Quick travel: The host stabbed himself when he became ruthless

Chapter 158 Little Jiaojiao Will Be Bored
"Ahem, I'm very pleased that you have this kind of filial piety as a teacher. As a teacher, your foundation has been damaged, so you can't heal for a long time. I want you to do something for my teacher. I don't know if you would like it?" Xuan Master Yu tightly held Su Ming's sleeve and said.

"I don't know what the master wants the apprentice to do?" Su Ming asked.

"You find a way to sneak into the Huanyin Sect, kill a few disciples and plant them on He Jiayu's head, and then pretend to be He Jiayu and do evil outside for a while." Master Xuanyu's eyes flashed viciously, and his facial features were distorted Said.

"He Jiayu, this heavenly demon, no matter whether he has done anything outrageous or unreasonable, I will implement this matter, so that the two of them, master and apprentice, will not be tolerated by the world."

"Yes, Master!" Su Ming answered with his head down.

In the Xuanyin Sect, the fairy sounds are curling up, and the green smoke burning in the incense burner is misty.

Hundreds of birds dance in the air, pavilions and pavilions are erected, and the smoke is lingering, like a nine-level fairyland.

"Hurry up, the celestial lords are in high spirits now, just waiting for the wine!" A middle-aged man urged.

Su Ming held the wine and followed behind the team with his head down, looking around vigilantly.

He took out a pill from his sleeve, quickly put it into the wine jar, and calmly followed the team into the hall.

The man in Tsing Yi sitting at the front seat saw the wine delivery person coming, stopped plucking the strings, and said with a smile.

"Junior Brothers, this wine has been treasured by me for many years, and I specially brought it out for everyone to taste today."

Everyone in the hall was overjoyed, among them a man in blue who was sitting at the bottom said with a smile.

"I have long heard that senior brother has preserved several altars of fine wine, called Immortal Drunk, which means that even if an immortal drinks it, he will be drunk to death. I don't know if the jars of fine wine brought out by senior senior brother today are immortal drunk."

"It's the immortal drunk!" The man in Tsing Yi replied with a smile.

"That's really great. Today I must taste this Immortal Drunk to see if it is as strong as the legend." The man in blue laughed.

After the wine delivery team withdrew, Su Ming stood guard at the door alone, waiting for the noise in the hall to gradually quiet down.

Su Ming, who was guarding outside the hall, had a cold light in his eyes. He took out a leech as big as a palm from his storage bag, pushed open the door of the hall and walked in.

When it was only half a stick of incense, the door of the palace was opened from the inside, and a slender man walked out, with a leech half a man's height twisting beside him.

Half a month later, in a remote town of cultivating immortals, Ming Yuejiao was walking around in the lively market, and He Jiayu followed closely behind in a white dress and a veiled hat.

"Jiayu, come quickly and have a look. There are clay dolls here. These little animals are so lifelike that they are really cute."

Looking through the curtains, He Jiayu saw several lifelike and adorable animals such as dogs, cats, and tigers placed on the stall.

With a smile, he said fondly, "If you like, you can choose a few and put them at home."

The stall was an old man with a gray beard, and he said with a smile when he heard this.

"If the lady likes it, I can make a pair of little clay figurines for the lady and your father-in-law to put in the house, which can add a bit of fun."

Hearing this, Ming Yuejiao was also a little moved, but He Jiayu's current appearance was not suitable for appearing in front of the world, it was scary.

Just say regretfully, "My husband is not suitable for meeting people, so please ask master to help me make a little clay figurine like me!"

He Jiayu couldn't help but curl up her lips slightly when Ming Yuejiao said that she was her husband-in-law to outsiders, and she was very happy.

But when he thought about how he looked now, he couldn't stand upright with his master, and he felt very regretful. He really wanted to make a little clay figure like himself and stand next to his master's little clay figure.

I felt even more regretful in my heart, why was I suddenly bewitched by Wan Gui Banner at that time?
Otherwise, there is no need to implicate Master and hide with him now!
"Girl, it's done."

Ming Yuejiao looked at the little clay figurine standing in the master's hand, wearing a blue dress with a few white peonies embroidered on the skirt.

There wasn't one originally, but she begged He Jiayu to embroider it for her.

Her eyebrows are cool and beautiful, her face is beautiful, her thick hair is held up casually with a few hostas, and a few of them hang down and fall on her shoulders, which gives her a different kind of aura.

"The craftsman is very good, this clay figurine is very similar to me." Ming Yuejiao was about to pick up the clay figurine from the old man.

It was overtaken by another big hand.

Turning around in surprise, Ming Yuejiao looked at the owner of the big hands and asked, "Do you like this little clay figurine?"

"Hmm!" He Jiayu said a little shyly.

"Can Jiaojiao give me this clay figurine?"

"Hahahaha!" Before Ming Yuejiao could speak, the old master laughed.

"It seems that this young gentleman really puts the little lady on the top of his heart."

Hearing the old master's teasing, He Jiayu's ears started to feel hot.

Carefully hold the clay figurine in the palm of your hand, for fear that it will be broken if you are not careful.

Really couldn't see He Jiayu holding the clay figurine and didn't dare to move it, so Ming Yuejiao bought a wooden box at the booth and handed it to He Jiayu.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you. It's just that it doesn't matter if you keep holding it like this. Put the little clay figurine in the box!"

He Jiayu looked at the rough wooden box with some distaste, frowning slightly.

"This box is too crude, Xiao Jiaojiao will dislike it."

"She won't, I am her body, I know."

Seeing what Ming Yuejiao said, He Jiayu had no choice but to reluctantly put the clay figurine into the box.

Just when Ming Yuejiao was about to close the box, He Jiayu hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't close the box, Xiao Jiaojiao will get bored."

"She won't be stuffy, she can't even breathe, she's just a clay figurine!" Mingyue said with a wooden face.

"Xiao Jiaojiao also wants to see the outside world!" He Jiayu said unwillingly.

"No, she doesn't want to!" With a snap, Ming Yuejiao mercilessly closed the wooden box.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the teacher's loud laughter.

Seeing Ming Yuejiao's stinky face, He Jiayu also realized that he was indeed a bit naive just now.

He hid the wooden box in his bosom with great care, and asked with a blushing handsome face.

"Jiaojiao, you've been shopping all morning, are you tired? I see a tea house not far ahead, why don't you go there and rest for a while."

"That's fine, as long as you don't do anything weird, I have no problem." Ming Yuejiao said expressionlessly.

These words made He Jiayu feel that his face was burning even more. If it weren't for this curtain to block it, his face would be scary red.

There were several tables of non-local guests in the teahouse. As soon as Ming Yuejiao and He Jiayu were seated, they heard a man at the table next to him say something.

"I don't know if you have heard of the existence of the Heavenly Demon?"

(End of this chapter)