I'm not really a bug

Chapter 114 Pretentious System (8)

Time, for a cultivator, is almost the least valuable thing.

When Xiao Jinhuan first started, he thought about getting closer to Mo Yinyuan, but the boy had only been in the outer sect for three days, and because of conflicts with others, he fought violently in the sect, and was then in charge of maintaining stability. The disciple of the Outer Sect Order was directly fined for half a year in confinement!
Half a year!In particular, the place where Yunxiao Zongguan was confinement was not an ordinary small black room, but an enchantment that was personally blessed by the suzerain who had a Nascent Soul cultivation base.

A person like Xiao Jinhuan who doesn't even have spiritual roots can't even approach quietly, let alone sneak in to find Mo Yinyuan!
"I'm wasting my time~~"

Lying on the peach blossom tree next to the thatched house, Xiao Jinhuan basked in the sun and sighed quietly:
"So boring~~~"

The ghost knows that she is a person who came to save the world, why waste time in this kind of place where there is no mobile phone, no computer, no internet... nothing?
What's even more exasperating is that in the past six months, even the system bound to her seems to have died. It seems that she has already determined her current situation, and there is no chance for the second girl in the middle to stand out!

boom! ! !
In another thatched hut not far from the peach blossom tree, it was not surprising that there was another explosion.

Lined by a red robe with flowing clouds and wide sleeves, the more and more jade-like evildoer flew out of the steep black smoke, holding something dark in his slender and beautiful hands:

"Hahaha~ My dear apprentice, come and take a look at the elixir that my master just refined for you! Why don't you eat it and try it? Maybe you can have spiritual roots?"

"You better save it!"

Xiao Jinhuan raised his eyes to look at the two lumps in the opponent's hand, and couldn't help but support his forehead:

"What kind of elixir is this? This must be a fairy egg!"

"You don't understand this~"

Smiling and flying to sit on the branch next to Xiao Jinhuan, Jun Qingyu raised a bewitching face that was not stained with black ash, and said plausibly:

"After all, as a teacher, I practice swordsmanship, not alchemy. Naturally, I am not as good at condensing pills as those professional alchemists, so the things I make are slightly larger, which is normal!"

"But there are several baskets of pills you have refined in the past six months!"

Sighing heavily, Xiao Jinhuan looked back seriously:

"You have a grudge against me, right? Every time you make something, it's either unique in shape or extraordinary in taste, but no matter what it is, you will definitely have diarrhea after eating it!"

Poor girl at first thought that this little facial paralysis really had a solution, but after running to the toilet for countless times, the reputation of this guy in her heart was completely bankrupt:

"If you want to eat it yourself, I won't do it!"

"Then don't you always come back with revenge~~"

A certain master who has experienced eating dry salt, being bombed in the toilet, and even being stabbed in the ass by a prickly pear is pitiful:
"Good apprentice, try again? What if it really works this time!"

"Don't eat!"

Xiao Jinhuan, who has been fooled too many times, resolutely quits:
"It seems that someone has gone up the mountain."

"Huh? Still!"

Someone who just felt that her enchantment was touched raised her eyes in surprise, and didn't bother to persuade her to continue taking this so-called "elixir":

"How did you know?"

"Being a god for a long time won't use your eyes anymore?"

Reluctantly twitching the corners of his mouth, Xiao Jinhuan looked down the mountain calmly with a pair of clear eyes:

"Such a big man, can I not see?"

(End of this chapter)