(Through the book) My master is sick

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"Ye Wuyou, let's go." Ye Xiao stood up, and leaned over to call Ye Wuyou, seeing that she was still concentrating on meditating, she suddenly thought badly, and pinched Ye Wuyou's face.

... At this moment, she had forgotten whether she would be missed by the villain.

Ye Wuyou let her hold it, a smile appeared in his eyes, he held Ye Xiao's wrist with his backhand, and held it in his hand; "Then let's go."

After speaking, he held Ye Xiao's wrist and led Ye Xiao all the way away.

Ye Xiao: "..." Why do I think there is something wrong with this development?

288: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect the host to be such a stupid host, and he even took the initiative to send himself to the door---ah." It seems that the villain doesn't have to worry about falling into the quagmire of being single for the rest of his life. Hugging, kissing, and rolling, that is, a matter of a few months.

288 couldn't help lighting wax for Ye Xiao, and sang with tears in the mole: "Ah~ my host, eh, my host is stupid and stupid, one day he will be punished, eh..."

Ye Xiao, whose face was blurred by 288's singing, said: "...Damn mentally retarded."

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☆、Chapter 59 Ghost Realm

On a long corridor, Nangong Xing put the teacup on the stone table and smiled gently: "This year's Baicao Order is very good."

The old men who formed a table with her all echoed: "I am also surprised that someone's answer is so wonderful, and Master Shaogu's answer is also very unexpected. It really makes us feel ashamed."

"Hehe." The wrinkles at the corners of Nangong Xing's eyes rose gently, "Yeah, it seems that tomorrow is also very exciting. Since Yao Wuling disappeared, it is rare to see such a scene. Well, that's all for today. I also want to meet up with my old friends, please feel free." After finishing speaking, Nangong Xing got up and left.

At this time, another corridor.

"Master Wudao, why didn't you return the compass you borrowed from the old man last time? That is the old man's heart, you won't do such a thing that grabs people's hearts and hearts." The one who spoke was ragged He is an old man, with his legs crossed, and a wooden gourd in his waist that does not match his tattered outfit. The tattered straw sandals hang on his feet, exposing most of his toes that are as black as carbon.

"Bullshit." The usually dignified Wudao Sect Leader blushed from his shabbiness, and his short, fat body stood up suddenly, quite imposing, "Your old beggar's broken money, I'm so greedy." No, hum, I will pay you back in two days!"

"Hahaha, Wudao, what you say every time is really nonsense. Last time you borrowed my eight-character square tripod and didn't return it." Shang Yu, the owner of Bingxin Castle with professional skills, raised his thick eyebrows and laughed loudly. .

"..." Sect Master Wudao slapped the stone table angrily, feeling that he had been greatly humiliated, "Didn't your tripod say to send me off!"

"Did I say that? Oh, I forgot." Shang Yu put on a pensive expression and stroked the stubble on his chin.

"屮!" the head of Wudao who exploded hair swears, and takes a sunspot from the chessboard and throws it at Shangyu.

"Hey, you hit someone if you don't agree with me, A Xing, A Xing, come on, there are old things killing people here!" Shang Yu deliberately hit him, rolled his eyes and smiled, and collapsed on the grand teacher's chair. die.

"Old Shangyu was beaten to death by Wudao, hahahaha." The old beggar clapped his hands and laughed loudly.

Head of Wudao: ...Damn it.

If anyone here sees such a scene, their jaws will drop.Here one is the leader of the beggar gang who is elusive, the other is the leader of Wudao who is willing to make friends with the world, the honest and righteous, and the other is the lazy and unreasonable person, but people can't figure out the depth of Bing Xinbao. The current owner of the castle, Shang Yu... The three of them are far away from each other. They don't want to be friends who can laugh at each other in private. Listening to this conversation, I'm afraid friendship is not so good. Nangong Xing, the owner of the jade valley.

"Keep your voice down, three of you. This time I have invited a lot of forces from all walks of life--old beggar, put your feet down." Just as he came, he witnessed a 'love performance', and the only one among them 'Normal person' Nangong Xing stroked his forehead.

A group of old immortals, who looked like ghosts 20 years ago, became worse after 20 years, but they are living and going back.

"Oh, Xingmei, you're here." The old beggar sat up straight.

"Hmph, for Xingmei's sake, I don't care about you." Seeing Nangong Xing coming, the head of Wudao hurriedly searched for the steps, and sat down on the stone chair to drink tea.

The head of Wudao thought sadly and angrily, he was molested 20 years ago, but he didn't expect that he would still be molested 20 years later.

Heaven is unfair! He refuses to accept it!

"A Xing, this year's Baicao Order is going well." Of course, Shang Yu, who had just molested Wudao's head, didn't hear the cry in his heart. The three stools here were snatched up by the three of them, so Shang Yu had to go to the front and drag it. Please invite Nangong Xing to sit on a wooden chair.

"Help me see if there is any that can be digested internally. My brat is too skinny. I need to find him a kid who is about his age and has some medical skills to follow him. Hey, that thief hates Dr. Yan too much. Old man, I won’t go to him. I’m tormenting me to death.” Shang Yu mentioned that his monkey child who was jumping up and down that day was very upset, and poured bitter water on Nangong Xing with a sad face.

If it were in modern times, the father of his monkey child could write the Benzhi Monkey Classic.

"Okay." Nangong Xingxuan quickly agreed.Every time in the Baicao Order, as long as the youngsters who can pass the second level are likely to be recruited by some sects, Miaochungu will also accept a few as inner disciples. Bing Xinbao is famous outside, and the olive branch thrown out will not be rejected by anyone. .

"Ah Xing, it's rare to find us this time. I don't think it's just the Baicao Order. Do you have anything else to discuss with us?" The old beggar asked suddenly as he licked away the lice in his hair.

"That's right." Nangong Xing's originally soft eyes suddenly turned cold, and the friendly aura around her disappeared in an instant, revealing an intimidating aura, like a dusty sword being slack by its master. After wiping it carefully, the eye-catching sharpness revealed at that moment.

Wudao's thick eyelids twitched, and his stubby eyebrows twitched.He had only seen that appearance 20 years ago, on the youthful and scorchingly wanton Nangong Xing in fresh clothes and angry horses.

At that time, whether it was the martial arts world or the vast rivers and lakes, they were all different from the peace now, full of crimes and bloody storms.

But even so, Nangong Xing, who was under [-] at the time, still stepped on a path among the thorns.So proud, so arrogant, with the self-esteem and righteousness of young people, he forcibly tore through the haze from the shadow of Huangquan, revealing a piece of light.

In the north, there is the king of poisonous medicine, and in the south, there is the genius doctor Nangong Xing.

But now this 40-year-old woman gradually overlaps with the girl in Wudao's memory.

The Wudao head quickly woke up from the memory.

"Let's talk in the inner hall." Nangong Xing stood up and said in a deep voice.

The head of Wudao looked at each other with Shang Yu and the old beggar, knowing that it might not be a trivial matter, they all followed Nangong Xing to the inner hall solemnly.

The midday wind blew past, blowing a few dying leaves away from the branches, and slowly falling to the ground. After being illuminated by the bleak sunlight, they quickly left the green and withered and yellowed. The creaking sound seemed to be a dying cry.