The blackened hero of Quick Transmigration is sick and delicate

Chapter 162 Master Don't Want It 13
"I won't say much. Some things are more empathetic than what I have experienced. Get out of Rashomon as soon as possible. This is the only reminder I can give you." Feng Wuqi withdrew her gaze, and looked at the bombed man with regret. The shattered altar, "Is there no way to keep the Yin Gathering Formation Jijing?"

"What on earth do you want to bring me here? Your master doesn't seem to be in good health, but why are you so leisurely?" Feng Wuqi said words that Gu Jin couldn't understand, and along the way Feng Wuqi There were not too many answers, so Gu Jin took the initiative to ask questions.

"A body with thousands of faces, there is nothing in this world that can hurt him." Feng Wuqi conjured up a small bronze mirror in his hand, raised a small oil candle lamp in midair, and acted as the lamp. When the light was facing the bronze mirror, a burst of light suddenly appeared, and a figure appeared in front of Gu Jin until it completely became a reality.

"Hiss—is it successful?" Wuhuan pinched the center of his brows, opened his eyes, and smiled slightly when he saw Gu Jin, "Did it scare you?"

Gu Jin was surprised and took a step back.

"The master's real body is not in this world, everything is just his avatar." Feng Wuqi bowed to Wuhuan, and said apologetically, "Actually, it's only the last time."

"It's okay." Wuhuan waved his hand, wanting to order something, and realized that Gu Jin would be a little embarrassed to be alone, so he continued to look at Gu Jin, as if he was looking at a child, very gently Said, "The meridians of your body are very suitable for my sect, would you like to enter my Qianyan sect?"

"I'm stupid, I don't know anything." In fact, watching them use these moves, Gu Jin was still quite surprised, but he didn't show anything on the surface.

Gu Jin looked at the palm of his hand, concentrating on conjuring a big drumstick in his mind, but he didn't do so for a long time.

"Stupid, how could you be stupid? Little guy, you have two spiritual veins in your body, and the continuous spiritual power can support you to practice continuously, and you can get twice the result with half the effort." Wu Huan squatted down, stretched out his hand, his eyes tenderly Looking at Gu Jin.

In this world, Gu Jin's body is relatively short. After all, he is not too old. His height only reaches Wu Huan's chest, and his short legs cannot reach Wu Huan's chin when he jumps.

Gu Jin was overwhelmed by the flattery, Wuhuan brought her a very comfortable, spring-like feeling, and it was difficult to show her guarded heart. Looking at such a pair of gentle eyes, there was no way to express any rejection.

"Really?"

Gu Jin, who was always eloquent, also started to stammer.

"Yeah." Wuhuan nodded.

"Then I'll hang out with you from now on, okay? You don't want you to scare me like you did just now. It's really scary. Although you may not die, but..."

Wu Huan's hand gently touched Gu Jin's face. Although his body was a clone, there was a feeling of touch when his hand touched his cheek, although it was a little cold.

"It's been a long time without a new student, would you like to?"

"Master, you—" Feng Wuqi felt sour, and when she heard Wu Huan's words, she wondered if her ears had heard it wrong.

The noble leader of a party accepts a little girl as his disciple?

ahhh-

"Master?" Gu Jin was not polite at all, this time Master called out directly.

"Apprentice, come, come with me to become a master and apprentice." Wuhuan rubbed Gu Jin's head, stood up, and led Gu Jin to walk in one direction.

Feng Wuqi at the side: Ahhh why did the master get kidnapped by other people in a short while? His master, his master.

(End of this chapter)