Da Bong fights more people

Xu Qi'an clamped the horse's belly, and said: "Don't make Mr. Jianzheng wait too long, please drive!"

Horse, hurry up and run.

When he arrived at Sitianjian, Xu Qi'an thought that the pastry had never happened, and he didn't wait for Chu Caiwei at all, and entered the building with ease.

"Hey, why is Si Tianjian so deserted today?"

The lobby on the first floor was empty, only a few doctors were on duty, and their expressions were not quite right. From time to time, they looked towards the stairs, as if they were afraid that some monster would come down the stairs.

Hearing Xu Qi'an's words, a white-clothed doctor at the door replied: "Mr. Xu, they all went to the clinic for consultation."

"What day is it today?" Xu Qi'an asked.

The white-clothed doctor smiled awkwardly, but did not answer.

Xu Qi'an climbed the stairs in a daze, and when he reached the seventh floor, he found that the alchemy room had been bombed, and the alchemists who were extremely active on weekdays could not see a single person.

Arrived at the Bagua Taiwan smoothly.

First of all, I saw the back of Jianzheng, wearing white clothes and loose white hair, sitting on the edge of the gossip table, facing the outside of the building.

Then, he saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting beside the prisoner, wearing a simple linen robe, eating and drinking at her desk.

The reason why she was judged to be a woman was mainly because when a man lay on his stomach, the buttocks outlined would not be so plump and round.

"I've seen the supervisor!"

Xu Qi'an stopped far away, and greeted with cupped fists.

"Not bad, the foundation is very solid." Jian Zheng commented.

At this time, footsteps came from the stairs, and Chu Caiwei came up with a fluttering skirt, carrying a few bags of pastries.

She put the pastry on the table and pushed it to the woman who was eating at the desk. The woman glanced sideways and said, "So little?"

"Eat by a stupid child." Chu Caiwei threw the pot to Xu Lingyin.

The woman nodded and continued eating.

Fifth Senior Sister?

At this moment, Xu Qi'an came to his senses and remembered the conversation he had with Wei Yuan.

There are five disciples in Jianzheng, and five of them are in seclusion all the year round. Those who don't know Sitianjian think that Sitianjian has only one female disciple, Chu Caiwei.

"That's her?" Xu Qi'an thought to himself.

At this time, Jianzheng's mellow voice sounded: "How is this knife used?"

"It's very useful, thank you Lord Supervisor." Xu Qi'an said respectfully.

At the same time, I slandered in my heart: Isn't this knife tailor-made for my world, isn't it all in your calculations, just talk nonsense.

"What is the effect of the bodiless pill?" Jian Zheng asked again.

"Very good." Xu Qi'an thought it over, "It's just that the big change in appearance has caused me a little trouble, and it's not as gentle and low-key as I used to be."

"That's it." The supervisor nodded and said with a smile, "I can help you restore it to its original state."

ah?Can this be changed back? Xu Qi'an was a little dazed, and quickly waved his hands: "Don't dare to bother the supervisor."

In fact, being a man who is naturally beautiful and hard to give up makes me feel more involved!

In front of the prison, he didn't dare to swear, so he could only hide it in his heart.

The supervisor nodded slowly, and said, "Zhong Li is my fifth disciple, a fifth-grade prophet, and she will practice with you for a while."

Chu Caiwei was taken aback for a moment, looked at the supervisor, then turned to look at Xu Qi'an.

It turns out that the fifth-rank warlock is called a prophet, but why do you have to practice with me for a period of time?Xu Qi'an tentatively said:

"Does this humble function know the reason?"

The supervisor didn't answer his question, but called out, "Zhong Li."

The woman in the linen robe stood up, bowed to Xu Qi'an, and said: "Teacher, you said that you are lucky. If you follow you, my bad luck will be reduced to a certain extent. You are my chance."

The voice is quite pleasing to the ear, very pleasant to hear.

Xu Qi'an stared sharply at her face, but she lowered her head slightly, her messy and thick hair completely covered her face.

"Bad luck?" he asked back.

Zhong Li spoke for a moment, and replied sincerely: "The prophet can spy on the secrets of the heavens, but he is backlashed by the heavens, and he is plagued by bad luck. He can only be promoted if he has survived [-] kalpas. If he can't resist, he will die."

"Anyone who can withstand the backlash of heaven is a person with great luck."

After hearing Zhong Li's explanation, Xu Qi'an first thought of two things. The first was to finally understand why there were so many sixth-rank alchemists in Si Tianjian, and above the sixth rank, he had only seen one Yang Qianhuan.

The second thing is that King Bi is actually a man of great luck, unbelievable, unbelievable.

Can the prophet spy on the secret?Well, this is the pre-profession of Tianji Master Xu Qi'an asked curiously: "How does the backlash of heaven appear? I have to evaluate how terrible the so-called backlash is. After all, I am just an ordinary gong."

What he expected was right, the supervisor was the one who knew about his strange luck.

Zhong Li thought for a while and said, "Disaster comes from the mouth, and sometimes a word I inadvertently turns into a real disaster, implicating the people around me, including myself.

"Sometimes an unintentional move can also lead to unpredictable disasters. And the size is uncontrollable. It may just take a step back, and it will cause life and death."

As she spoke, she took a half step back symbolically.

With such a simple movement, an accident happened. A dignified fifth-rank powerhouse slipped on the sole of his foot and fell off the gossip platform.

"Save people!!!"

Xu Qi'an's expression changed drastically, and he shouted out instinctively.

The Star Observation Tower is as high as [-] meters. If Xu Qian falls from such a height, even Xu Qi'an will surely die if he does not reach the copper skin and iron bone state.

The physique of the warlock is very average, far from being comparable to that of the martial artist.

At the same time, a line of lyrics floated uncontrollably in Xu Qi'an's mind:

Are you serious about taking a half step back?Small actions can hurt so much

The prisoner sighed, stretched out his hand under his wide sleeve, and gently grasped it.

Zhong Li who fell from the building was captured and photographed, and escaped the fate of falling to his death.