Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Shi Rong could see how extraordinary this sword was, but no matter how extraordinary it was, it was still just a sword after all. With a flick of his index finger, he flicked the sword away from him.

Jiu Ci hummed sadly, seeming to be extremely disappointed, but he was afraid of making the beauty hate him, so he could only float in the air, with the sword's twists and turns constantly changing, in order to capture the beauty's heart.

It's a pity that Shi Rong didn't even look at Jiu Ci. He just sat upright and repeated again: "I'm hungry."

Without spiritual power, his current appearance is no different from that of a mortal. Feeling hungry is perfectly normal. If he hadn't suddenly lost power, this guy would have to go through layers of selection if he wanted to cook for him.

So what he ordered Lin Huaiyue was very natural.

Why Lin Huaiyue became the sword master of Jiuci? Firstly, he was a beauty, and secondly, he also liked beauties.

I don’t know how the kid Shi Ling looks. He looks like a person carved out of pink jade. He just sits like this, and he looks cute no matter how cute he looks. When Lin Huaiyue saw it, he didn't care so much about this brat's rudeness.

Lin Huaiyue naturally had a way of controlling Jiu Ci. He called out to the aggrieved man who couldn't help but want to stick a lewd sword on people, "Jiu Ci! Shi Ling is hungry, do you hear that? No wonder people ignore you, even I don’t even want to fight for others..."

Before Lin Huaiyue could finish what he said, Jiu Ci's sword instantly straightened, changed its direction, and quickly entered the forest with a "swish" sound.

...licking the sword to death.

When Lin Huaiyue sat down, he stopped poking someone's face shamelessly. Instead, he kept asking: "When will you be able to recover your spiritual power? Do you want to follow me all the time during this period? Can't you send a message or notify me?" Will your family or Tongpai come to pick you up? You..."

"Shut up." How could such a beautiful woman have such a noisy mouth? Shi Rong was simply annoyed, "You talk a lot of nonsense."

This arrogant brat...

If it weren't for the fact that this kid was beautiful, wealthy, and had no spiritual power, and was pitiful, he wouldn't have been able to become a dog for this arrogant kid when he was pregnant!

Doesn't Shi Rong want to recover his spiritual power? But in his current state, it would be difficult to even meet Yue Xiaozhong, let alone get close to Yue Xiaozhong.

However, the harsh technique of Yuanyang Jue is only allowed to be practiced with men with extremely scorching physiques. If he finds any man at random, the technique will backfire.

When he was practicing Yuanyang Jue, Shi Rong was not very old. At that time, no one could remain indifferent to his beauty. Naturally, he would not think that it would be so difficult to find fellow practitioners in the future.

The heavier the sky, the heavier the sky!

He, the dignified master of the Hehuan Palace, humbly invited him to become a fellow practitioner, and even promised to hide their relationship from the outside world and not to be entangled with him after he completed his cultivation...

But Yue Xiaozhong still disagreed.

Shi Rong had been entangled with Yue Xiaozhong for three hundred years, and endured three hundred years of spiritual turmoil and pain. Not to mention that he had no feelings for Yue Xiaozhong in the first place, and even if he had any feelings, they were all turned into hatred.

As a powerful person in the integration stage and a well-known figure in the world of immortality, Shi Rong has the self-esteem of a strong man.

For three hundred years, he could not move Yue Xiaozhong. After this spiritual riot, Shi Rong gave up directly and went into seclusion alone to calm down the spiritual power in his body.

Unexpectedly, junior brother Yi Lianqing looked for an opportunity and attacked him severely...

Shi Rong's eyes were cold, and such a deep expression fell on the face of a child, which seemed a bit strange, "Have you ever heard that the Sword Lord is more powerful than the sky?"

Lin Huaiyue flicked her ponytail and said with high spirits: "The leader of swordsmanship, who doesn't know his name? But one day, I will defeat him!"

Shi Rong: "..."

"What's your expression, kid?" Lin Huaiyue jumped up anxiously, "I'm only twenty-three years old now, and I've already become a Nascent Soul. What's more, my physique..."

As if he suddenly realized something, he quickly shut his mouth and did not say any more. He just muttered: "Anyway, I will definitely defeat Yue Xiaozhong!"

The twenty-three-year-old Nascent Soul... Shi Rong was shocked. His eyes changed when he looked at Lin Huaiyue. Was he two hundred years old when he was pregnant? Or three hundred years old? This kid is indeed an extraordinary genius.

Shi Rong did not ignore Lin Huaiyue's next words, "So what's your physique?"

The twenty-three-year-old Nascent Soul may be the only example in the entire world of cultivation.

Although Shi Rong's spiritual power was lost, his vision was still there. He could see that the foundation of Lai Huaiyue's spiritual power was very solid and not at all frivolous. It was not the kind of Nascent Soul created with resources.

Such a physique is unparalleled.

"can not tell you."

Lin Huaiyue scratched his hair, and his hair suddenly became even more messy.

Fortunately, he has a boyish face, and with a chicken coop-like hairstyle, he doesn't look downtrodden. Instead, he has an indescribable unruly and unrestrained look.

"I have this physique." Lin Huaiyue didn't expect Shi Ling to be so sharp, and he suddenly had the desire to tell. He sighed sadly, "But being coveted by an old devil..."

If he is even a little careless, his innocence may be lost! He had kept the Yuanyang for twenty-three years before the end of his pregnancy, but he couldn't give it to an old devil who was too young...

Shi Rong's first reaction was to seize the body. Lin Huaiyue had such talent and strength, so it was normal for him to be targeted by the old devil. He didn't think much about it and just asked casually, "Which devil is it?"

Speaking of which, Toki Rong was also called a devil by Zhengdao. Those people said that his methods were vicious and he was good at seducing people, causing disputes in the world of cultivation and causing everyone to fight for him. This was really the behavior of a demon.

There are even rumors that he works dozens of furnaces every day, regardless of gender; he dissects the hearts of babies and swallows them for beauty; he hates people who are prettier than him, and will destroy their appearance every time he meets them. …

Simply ridiculous!

He is self-centered and proud at the same time, so naturally he will not explain anything specifically to those vulgar people. As long as he didn't hear the rumors, he would turn a blind eye and pretend he didn't know.

"Oh, that old devil is quite famous, he is..."

With the sound of breaking through the air, Jiu Ci's sword tip carried a dead pheasant and flew in front of Shi Rong, displaying his heroic appearance in all directions.

The thick smell of blood made Shi Rong frown. He always loved cleanliness. Seeing that the pheasant dropped a bloody feather, he felt even more uncomfortable: "Stay away from me."

Jiu Ci froze, the tip of his sword bent, and his whole body exuded an aura of despair, like a poor child who had been despised.

"Come here Jiuci!"

Lin Huaiyue secretly cursed the licking sword, while neatly taking down the pheasant, plucking the feathers and bleeding, "When I finish cooking for Shi Ling, he will naturally think of you, do you understand?"

Jiu Ci's sword immediately straightened up, looking majestic and energetic.