Quick Transmigration Fancy Raiders Handbook of Male Gods

Chapter 94 Chief Female Disciple vs Supreme Immortal Venerable (6)

"Master, is it because this disciple is too ugly that he can't show his true colors?"

Xia Weiliang said as she pulled the tightly wrapped scarf around her face.

After she went down the mountain, she was dragged into the inn by Feng Xingchen as soon as she passed a small town, and she was wrapped up on her face before letting her go.

"No."

Feng Xingchen took a sip of tea and replied.

"Then why?"

While speaking, Xia Weiliang was so aggrieved that she wanted to tear off the scarf on her face.

"No."

Seeing that Xia Weiliang was about to tear off the turban from her head, Feng Xingchen immediately stopped her.

"Why? It's not that the apprentice is too ugly to see people, why can't he see people with his true colors?"

Xia Weiliang thought that Feng Xingchen thought she was ugly, and said with a stomach full of grievances.

"There are flower pickers in town, be careful."

Although they are all practitioners, they are also afraid that the thief will have some crooked ways. If they follow the way, Feng Xingchen can't imagine the consequences.

"I'm sorry, disciple misunderstood Master."

Seeing that Feng Xingchen was only worried that he would be targeted by flower pickers, rather than really dislike her, he smiled happily.

"It's okay. It's best to be careful when you're out."

Feng Xingchen took the opportunity to educate Xia Weiliang.

"Yes, disciple, keep it in mind."

As long as Feng Xingchen doesn't really dislike her, it's fine, Xia Weiliang nodded her head like a pest.

at night.

There was a strong wind outside the house, and the house was so silent that even a needle could be heard falling.

At this moment, a man in black, wearing a half-face mask, lay outside the window, punctured the window paper, and blew a puff of smoke into the house.

After waiting for a few seconds, the man in black opened the window and jumped in from outside the house.

Slowly, the man in black touched the side of the bed and reached out to the person under the quilt.

"What's up?"

As soon as the man in black put his hands on the quilt, a voice sounded above his head.

The man in black looked up, and saw the woman who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, but was sitting on the door beam of the room, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"you……"

Seeing this, the man in black immediately turned around and wanted to run towards the window.

But Xia Weiliang was already prepared, flew down, grabbed the man in black by the back collar, slid him around, turned back and pressed him to the ground, and touched a rope from nowhere , bound the hands of the man in black.

"Tell me, who sent you here."

After tying up the man in black, Xia Weiliang patted the dust off his hands, sat down on the chair, picked up the tea beside him and drank it.

The man in black didn't speak, Xia Weiliang was not in a hurry, and just sat there waiting for the man in black to speak.

For an entire hour, Xia Weiliang drank tea for two hours, while the man in black crawled on the ground, pretending to be a dead person for two hours.

"Damn! You're a dead duck, I'm going to teach you to be a man again!"

Like a chicken, he picked up the man in black from the ground, walked out of the room, pushed open the door of Feng Xingchen's room opposite, and threw the man in black in.

"Master, this man wants to attack the apprentice at night."

Stepping into Feng Xingchen's room, Xia Weiliang has a completely different face, eyes full of fear.

The man in black was taken aback for a moment. Is this the Strong Woman who picked him up like a chicken just now?

Not alone at all!
"Are you all right?"

Feng Xingchen opened his eyes when there was movement in Xia Weiliang's house.

And the reason why he didn't move was because he knew that a little man in black wouldn't do any harm to her.

But looking at Xia Weiliang's appearance, Feng Xingchen realized that this seemed to be the first time his apprentice had encountered such a thing, and it was normal to be a little panicked.

"Tu'er is fine, but this man refuses to say who sent him here."

Xia Weiliang also admired the perseverance of the man in black.

"Oh?"

Feng Xingchen finally turned his gaze to the invisible man in black.

Feng Xingchen's coercion, as well as the scrutiny of his eyes, all persecuted the man in black.

The man in black was tied up, and his forehead was still sweating.

When the man in black was about to be unable to withstand Feng Xingchen's coercion, someone moved.

Not far away, a flute sounded.

The sound of the flute is not very pleasant, but it has a disturbing effect.

Both Feng Xingchen and Xia Weiliang frowned, and at this moment, the man in black moved and sat up in a strange posture, with veins all over his body bulging. Before they could do anything, he saw the black The clothed man was bleeding from seven holes and fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Master..."

Xia Weiliang frowned and looked at the fallen human in black.

"Xiajiuquan's cult technique."

Feng Xingchen's brows were also furrowed, and he muttered.

"Master, what is Xia Jiuquan's cult technique?"

Xia Weiliang asked suspiciously.

"Xiajiuquan is a sect that has been at odds with the Supreme Peak for thousands of years, and the techniques they practice are all about using the undead to control living creatures for their own use."

Feng Xingchen took a look at the man in black who had already died, and said.

"But why do people who go to Jiuquan find disciples?"

Now, Xia Weiliang really couldn't figure it out, she had been practicing on Jingting Mountain these days, and she didn't offend anyone, how could she offend people from Xiajiuquan.

"This is exactly what the teacher wants to ask you, have you offended anyone recently?"

Feng Xingchen thought that when they came down the mountain, someone came looking for them. It was obvious that their whereabouts were either exposed, or they had followed them since they got off the mountain.

It's just that the possibility of the former is a little higher.

Because the people going down to Jiuquan are not all people who have nothing to do, and they don't have time to wait for them at the foot of Jingting Mountain. After all, they don't know when he will bring his disciples down the mountain.

After thinking about it, Feng Xingchen felt that there was an inner ghost in Xiajiuquan in Wushang Peak, and the other party's position was not low!

"Offend people? No, the apprentice has been in the door for three months, and he has been honestly staying on the mountain to practice hard. Apart from the master, he has never seen anyone else, let alone offended."

Xia Weiliang was also scratching her head.

"By the way, when I first ascended the peak, the head daughter and the senior disciples under the head said they had something to tell me, but I was called to a remote place by them, and they broke the tendons of the hands and hamstrings of the disciples , if it wasn't for the apprentice's adventure, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to become the master's apprentice now."

Xia Weiliang suddenly thought of what happened when she first ascended the Supreme Peak.

"Tear off the tendons of your hands and hamstrings?"

Feng Xingchen frowned tightly, and stopped his gaze on Xia Weiliang's wrist and ankle.

"It's been fine for a long time, thanks to that adventure, if it doesn't leave a scar, it won't look good."

Saying that, Xia Weiliang rolled up her sleeves, showed her smooth and white arms, and said with a smile.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. It doesn't look good at all."

Feng Xingchen rubbed Xia Weiliang's head with distressed eyes.

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