City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 735 Goodbye Mr. Hong

Flying with his sword all the way, Wei Xiao quickly returned to school.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, he immediately felt relaxed all over his body and mind. After getting away from the intrigue of Shujie Island, being in such an extremely relaxed environment like the school really made people feel much more comfortable.

The purpose of his return trip was, firstly, to go to Shiwanda Mountain to see the recovery status of Xiaoshu and Manman, and to go to Kuzhu Peak on the way; secondly, he had already missed too many classes in school, so he had to If he didn't have a good relationship with the instructor, he might have been disqualified from taking the exam if he asked someone to teach for him a few times.

However, always substituting for classes is not a long-term solution. Only when I come back and take a few classes honestly, after the final exam is over, can I let go and play.

Lying on the sofa in the living room for a while, Wei Xiao stood up shaking his head, and inadvertently saw the corner where Ying Gou had been sitting. After so long, the place was covered with dust. It has become obsolete nowadays.

As soon as Wei Xiao saw the floor tiles, Wei Xiao thought of the "Earth Dragon Legacy" he had just acquired. Maybe it's time to refine it into a floor and give it to Ying Gou.

In that place, besides the floor, there was dust all over the floor. As soon as Wei Xiao saw this, he knew that the situation in the other rooms was probably similar to this.

So he smiled faintly, and started a new round of cleaning, completely cleaning the whole house, from the inside to the outside, until the sun was about to set, and it was finally over.

Cleaning for a whole day is not tiring for him, but it is a test of patience, especially as his cultivation base grows, Wei Xiao finds that he is becoming more and more impatient with small things, and often small things that are a little troublesome , can't help but want to use cultivation or spells to solve it.

For example, if you use magic to solve such trivial matters as sweeping the floor, you only need to wave your hand, but if you clean it yourself with a broom, it will not only be troublesome but also a waste of time.

Because of this, he asked himself more and more to be patient, to resist the idea of ​​using spells, and to do it with his own hands.

After cleaning the house and going out for dinner, when Wei Xiao returned to the room again, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

At this time, it was a good time to start practicing, so he tidied up, found a place on the balcony, sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

However, when he was just about to fall into meditation, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a strange movement on the roof of the building next door. With a keen sense of smell, he immediately stood up and opened his eyesight to look for suspicious targets.

"Who? Come forward!" He soon found a dark figure on the roof of the building next door, and the figure seemed to have some background. Even if he had opened his eyesight, he could not recognize the figure in the dark night. His figure could only be vaguely seen as a black shadow.

Under the black shadow, even the light seemed to be blocked, so the supernatural powers couldn't see through it.

As he shouted, the black shadow seemed to move a bit, and then saw the black shadow rise and fall a few times, and then jumped in front of him, revealing its true colors.

"Mr. Hong?" Wei Xiao was taken aback, and couldn't help taking a step back, feeling alert.

As before, Mr. Hong was still dressed in a bright red Taoist robe, with white hair and a childlike face, and his spirit was quite good.

Seeing Wei Xiao's strange behavior, he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What? Is it strange to see me? Why are you so afraid of me, kid?"

"Of course!" Wei Xiao nodded without hesitation, and said, "The people who know that I go to school here can be counted on one hand. I would like to ask how did Mr. Hong know?"

In Wei Xiao's memory, Lu Yuqing was the only one who knew that he was studying here in the cultivation world. Apart from that, the head of Yimeng might also know about it, but it was absolutely impossible for a third person to know.

Why did Mr. Hong know that he was here and come looking for him?
Could it be that he came to avenge his dead disciple?Wei Xiao couldn't help thinking.

"Oh?" Mr. Hong twitched his eyebrows, and suddenly became a little proud, and said, "It's not easy to know your whereabouts, just go to your home..."

"Ah?" The other party hadn't finished speaking, but Wei Xiao's heart was shocked, and he realized something instantly.

Indeed, as early as this year's Chinese New Year, Mr. Hong had been to his home and knew who his parents were, so it was normal to know news about him.

However, the means by which Mr. Hong got the news is somewhat debatable.

Seeing Mr. Hong's smug face, Wei Xiao couldn't help thinking of some methods of cultivators. For them, in order to achieve their goals, most of them can ignore the feelings of ordinary people, and even ignore life and death. My parents were also killed by Mr. Hong...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being furious, and asked loudly, "What did you do at my house?"

Mr. Hong raised his eyebrows, and answered in doubt, "Go and ask about your whereabouts."

"Didn't use any means?" Wei Xiao continued to ask.

"Means? I just came to ask... Oh, yes, I told them that I am the master you met outside, and then your parents told me." Mr. Hong looked relaxed, not at all like It's like lying.

After listening to this explanation, Wei Xiao finally heaved a sigh of relief, calmed down, and said coldly: "You are not my master, please don't misidentify your apprentice!"

From the moment he received the inheritance of the Witch Clan, he was considered the inheritor of the Witch Clan. The only person who could serve as his master was the author of the "Witch Code" and the previous king of the Witch Clan.

Although this Mr. Hong in front of him seems to be nice to him, Wei Xiao has no idea or plan to regard him as a master.

"Hehe...it doesn't matter if you admit it or not, anyway, I have already regarded you as my disciple." After being rejected directly, Mr. Hong was not angry at all, but said with a playful smile.

Wei Xiao had no choice but to snort coldly in protest.

However, he glanced at Mr. Hong, and soon came to his senses, and asked loudly, "You worked so hard to inquire about my whereabouts, and you came here secretly, what do you want?"

"Hey!" Mr. Hong suddenly smiled at this question, and instead of answering directly, he changed the subject and asked suddenly: "Recently, I heard that there is a Jindan disciple in Yunmeng Pavilion. I don't know if you know it or not." ?”

"Yunmeng Pavilion, disciple of Jindan Realm?"

Wei Xiao muttered something in a low voice, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and complained in his heart: I not only know that Yunmeng Pavilion has Gold Core disciples, but I even know that there are already eight of them!

(End of this chapter)