. Which wooden master dares to use the gold person as a subordinate. Both of you are good at lying.

"I... I didn't say it was his subordinate." Shaoqiu argued, "I'm his prisoner, and he took me to Yanggu."

"Real? It's this kind of messy political affairs again. The saint stood up and looked up at the bright moon in the distant sky with a look of admiration. "When can I fly in the air and hold the bright moon in my arms?"

"There is no such thing." Shaoqiu said secretly, hesitated for a moment and said, "What are you...what are you doing just now? It seems to have absorbed a lot of two elements of gold and wood.

The saint smiled and said, "Yes! I'm just absorbing the two elements."

"But what did Kong Ren say? Are you afraid that Yao Chonghua will know?" Shaoqiu wondered, "What does this have to do with Yao Chonghua?"

The saint's face changed slightly and said lightly, "These things are naturally a secret. It's better for you not to know."

"Zhunghua is a good person. According to your Yanhuang, dealing with good people will be punished by God." Shaoqiu sat down in front of her and smiled.

The saint was surprised: "Who said we were going to deal with Yao Chonghua? Can the three of us deal with him? Forget it, don't ask again. Let Qingyang Hou know that your life can't be saved.

Seeing that she was not dealing with Yao Chonghua, Shaoqiu was slightly relieved. The saint said, "Hey, can you take me to the top of the mulberry forest? I like the moon. How about lying on the top of the mulberry forest and watching the moon?

Shaoqiu glanced at the height of the mulberry tree and said, "It shouldn't be a problem!" I've just learned the art of Yufeng. Just give it a try. He stared at the saint and suddenly felt embarrassed, "But how can I get you up?"

"It doesn't matter." The saint Gege smiled, lay on his back, and blew his ear mischievously, "You jump! Humph, we witch people only practice spiritual power and don't understand the power of elements, otherwise why should I use your help?

Shaoqiu's heart was shocked. He only felt that his ears were numb. He couldn't help but panic. He stabbed slightly and simulated the signs of water element transpiration in his body. His body floated like fallen leaves and soared into the air. His toes lit mulberry branches and swept up the tallest tree like a wisp of smoke.

Shaoqiu picked up a thicker branch, put down the saint, and sat on another branch by himself. The saint sat comfortably on the forked branch, looked up at the bright moon and muttered, "It's good. I can't sit at the highest place. Usually, countless people surround me. No one dares to jump so high behind my back, and they don't allow me to move the ladder. Alas."

"You are noble, so naturally you can't do it." Shaoqiu sighed, "Like me, when I don't understand the elemental force, I run all over the mountains, and no one cares about the danger."

"Shaoqiu, which tribe are you from?" Saint's Way.

"I..." Shaoqiu was extremely depressed. Why did everyone ask me this question? After thinking about it, I still answered honestly, "I'm from the Kongsang tribe, in the eastern sea."

"Is it fun there?" The saint asked.

"It's fun. There is an endless sea. There are all kinds of sea beasts and sea fish in the sea. The birds flying in the sky can swim in the water like fish, while the fish in the water grow wings and fly in the sky. Looking back at this time, Shaoqiu still felt that the Kongsang tribe was a perfect paradise. Except for that night, all the people of the clan changed their appearance and wanted to smash themselves into ten thousand pieces.

"Really?" The saint looked up at the bright moon and looked fascinated. "Such a fairyland, why do you have to come to this wilderness? Can you imagine that this beautiful wilderness is full of thorns and plots step by step, teaching you to turn your blood into iron stone.

"Alas." Shaoqiu was really hard to say this time. He looked at the saint's stunning face, but he didn't know how to answer. His eyes were full of dullness. He secretly said, "If you go back to the past, Ai Sang and this little saint will accompany me to fish on the island, it will be a fairy paradise." At the thought of Assan, there was no reason for pain in her heart, "I killed her brother and hurt her father. She hated me to the bone and put me into the sea with her own hands, but she didn't know that she still hated me?"

Seeing that he was in a daze, the saint couldn't help giggle, took his hand and said with a smile, "Do you think of the sister next door? What are you doing with a red face?

"Where...where." Shaoqiu hurriedly denied it, but his face had already turned red.

"No..." Before the saint finished her words, she suddenly stiffened all over, and her eyes showed a terrible color, and her body fell softly into Shaoqiu's arms.

Shaoqiu was shocked. Before he woke up, a gust of wind suddenly flashed in front of him, and then he was slapped in the face. He was stunned, blinked his eyes, and suddenly found a thin figure standing on the branch in front of him, looking at him with an angry face.

"Ah... wild pear!" Shaoqiu also forgot the hot slap on his face and shouted happily, "Why are you here?"

"You... you're still holding her!" When Gan Tang saw the saint lying in his arms, he was so angry that he bullied her and beat her.

Shaoqiu's hand trembled with fear, and the saint fell from his hand with a roar. "Ah--" Shaoqiu exclaimed and flew down. In mid-air, he only felt his waist tight, and he hung in the air. And when the saint was about to fall to the ground, she also slowly fell gently on the thick dead leaves.

He looked up, but Gan Tang threw two brown ropes. Gan Tang shook his hand and pulled Shaoqiu up in the air. He was so angry that his face turned red: "Thanks to me for tracking for a few days, I came to save you, but you flirted with the beautiful little girl. How comfortable!"

"No..." Shaoqiu wanted to argue. Seeing that Gan Tang's face was concerned and his eyes were red, he couldn't help saying it. He said softly, "Are you... are you okay? Is your family safe?