[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Most magicians are sick.

This is Wan Jing's preliminary conclusion that the sample is not sufficient after getting in touch with Yi Huanzhi and Pei Han.

Yi Huanzhi—he didn't want to comment on this person's full of ill intentions towards Bi Yin, but take this Pei Han as an example, wandering around in the town of cultivators unscrupulously, and said with a look of sourness on his face that he couldn't extricate himself from it. With some inexplicable words.

And now, his face seemed to be stiff, and he stood there motionless with that strange smile on his face, and vaguely, it seemed that there was still a black air emanating from his back.

It's puzzling.

Sure enough, most demon cultivators are sick.

Wanjing once again affirmed his thoughts.

For a moment, Pei Han stroked his hair pretending not to care, broke free from the endless loop in his heart, and gave a cold "hum" condescendingly, with disdain in his tone.

"Qian Lin is also depraved, and she said such things casually," he coughed lightly, lost a pretended indifferent look, and rubbed his lower lip with his index finger leisurely, "Now that you know , that's good, save me a lot of talking."

"This world of self-cultivation is also very boring. Qian Lin has actually lived here for so long. She really has the demeanor of a lost demon." Pei Han shook his head, turned around and seemed to be leaving.

Wan Jing hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Do you know what Qian Lin's strength is?"

This question has been entrenched in his mind for a long time, but every time he asked Qian Lin, all he got was a smiling sentence: You are still far away.

It's so far away that he needs to talk about this kind of thing!Just know it yourself!

And every time he complained for a while, he still didn't know what Qian Lin's strength was.

It's not that he has to figure it out, it's just that Qian Lin doesn't say it clearly every time, which makes him feel very itchy, and always feels that there must be something inside.

Curiosity is a common problem, a common problem, not only can kill cats, but it can also kill flowers.

"Hehe, it seems that you don't know." Pei Han laughed a few times, as if he had been revived from the blow just now, and put on a noble and glamorous posture, with his chin raised and his hands folded in front of his chest.

"this matter--"

"It is estimated that no one in the entire Demon Sect and the cultivation world knows about it."

Wan Jing was silent for a second, then turned and left.

"Why are you in a hurry to leave?" Pei Han followed from behind, "Although no one knows, there is always some news leaked out."

Wan Jing stopped in his tracks and turned to look at his half-smile expression.

Pei Han lowered his voice, and said slowly: "It is said that it is related to the three years when Qian Lin disappeared inexplicably during the Qingluo War."

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It was a rare time to go to class, but I still didn't hear anything.

It was a rare time that someone found a fault, and it was solved before he made a move.

It's rare—oh, it's not rare. I met Shen Jingbing and heard him say a lot of things that lowered IQ.

No way, no way, Wanjing calmly refreshed himself, clearing his mind.

Every day is surrounded by the big demon king Shenjing Bingmiishi, who is a pervert and a ghost animal. He is a pure, clean, serious and good boy of the new era, and he is in danger of being assimilated.

He must stick to his nature and absolutely not develop into a pervert!

Wan Jing walked towards the residence with a serious expression. Before he reached the door, he saw a person standing there holding a big green thing in his hand. When he saw him coming, he freed up a hand Moved.

He approached with some doubts, and saw that the man was actually Su Qi.

Why did Su Qi come at this time?

How did Su Qi know that he was here?

The most important thing is, what is that big lump in Su Qi's hand!

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wan." Su Qi smiled. He looked much more cheerful than when he was in the store. The last time I saw him at Qian Lin's place, I didn't see him because I came to thank you. To his sunny appearance.

Wan Jing also showed a smile: "Good afternoon, Mr. Su..."

"If you don't mind, you can just call me by my name." Su Qi turned over a big lump in his hand, "I can call you by your name too, is that okay?"

Wan Ding nodded, and then, his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the big green thing.

The texture of this look is a bit familiar.

Seeing that he had been staring at the thing in his hand, Su Qi took another hand and poked the big green dumpling. The green dumpling actually moved, and then opened a pair of eyes in the fluffy fur.

Kind of intimidated.

"Senior brother asked me to bring this matter over. He said it was your spiritual pet. It's almost time to complete the evolution." Su Qi also seemed to be a little stiff from the green dumpling, and after laughing, he lifted the green dumpling to Wanjing. before.

"I heard that you even had a name, pea or pea or something," he thought hard for a while, "it seemed to be in a bit of a direction when it evolved... Strange, um, getting a little bigger is one aspect, it seems to be evolving It has some strange abilities."

Got a little bigger.

Wan Jing stared directly at Pea Pao with bigger eyes, screaming silently in his heart.

