Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Dragon, as a mythical creature that has existed in legends since ancient times, no one has seen it, but everyone knows its image.

People can outline its power just by imagining it.

It seems to be a common memory deep in the heart.

"You have even seen a female unicorn, so what's the big deal about a dragon."

Little Liuli pouted in her mind.

It reminded Han Yu of Mr. Lin, whom he met some time ago. Isn't there a mythical creature in his body?

"The effect of dragon blood is too strong, so how strong should it be?"

Han Yu secretly speculated, how strong should the "person" who can fight it or even hurt it be.

"Instead of thinking about this, you might as well think about when Pingzi will wake up. It has been sleeping for seven days."

Little Liuli crossed her cheeks with both hands and said dissatisfiedly.

"If it sleeps for a year or two, you can wait to be hunted down by that old pharmacist!"

Han Yu's face darkened. This guy has to remind himself from time to time that there are still a few days left before he is hunted down.

"Also, the drunkard next to you fell asleep."

Xiao Liuli reminded him again.

Han Yu came back to his senses, turned his head and looked, stunned.

During this moment of distraction, Huangfu Liang didn't know how much he had drunk. Now he was holding the big gourd and sleeping soundly on the old, dusty wooden table with his head tilted.

No, buddy, it's totally unreasonable for you to get drunk in the realm of peeping at the gods. This is not a cultivator at all.

Just now, Huangfu Liang was still joking that it was a waste to use cultivation to dissipate the alcohol after drinking. I didn't expect him to be so sincere.

"Brother Huangfu, please get rid of the alcohol when you wake up."

Han Yu helplessly stretched out his hand to put on his shoulder and shook him gently.

This is not causing trouble for others!

If you get drunk, then I will take care of you or not.

A big burp hit Han Yu's face, Huangfu Liang turned his head and continued to sleep on the other side.

Looking at the dust on one side of his face, Han Yu looked helpless.

Blaze!

He is so bold that he dares to get drunk like this when he just met someone by chance.

Han Yu thought about the base that Yixian mentioned. He was going to go there anyway, so it didn't matter if there was one more person, so he just picked him up.

Just as Xiao Liuli described, Huangfu Liang was a well-deserved drunkard. Even when he was drunk like this, he still held the big gourd in his arms tightly.

With Han Yu's current physical strength, he could still walk briskly even with someone in his arms, but there was a little problem.

Where is the entrance to Beiyuan Hutong?

The whole city was like a dead city. There was no one on the street outside, and even no one could be found to ask for directions.

Since it was Beiyuan Hutong, it must be right to go north, right?

As a result, Han Yu carried the person to a ruin.

Blaze!

Han Yu turned his head with a dark face and walked south again. This time it was not a ruin, but the location was wrong!

After going around in circles for several times, Han Yu carried the drunkard to the east of the city in silence under a crooked tree.

Is it that Yixian can't tell the directions?

Or do the people who built the city like to play word games?

Why is there a Beiyuan Hutong in the east of the city?

Opposite the crooked tree is a dilapidated mansion. Maybe the original owner was rich, but it has been buried in the dust by the years.

Outside the mansion, a large wooden sign is inserted on the side of the door like a tombstone, and the three words "Ziqiang Sect" are written in a flamboyant style.

When he came to look for it, Han Yu had already made enough preparations in his heart, so he didn't seem surprised.

As long as it's not a firewood room.

"Han Yu!"

Xiao Liuli suddenly shouted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Pingzi is going to wake up."

Han Yu's expression moved. He had been sleeping for seven days. What changes will happen after waking up this time?

Xiao Liuli kept urging in his mind.

Shouldn't... another weapon spirit come out?

"Hurry up and find a place where no one is."

Seeing that Xiao Liuli was urging him, Han Yu could only leave Huangfu Liang in the yard for the time being, and then hurriedly flapped his wings...

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Ye Hei looked at Ou Mingdong's dejected look, and felt a little guilty after all.

It's okay if you like someone else!

You make it difficult for me!

"I know what you are thinking, and I won't hide it from you. I told the sect master that you wanted to go to Tianning Mansion."

Ou Mingdong sighed and shook his head, smiling bitterly, "I know what kind of person Senior Brother Ye is. I'm afraid this matter makes you too embarrassed."

Wushuang Building and Mo Family have been disliking each other for a long time. He doesn't blame Ye Hei. With Ye Hei's status in Wushuang Building, if he really wants to embarrass him, he can just reject him at the beginning.

Instead of informing the sect master and then telling himself.

Ou Mingdong's character was also deeply appreciated by Ye Hei. He had the manners of a young master from an aristocratic family, and was also a bit elegant. He was humble and talented.

Now that he had broken into the realm of peeping into the spirit, his future development in the sect would definitely not be low. It was really not worth it for the daughter of the Su family.

He thought so and persuaded it out loud.

A beautiful figure was reflected in Ou Mingdong's eyes, and he shook his head slightly.

"Emotions are always blind, so where do the gains and losses come from?"

Ye Hei looked at him in surprise, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He admired not Ou Mingdong's views on emotions.

But Ou Mingdong's unyielding spirit... and his face.

If I didn't know that you were defeated every time, I would have felt that you two were in love after hearing this.

"It's impossible to let you go to Tianning Prefecture. You should stay in Qingzhou for a while. The opportunity there is like a joke now. If you go, you can have it. If not, just take it as an experience."

"It's okay if you don't find the blood ganoderma. I can help you get back. If you want to come back in three or two months, just write a letter and I will bring you back."

It must be said that Ye Hei is really considerate of his fellow disciples. No wonder the disciples up and down Wushuang Building are very convinced of him.

So Ou Mingdong could hardly blame him from beginning to end.

"You will leave the day after tomorrow, but you will leave the sect today. I think the brothers in the sect can't see it."

Ye Hei suddenly blinked and gave him a look.

It's okay to give you two days to try to get a cold shoulder. It depends on you whether you can understand it.

Ou Mingdong was not stupid either. He quickly bowed his hands and thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Ye Hei still worriedly told him, "Don't let fellow disciples outside see you."

"I will definitely not make things difficult for you, Senior Brother."

Ou Mingdong clasped his fists.

"No, I'm afraid that when the elder hits you, I won't be able to stop him."

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"Who wants to stop me?"

The elder turned around and said to the seven people behind him.

He was the one who came up with the idea, so he naturally took action. He grabbed the neck of the King of Ginseng with both hands and held it tightly.

"Let me do it!"

An old man came out and put his hands on the shoulders of the elder.

"I'll do it next!"

Voices rang out from time to time, and soon they became one.

"This time we are not destroying the King of Ginseng violently, so everyone can do their best."

The elder still worriedly turned around and gave a few more instructions.

The eight people didn't even dare to release too much spiritual power, so they would rather use their physical bodies to do it.

"Get up!"

An order was given.

Eight different spiritual powers instantly filled their bodies, and there was a chaotic sound under their feet, but the feet of the eight people were all sunk into the ground to stabilize their figures.

Creaking sounds continued to come from the ginseng king, and the elder suddenly exerted force with both hands.

"Pull!"

With a burst of explosions, the entire island shook violently.

A "hissing" sound spread, and the eight people looked surprised.

Luo Yuqi was terrified in his heart, but his eyes could only watch all this without any ripples.

These bastards really skinned me...