Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Lin Huaiyue looked at the kid carefully. The face is pink and delicate, the lips are red and the teeth are white. Although the black hair is messy, it is not difficult to see its smoothness and luster.

The most beautiful thing is undoubtedly the kid's eyes, which are bright and clear, with a little blush on the corners of his eyes, like peach blossoms falling at the end of his eyes, and it is an amazing and scorching color.

It is conceivable that this kid will definitely become a monster when he grows up.

She is so delicate, but she still needs beauty care... Lin Huaiyue stretched out her finger and poked the kid's smooth cheek, tsk, it was quite soft, "Kid, are you a girl?"

Shi Rong stared at the boy's restless hands with an expressionless face. Anyone who knew him would know that he was angry, "What did you say?"

No one in the world knows that the master of Hehuan Palace has an objection to him. Firstly, he does not allow anyone to touch his face, and secondly, he does not allow anyone to say that he looks like a woman.

Once when Shirong was still weak, someone teased him and said he looked like a woman. They wanted to take off his clothes to see if he was different from a woman.

But when Shirong gradually became stronger, he cramped and skinned the man, hung him on the city wall, and left him in the sun for three days and three nights.

At that time, he was drinking Qionghua Jade juice and thought casually that this person seemed to be no different from a dried roast duck.

But now, this man has violated two of his taboos...

Lin Huaiyue didn't realize that he was being noted. He poked Shi Rong's pink cheek again. It was so soft and easy to touch. "Kid, I saved you, and you still stare at me?"

Kill him, must kill him...

Shi Rong was furious.

But at this time, he was seriously injured, lost all his spiritual power, and had no one he could trust. He could only hold back the anger in his heart, lowered his eyes, and said weakly: "I don't like anyone touching my face."

The boy with a delicate face lowered his eyes and spoke in a weak voice, as if he had been bullied. He looked extremely pitiful. But in his heart, he was thinking of extremely evil ideas.

How can I repay this lifesaver?

Just castrate him, scratch his face, cut off his hands and feet...

Lin Huaiyue was not someone who liked to bully children. Although the kid's cheeks were soft and smooth and easy to touch, he still put down his hand and said in a relaxed tone: "Kid, if you want to ask for help, don't make so many requests. .”

The man's tongue must also be pulled out.

After all, Shi Rong still didn't want to look so fragile. He had lost all his spiritual power. If he showed his weakness to others, he would be restrained everywhere. Now that he met this kid, he still had to take the initiative.

His eyes were vicious, and he could tell at a glance that this boy was now in poverty. "Take good care of me, and when I regain my spiritual power, I will naturally give you generous gifts."

It just depends on whether you are still alive, so accept it.

Shi Rong's eyes were dark.

He has never been one to break his promise. He has always believed in repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. This person saved him, and he would naturally repay him. But if this person disrespects him, he will naturally be punished...

Lin Huaiyue is a person who regards money as dirt. It is simply wishful thinking to want him to be a slave. But there was only one low-grade spiritual stone left in his storage bag...

People can't give up money for the sake of dignity, right?

Lin Huaiyue tried to hypnotize himself to serve a child. Is that called serving? He was caring for the weak and had great love. "How can you restore your spiritual power?"

The reason why Shi Rong was injured was because when his spiritual power was rioting, the junior brother he had always trusted took the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

He practiced the most advanced technique in Hehuan Palace, Yuanyang Jue. This secret technique is extremely dangerous, and it requires both the extremely yin ice soul physique and the extremely yang scorching fire physique to achieve any benefit.

But in the world of cultivation, there is only one person with an extremely scorching physique - Sword Lord Yuexiao Zhong.

But Yue Xiaozhong is devoted to the Tao and has no heart for love. What's more, what he hates most are the disciples of Hehuan Palace who have disrupted the entire world of cultivation.

Shi Rong also approached Yue Xiaozhong several times, but he tried all his charm and seduction methods, but the man still drew his sword when he saw him, with disgust in his eyes.

Without anyone's cooperation, Shi Rong had already practiced the Yuanyang Technique to the eighth level, Yuanyang Flying Over. It's just that he lacks the coordination of the Zhiyang Qi. At the beginning of each month, his spiritual power will riot and he will suffer endlessly...

If Shi Rong wants to restore his spiritual power now, he must absorb enough scorching heat from the extreme sun to quell the spiritual riot. But, how can he get close to Yue Xiaozhong?

Shi Rong frowned and suddenly looked at Lin Huaiyue. Instead of answering his question, he asked, "I don't know who you are yet."

"Just call me Lin Huaiyue." Lin Huaiyue didn't want to talk so much to a kid, "What about you? I can't keep calling you kid, right?"

"Shi Ling." Shi Rong's most persistent thing at the moment is to restore his spiritual power. But he also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed.

So, he glanced at Lin Huaiyue and said, "I'm hungry."

Lin Huaiyue: "..."

Cultivators can live without food when they reach the foundation building stage. It is normal for this little... time spirit to feel hungry. But now in the wilderness, where can Lin Huaiyue find food for him?

Children are really troublesome, and I have a terrible headache when I am pregnant. After thinking about it, he released his natal sword and discussed with it: "Jiuci, can you go and hunt a pheasant for me?"

Jiu Ci buzzed and trembled violently, and its reply was, "dong dong dong", and slapped Lin Huaiyue on the head with the hilt of the sword. The force showed no mercy at first glance.

"Jiu Ci! Don't be so arrogant!" Lin Huaiyue was chased by Jiu Ci and jumped up and down. She covered her head and kept shouting, "This little Shi Ling in front of you is our big benefactor! Do you still want it?" It’s a sharpening stone…”

Before she finished speaking, Lin Huaiyue's expression changed and she reached out to control the sword, "Jiu Ci - what are you doing?!"

Jiuci's sword hilt turned and suddenly flew towards Shi Rong at extremely high speed. The sharp sword light tore through the space and was accompanied by the whistling wind, which was enough to show the ferocity of this formation.

Shi Rong, who had lost his spiritual power, was worse than a mortal. He frowned and wanted to get out of the way, but his movements were still half a beat too slow, and Jiuci got closer.

Just when Shi Rong thought that his dignified Lord of Hehuan Palace was about to die under the sword of this young boy, Jiu Ci suddenly stopped, slightly bent the sword, and gave him a heart sign.

Shi Rong: "..."

As if it could tell that Shi Rong was unhappy, it carefully rubbed Shi Rong's arm with the blade of the sword, shaking the hilt back and forth as if coquettishly.

Lin Huaiyue had just breathed out, but when she saw Jiu Ci's embarrassing behavior, she became worried again. He was heartbroken and said, "Don't you always like beautiful women? Shi Ling is still a child!"

Beast sword, beast sword, who would have thought that such a magical weapon could not even spare a child? Lin Huaiyue felt that she could no longer look directly at Jiu Ci...

This sword has its own sword spirit. It is very spiritual. The sword is sharp and has an offensive spirit. It does not look like an ordinary sword. Shi Rong raised his eyes and looked at Lin Huaiyue, his eyes changed.