This is getting a little bigger! ?

This is a billion points bigger!

It turned out to be so cute, it turns out that a small ball can be held in the palm of the hand, and can be placed on the shoulder, and sometimes it will happily climb up on his head and make a small nest "cheeping". Even if I put it in my hand and feel the fluffy touch, my heart will rippling.

now what!

Such a big lump needs to be held in both arms, it can be used as a body pillow on the bed!

When it climbed on the head, it was like wearing a super wide-brimmed sombrero!

Still green!

"Pea Cannon," Wan Jing sighed long and wiped his face, "It's because Papa didn't take good care of you, and accidentally made you grow crooked."

Pea Cannon moved its huge body, blinked its big eyes, and "jittered" all over. It took off with difficulty in Su Qi's hands, trying to jump into Wanjing's arms, but it turned out that it was too big and lacked the jumping ability. Puji fell back all over again, blinked his eyes, and instantly became tearful.

The body has grown up, but the heart is still the same.

Wan Jing's heart softened, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to take it over.

As a result, the pea cannon actually trembled, one became two, two became four, split and split into many small green balls, bouncing towards Wanjing one by one Da Da rushed over.

Two jumped into his arms, two occupied the position of the shoulders, and two huddled together to fight for the top of the head, some jumped into the pockets, some jumped on the back of the shoe Another one wanted to slip in along the neckline, but Wan Jing grabbed it and took it out.

It’s not lively.

Su Qi smiled awkwardly, and looked at those little green dumplings: "Actually, this is... a strange ability that evolved."

Wan Jing was silent for a few seconds. After taking a deep breath, he pulled out a somewhat stiff smile, opened the door, and entered the room with Su Qi.

Pea Cannon, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have taken this name, but now it’s better, not only is it more and more like a pea, but also more and more like the fast snow and clear weather in Dawanhua Valley.

While his thoughts were fluctuating, another one tried to get in through the neckline but failed. Wan Jing spotted it ahead of time and carried it aside.

Who did you learn this from?

As soon as they entered the room, the little green dumpling was shaken by Wan Jing and fell onto the bed. The green dumpling rolled together and slowly turned into a big green dumpling, snorting comfortably on the soft quilt.

Seeing that the room was decorated with a lot of plants, and the vase of spirit flowers at the door was a symbol of sweetness, Su Qi couldn't help smiling, thinking that the senior brother was no longer alone.

He approached Wanjing mysteriously, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think--how is Senior Brother?"

This question is delicate.

Wan Jing thought about whether to tell the truth, or to be a little conservative, or to simply praise Qian Lin as a unique flower in heaven and earth without conscience, this needs to be carefully considered.

"He—very good," after thinking for a while, he gave a very moderate answer, which can be understood in any way. In other words, it completely gave the questioner a space to make up his own mind.

"That's good," Su Qi smiled, "Actually, senior brother has been alone all these years, it's really nice to have someone who cares so much, and finally don't have to worry about him being free to disturb the various sects—ah, yes I'm impatient, so, cough, maybe I'll be a little restless."

Active, disturbing the various sects, Qian Lin.

puff.

Wan Jing thinks this description is a bit cute.

"Senior Brother last time studied how to cultivate the purifying elixir. He studied it for a period of time and came to me specially. I have never seen him study the elixir so seriously." Seeing the smile on his face, Su Qi felt ashamed Relaxed a lot.

"By the way, do you mind if I ask you one more thing?" Su Qi suddenly lowered his voice, remembering something, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"The things in the storage bag last time, how about...?"

Storage bags?

Wan Jing was stunned for a moment before realizing that Su Qi was referring to the discordant storage bag.

"You misunderstood," he tried to put on a deadpan expression, "nothing... nothing happened to us."

"That's right, nothing happened." I repeated for added credibility.

Su Qi blinked his eyes, his face was full of embarrassment, we all know how to express.

"That jade tube—is it still with you?" He pursed his lips, and suddenly asked another question.

Wan Jing nodded suspiciously.

Su Qi straightened his expression, and said earnestly: "It's good to be here, you can look at the things in it, and implement it - you must do what you can, and the most important thing is, you must put it away."

"Be sure to put it away, and don't be discovered."

As if remembering something, Su Qi patted Wan Jing's shoulder with a heavy face.

"If you are really discovered," he sighed, "you can come and hide with me for a few days."

So, could it be that this jade tube was originally yours, and then it was discovered?

Then, what exactly happened, to instruct him in such a solemn tone.

