Chapter 112

Two people say, but see not far away, there is a person like the stars slowly walking.

Where she passed, all the friars who used the sword agreed to hide the sword behind her.

The swordsmen who had been beaten and hid their swords were very quick. The nuns who followed her laughed and covered their mouths.

She turned a blind eye to it and seemed to have been used to this scene for a long time.

She came to Gu Qingshan and XiuXiu.

"How was your stay in baihuazong?" She asked.

Gu Qingshan looks at her.

Ning moon Chan face with a smile, apricot eyes gentle like water.

She just stood here quietly, which made countless friars fascinated.

In the distance, Li Chang'an turned his head, gnashing his teeth at this scene, his eyes became bleak.

At this moment, he is no different from the other male monks.

Gu Qingshan replied, "master and senior brothers are very kind to me. Oh, younger martial sister is also good to me."

He pulled XiuXiu out and said to Ning Yuechan, "my little sister, XiuXiu, please ask the saint."

Ning Yuechan's eyes were soft, touched XiuXiu's head, and said, "this will call me shengfen, or call my sister."

XiuXiu looks at three elder martial brothers, and then looks at Ning Yuechan, timid voice way: "elder sister."

Ning Yuechan big Yue, holding XiuXiu's hand, feel out a small bag, press in XiuXiu's hand.

"This is a gift for meeting. Take it, sister."

"Beast bag? What's in it Gu Qingshan asked.

Ning Yuechan said: "red necked white crane."

XiuXiu called softly and hugged Ning Yuechan and said, "thank you, sister."

She was not artificial temperament, this time the true feelings revealed, but also let Ning Yuechan like.

Ning Yuechan and took a small and delicate storage bag, put in XiuXiu's hands.

"I made it myself. You keep it." She said.

"It's beautiful," XiuXiu said with a smile after smelling the storage bag. "There's still fragrance."

Ning Yuechan leads XiuXiu to get out of the way and introduces the five beautiful nuns to Gu Qingshan.

"Liu Qingyan, Wang Ningxiang, Dong Xue, Zhao Dan and Zhang Cuiwei are all my good sisters."

Several younger martial sisters came forward and saluted Gu Qingshan in Qi and Qi dynasties.

"See you, elder martial brother."

Several nuns looked at Gu Qingshan with bright eyes.

The virgin never took the initiative to talk to any male monk in this way, and she came with her own and others.

At present, the man enjoys the privilege, but only one.

What's so good about him?

No, I have to have a good look.

So thought the nuns.

Gu Qingshan smiles and hugs his fist and says: "Hello, my younger martial sisters. I'm Gu Qingshan. I'm third in the hundred flowers sect."

The nuns listened and nodded in secret.

Baihuazong, the sage's sect, is worthy of our elder martial sister.

Gu Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "please report the spirit root to you."

Although the nuns are strange, this is a common thing, so I said it with all kinds of tongue.

After listening, Gu Qingshan patted the storage bag and picked out five jade slips.

Ning Yuechan strange way: "what are you doing?"

Gu Qingshan said: "my younger martial sister has all received your meeting gift. I, as a senior brother, can't show no sign to your younger martial sister."

Ning moon Chan a smile, way: "what do you want to send them?"

Gu Qingshan said: "five element secret arts."

As soon as these four words came out, they paid close attention to the monks here and moved.

It's a secret skill of five elements. It can be passed down in the clan.

Even if you take it to the auction house, you can sell hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

So he gave it away?

Is that how to treat it as a gift?

Baihuazong, baihuazong, my God, what kind of sect is this.

In the distance, tianjizong was silent, but at this moment, he chuckled, and his mood suddenly changed into infinite good.

The other powerful monks looked at each other and sighed.

Also, who called his family did not Ning Yuechan such a peerless figure.

Several nuns took over the jade slips trembling. One of them screamed excitedly on the spot.

"It's too expensive. You scared them." Ning Yuechan is angry and strange.

"No, it's all very common secret arts. It's good for everyone to be happy." Gu Qingshan road.

"Thank you, elder martial brother." The five girls saluted together.

"You're welcome. It's all my own." Gu Qingshan road.

My own? Ning Yuechan listen to the face slightly red, suddenly a glance swept in the sword, can not help but ask: "you are practicing sword now?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, the depressed young monks were ecstatic.

A mood called schadenfreude grew wildly in the hearts of the monks.Hit him! Hit him! Hit him! Hit him! Hit him!

You boy, you deserve your bluffing, you deserve to show off, you deserve to send secret arts, this is dumb.

Saint, let's do it. I'll beat this boy hard, just like teaching other swordsmen. It's best to make him kneel down on the spot and beg for mercy!

Gu Qingshan is also a tight heart, but think head-on knife, shrink head or a knife, simply said.

"I can't help it. The situation is grim now. I have to grow up quickly and become stronger."

"If you don't have the strength, you will go out and kill the demons in the future. I don't know when I will die."

"I have to be strong, it's no choice."

Ning Yuechan listened, but did not speak, the smile on her face gradually closed up.

However, XiuXiu noticed that the atmosphere was not right and interrupted: "elder sister, the master is very strict with the Third Elder martial brother. Last night, he even told the elder martial brother how to use swords. He practiced until late at night."

Ning Yuechan suddenly moved.

XiuXiu is only eight years old, which is the age of childishness. She should not lie in this matter.

It is a great honor for the sage to practice swordsmanship with him.

As the world knows, the eyes of the hundred flower fairy are higher than the top. Sometimes they are even too lazy to do it by themselves. They always let others do the work for them, saying that they are afraid to dirty their hands.

The hundred flowers fairy can accompany him to break the move, has been practicing until late at night.

How many people are there in the world?

Is Ning Yuechan, this moment can not help but envy.

She thought so, not to mention the envy and jealousy of others.

The leader of tianjizong, who was listening silently in the distance, turned his head for the first time and looked at Gu Qingshan.

Ning Yuechan thought about it, thought about it again, thought about it again, and then asked, "sage Is it forcing you to take the path of sword repair? "

Gu Qingshan was blessed for a moment. He sighed and said, "I've always wanted to practice swordsmanship, but my master forced me to practice sword. No matter how I plead, I won't have the chance to hold the sword."

Ning Yuechan thought of XiuXiu's words and murmured: "it's not a good thing to practice sword, but the eyes of a saint..."

She shook her head and looked at Gu Qingshan sympathetically: "Oh, it's bitter for you."

Hold the grass! It's beyond my imagination. The male monks at the scene howled in their hearts and almost went mad.

Saint, he's a liar. You can't be fooled!

The male monks were shouting in their hearts.

In the moment, the elder martial brother said, "the future of Gao Yuening is not high."

Bang!

One strike will kill.

Ning Yuechan listened to this sentence, no matter how hesitant, also finally relieved.

She said with a smile, "the future is great? Good. I'll wait to see where you can go

"Well, there is no exaggeration." Gu Qingshan waved his hand.

Looking at Ning Yuechan's gentle smile, he finally relaxed and raised an insight in his heart.

In critical moments of life, you still have to have your teammates help you.

"XiuXiu, stand tired. Come on, elder martial brother."

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