Brother is a piece of fairy meat

After leaving Taixuanzong's sect, Huamuting said to Mo Qinghe, "Friend Daoist Mo, send it here." When he said this, his ears were reddish, and he was very embarrassed, trying to figure out how to say the word of refusal .

Several people landed on the ground, surrounded by lush vegetation, insects and birds humming, what a natural scenery.

At this time, Mo Qinghe did not have the appearance of a resentful woman from earlier, but her eyes were clear, and she had the aura of breaking the boat. She said generously: "Mu Ting, I like you very much, I will pursue you, okay?"

Huamuting's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak, "Mo, Mo..."

Su Wei could kill a fly between his eyebrows. His senior brother is good at everything, but he lacks the decisiveness that a sword cultivator should have, especially when it comes to relationship issues.

It has been like this for decades, and Su Wei didn't ask him to do it right away, so the younger brother could only stand in front of him and said, "Senior Sister Mo, forget it, my senior brother doesn't like you."

Mo Qinghe pretended not to see Su Wei, and still stared straight at Huamuting. Even if she refused, she would come from him.

Su Wei twisted Huamuting's arm and squinted at him.

Huamuting had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Well, Hua, I would like to thank Mo Daoyou for your kindness, but Hua's heart is devoted to Taoism, and I don't have the heart to love, I'm sorry."

Mo Qinghe clenched her lower lip, and suddenly jumped onto the flying sky shuttle. The bright red hem brushed past Huamuting's face, and a clear but firm voice came: "I will not give up easily!"

The voice echoed in the air, but the graceful lady in red had already left.

"Xiao Wei, did I hurt her?" Hua Muting stared blankly at the direction Mo Qinghe was going away, feeling a little sour in her heart.

"Well, senior brother, do you like her?" Su Wei wanted to turn into a confidant big sister.

Huamuting shook his head.

"Since you don't like someone, you have to reject him early, so that she will only be sad for a while. If you don't refuse until her love is deeply rooted, then she will be sad for the rest of her life. As the saying goes, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. Are you going to let it go?" Are people sad for the rest of their lives?"

"Naturally not." Thinking of his face and troublesome physique, Huamu Ting was very upset: "Xiaowei, do you want me to disfigure my face too, so that I can save a lot of trouble, and I can also practice swords with peace of mind?" "Otherwise, as soon as you go out to practice, you will encounter all kinds of harassment from female cultivators, when will you be able to achieve greatness?

Su Wei was shocked: "Brother, are you kidding me!"

Huamuting said solemnly: "I'm not joking, I've been brewing this idea for a long time."

"No, absolutely not!" Su Wei strongly objected, "Brother, what really attracts female cultivators is not only your face, but more importantly, your physique, physique! It's easy to destroy your appearance, but how do you change your physique? If you don't change your physique, There will never be less trouble."

Huamu Court was very depressed, it turned out that the master was there, and those female cultivators at most came over to strike up a conversation, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous, since the master will not be around in the future, hey!

"Brother, I actually think that if you want to reduce troubles, you must first not be gentle with others. Look at the cold face of the eldest apprentice of the master uncle, you can feel his coldness from three miles away. He is also very good-looking. Not bad, but do you see any female cultivators coming forward? Even Senior Sister Luo, who is thick-skinned, keeps away from him."

In fact, most of Yujianzong's sword cultivators are like this, ruthless and decisive in killing.However, Huamuting is a different kind. He has a gentle temperament, considerate and delicate, and is not suitable for the cold profession of sword cultivator. A unique set of Spring Wind and Rain Sword.

The sword technique is not sharp, but it casts a net in silence, leaving the opponent with nowhere to hide.But the biggest weakness is that Huamuting’s sword is more than fine and precise, but not murderous enough. The Spring Wind and Rain Sword generally only sees blood and does not kill people. One hit.

"Well, senior brother, you also put on a paralyzed face, let me see." Su Wei decided to teach the senior brother well.

An hour later, Su Wei gave up completely.He also wondered, with the same handsome face, that senior brother is a refrigerator, and his own senior brother is a heater. Even when Huamuting is glaring at people, it doesn't have the slightest deterrent effect, but makes people want to touch it. He teases him.

So Su Wei gave another suggestion: "I heard that there are masks to conceal the appearance, let's find an ordinary one to wear. The body, hair and skin, should not be damaged by the parents. In fact, I think, the cultivation base is still Most importantly, as long as your cultivation base is invincible, brother, as long as you refuse, how many of those female cultivators will come forward desperately?"

Huamuting bought a mask in Qinglian City to block the inspection of the gods and put it on, and then took his junior brother to stroll around Qinglian Xiancheng. Sword repairers generally do not fake foreign objects except their natal swords, so they are very concerned about magic tools, talismans, There is not much demand for pills, so this line of business is mainly to increase Su Wei's knowledge.

Most of the people wandering around in the fairy city were Qi training and foundation building monks, and the alchemy monk from Huamu Court came, and the journey was unimpeded, and no one dared to make trouble.

After leisurely strolling around the shops on the main street, Su Wei didn't buy anything except a cassock. There was nothing he could do.I came to the place where casual repairers set up stalls again. Although the quality here is generally not as good as that of shops, some of the whimsical ideas of casual repairers are really interesting. lifelike, and the naive attitude of the civet cat is vividly produced.

Su Wei was not interested in those things, so he looked around casually. Suddenly, there was another violent fluctuation in his consciousness, and the voice was very urgent: "Master, master, I want that, I want that!" Su Wei stopped Footsteps, followed the guide to see that this is an ore stall, all of which are low-grade ore, and the quality is not very good. The stall owner is probably a lazy person, so he just piled it there casually.

Su Wei squatted down and pulled out a pile of ore seemingly casually: "How many spirit stones are these?"

"Thirty spirit stones." Spirit stones are divided into upper, middle and lower grades, and the most widely circulated are lower-grade spirit stones, so general spirit stones refer to lower-grade spirit stones.

The owner of the booth is an elderly male cultivator with seven levels of qi training. He looks very poor. His bone age is around 140, and his lifespan is not much.Seeing that the buyer finally came, his slightly turbid eyes lit up, and he didn't make any fuss when he saw Su Wei's face clearly. After all, his age and experience were there, and his eyesight trained over the years was there. For himself, the price he offered was fair.

Su Wei was even more straightforward, directly took out thirty spirit stones and threw them down, then put the pile of ores he had drawn into his storage bag.

Cheerful cheers came from the consciousness, but Su Wei just smiled and didn't talk to it.I haven't settled with it for its temper tantrum today, so we'll talk about it later in the evening.

Huamuting bought a bunch of small animal puppets, and as it was getting dark, the two went back to the inn to rest.

As soon as he entered his room, Su Wei set up the formation, then blinked his eyes, and disappeared into the room out of thin air, as if no one had ever entered the room.