However, Wan Jing still nodded as if obeying the instructions, and was ready to bury this jade tube in the last space of the backpack for the rest of his life.

Judging by his expression, nothing good will happen.

A certain little flower was secretly remembered in my heart.

"That's good," Su Qi nodded in relief, "If there's nothing else, then I'll leave first."

"If you have any pills that need to be refined or have any questions about elixir, you can come to me. If you have any questions about a certain aspect, you can also come to me."

After speaking, he blinked suggestively.

Wan-kyung says he doesn’t even want to know what the implications are.

"Hey?" Pea Pao moved his body, let himself roll off the bed with a grunt, bumped into Wanjing's leg with his strength, and rubbed his face happily.

Wanjing lowered his head and picked it up.

Well, it still feels good.

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At night, Wan Jing was lying on the bed, flipping through the book lazily, the pea cannon spread out on his lap, shaking back and forth.

There is a lot of knowledge about alchemy.

After reading for half an hour, he put the book aside in frustration and rubbed Pea Pao's round body.

Pea Cannon protested with a "jitter".

This is the second day that Qian Rin is not at home.

The house seemed a little empty.

Since signing the contract with Qian Lin, they always sleep together. Qian Lin's sleeping position is very honest, every time he is honestly hugged him in his arms, he was still a little stiff at first, but after getting used to it naturally , fell asleep quickly, and slept deeply.

Now he suddenly became a person and started to suffer from insomnia!

Wan Jing turned over, changed the direction holding the "pillow fungus" pea cannon, and stared at the opposite side soberly. There was a piece of green vine wrapped around it. Quite a lot.

This should be the purifying elixir that Qian Lin obtained.

He also remembered what Su Qi said during the day, that the process of Qian Lin planting this elixir was quite tortuous.

In the end, I said with a disdainful face that what happened to the elixir was such a simple matter.

When I think about it this way, I always feel a little cute.

Thinking about the past one after another, Wan Jing finally felt a little drowsy, and was about to take this opportunity to fall asleep directly, but felt a wave of aura outside the window.

After listening to a few sermons, he still gained something, which is reflected in his deeper understanding and perception of aura.

The turbulence of the aura outside the window is still intensifying, and the thing that caused the turmoil seems to be approaching rapidly!

He turned over and got off the bed. Seeing that the pea cannon still looked dazed, he stretched out his hand and tore it off and hid it under the bed. He took out the pen under the pillow, and was ready for battle.

A black shadow could already be seen approaching from a distance. With a "crack", the black shadow smashed the window and rushed into the house. There seemed to be something wrong with the landing, and it rolled forward for a certain distance. After stopping, "Well " cried out.

Wanjing had already prepared when to attack after the enemy attack, from where to attack, which skill to use, whether to immobilize the body first, or whether to directly deal continuous damage, but he didn't even complete one step, and saw the intruder on the ground , For a moment, there was a thought of "as if I was bullying a child".

On the ground, there was a little person lying there with tears in his eyes. His hair was pure white, he was also wearing white fluffy clothes, and he was wearing a small white hat. He looked like a white dumpling .

No, Pea Cannon slowly moved out from under the bed, looking at the white dumpling curiously.

Walking in front of Bai Tuanzi, Wan Jing felt a bit of a bully, coughed lightly, and said, "Who are you? What's the purpose of breaking in through the window in the middle of the night?"

Bai Tuanzi's mouth shrunk, and tears fell down, looking pitiful.

"I... I'm here... I'm here to beat the bad guys!" Although he was sobbing, the words of beating the bad guys were full of air, "You...you smell like a bad guy!"

It was the first time he was issued a bad guy card.

"What did I do?" Wanjing knelt down helplessly, trying to wipe Bai Tuanzi's tears, but the latter hid him with a "hum", staring at Wanjing with red eyes. There were still tears on his face, and he was out of breath when he spoke.

"The Luoshan clan... Our Luoshan clan is gone... Everyone is lying on the ground motionless..." Bai Tuanzi wiped his tears aggrieved, "You...have the smell of that bad guy! That bad guy... that day I wrote down his smell... I can't remember it wrong!"

"Bai Tuan... little friend," Wan Jing said seriously, "At that time, I probably hadn't been born yet... or sprouted? Bloomed? It doesn't matter, but there must be no me at that time, you are mistaken. "

"No!" Bai Tuanzi retorted instantly, with anger in his tone, "I won't remember it wrong!"

"I remember the smell of that big villain! I just don't remember his name, so I searched for a long time... His name... His name seems to be Qian, Qian Lin or Qian Lin, anyway, I won't remember it wrong!"

Wanjing: "..."