Mix in Douluo to raise plants

On the fifth day of the entrance examination, at the gate of the Soul Hunting Forest.

Yang Jiu pinched the mustache at the corner of his mouth and rubbed it gently. His eyes seemed plain, but in fact, there was a shadow hidden in the deepest part.

"There is no news at all. What on earth is this bastard Wang Yue doing? Is there another accident? Or, the guy ran away with his people. How dare he!"

His anger was unknown, but it left a deep mark on the soles of his feet.

"Elder, our team is back."

A senior brother who led a large team came to Yang Jiu to report, but his expression was not normal. He was a little panicked, his eyes flickered from side to side, and after hesitating for a moment, he said: "That elder, there is a disciple in our team who is missing. .'

He finished speaking quickly, clenched his fists, lowered his head, and prepared to accept the elder's scolding.

But Yang Jiu's reaction was beyond his expectation, and he said calmly: "Oh, that's right."

"If I'm right, it should be that disciple."

Yang Jiu pointed to Zhao Meng who was huddled in the corner, hugging his knees and looking depressed. The senior brother raised his head, walked to Zhao Meng and looked at him several times, and said to Yang Jiu: "Yes, that's him."

Yang Jiu glanced at him, withdrew his gaze, and responded indifferently: "That disciple voluntarily gave up the assessment."

"Oh, so that's the case."

The senior brother said softly, and glanced at Zhao Meng with disgust. The dissatisfaction in his eyes was unclear whether it was because Zhao Meng had left him without saying goodbye and had frightened him these past few days, or because he felt sad for his junior brother's cowardice in running away from the battle.

Yang Jiu swept through the people gathered together, took out a roster, and told the senior brother to check the names of all the people in the team, and then shouted to everyone: "Since we are all here, hurry up and get on the carriage." Bar."

"Well, elder, there seems to be another pair."

After the senior brother checked all the members in his team, he glanced at the list and found that there was still a junior brother named Fang Mian and a disciple named Wang Yue who had not arrived.

"Oh, really?" Yang Jiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. After thinking for a moment, he said to him, "You guys go back first. I'll just wait here."

"OK."

The senior brother respectfully handed the list back to the elder, and then organized the junior brothers to get on the bus.

At this time, three figures walked out of the gate, one of which was a little boy, wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

The three of them walked straight towards the team.

Yang Jiu looked at the boy, his pupils shrinking into needle-like shapes in shock, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists. He knew that something must have happened, and Wang Yue might have been in an accident. He turned to look at the young man in black robes, and for some reason, He subconsciously felt that this young man was not easy to mess with. He released his senses. If he was not strong, the people here would...

When the perception touched the young man, an immense aura pressed down on him. Yang Jiu staggered back a few steps, his expression no longer controlled and showed panic.

Gu Rong noticed his detection, looked at him, and asked with a smile: "You are the leader of this assessment, right?"

Yang Jiu put away his expression, made vigilant movements, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you! Why are you with the disciples of our sect."

He asked Fang Mian again: "Where is the disciple who took you into the forest?"

Gu Rong looked at him with satisfaction and nodded: "Your vigilance is good. I am the Bone Douluo worshiped by the sect, Gu Rong. As for the disciple who took him into the forest, he is already dead."

"Bone....Bone Douluo!!!"

The eyes of everyone present were instantly focused on the young man, with admiration, admiration, and enthusiasm, and they all exclaimed.

Bone Douluo glanced sideways at Fang Mian, which meant that he saw it or not. This should be a normal reaction for normal people to see a strong Douluo.

"Dead..." Yang Jiu was also shocked by the appearance of Bone Douluo, but he was more concerned about why Wang Yue died. He carefully and respectfully lowered his posture and asked: "Bone offering, Yang Jiu dared to ask. , why did that disciple die? Did he encounter some kind of accident? "

Bone Douluo picked his ears and said nonchalantly: "Ah, actually it's nothing. That guy is an undercover agent sent by other sects to our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect. The goal is to catch this kid. He will attack him not long after entering the forest." , I just came and killed him casually. "

After obtaining the soul ring, Fang Mian originally planned to leave the forest to see if he could return to the sect quickly, but Bone Douluo persuaded him to stay and go with them to find a suitable soul ring for Ning Rongrong. Mian was unwilling at first, but then Bone Douluo said that he had killed the disciple who led him for the assessment. If he only relied on his own words to say that the other party was an undercover agent, no one would believe it.

If Fang Mian stayed with them for a few more days, then Bone Douluo would help him resist the matter of killing his fellow disciples, so Fang Mian agreed.

In fact, Bone Douluo left Fang Mian behind just to take the opportunity to show off his power. After learning that he was a strong Douluo man, this kid was initially shocked but had no other reaction. Bone Douluo felt that This kid must have some misunderstanding about Douluo's power and wants to keep him by his side to show off.

But the effect was a failure. After all, Ning Rongrong didn't need a very powerful soul ring. Bone Douluo could take down a hundred-year-level soul beast with just one hand. He couldn't show anything at all, and it didn't cause Fang Mian's attitude to change. .

Of course, even though the goal was not achieved in the end, Bone Douluo would not break the promise he had made before.

"So that's it. I didn't expect Wang Yue to be an undercover agent. It's really unbelievable." Yang Jiu said this, but if someone looks closely at his facial expression, they can see that the corners of his mouth are twitching crazily.

Damn Wang Yue, he couldn't die peacefully, he even exposed the existence of the Holy Sect. Damn it, I should have killed him long ago. No, I have to find an opportunity to leave the Qibao Glazed Sect quickly, otherwise I will be in danger, As for that kid...

Seeing that Yang Jiu simply believed him, Bone Douluo was not prepared to explain more. He said, "Okay, there's nothing else to do now. Is there still a carriage? You don't mind if we take a ride."

"Of course I don't mind, Lord Bone Douluo."

The disciples said all kinds of things.

The group quickly got on the carriage and drove towards the sect.

three days later.

At the gate of the farm, Fang Mian stretched out, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a relaxed expression: "I'm finally back. The past ten days have been really tiring!"

He twisted his shoulders, thinking that he must have a good sleep after going back. Sleeping with him for three days and three nights would relieve his fatigue. Well, that's it.

While thinking about it, Fang Mian walked towards the direction of the mansion.

From a distance, he saw the door of the mansion open and the master's round figure walking out.

"Master, did you come out to greet me after hearing the news about my return? Alas, master is so kind. In fact, there is no need for this."

Fang Mian thought happily, quickened his pace and ran up, waving and shouting: "Master, I'm back."

Elder Wu heard the sound, turned to look at him, and shouted in surprise: "Fang Mian, you are back!"

"Uh, what do you mean? Master, didn't you know the news about my return and come back to greet me?" Fang Mian ran to the door and stopped, looking at the master strangely.

Elder Wu smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, I am..."

At this time, a chuckle came from inside the door, "Hahaha, this must be Elder Wu's apprentice."

The door was pushed open, and a big boy with long hair flying, a graceful figure, handsome appearance, wearing a dignified white robe with gold edges, and a noble temperament in every move walked out. He smiled warmly and looked at Fang Mian. .

Elder Wu said to the young man: "Your Highness, the eldest prince, this is my apprentice, Fang Mian."

"Fang Mian, this is..."

"The eldest prince! Xue Qinghe!" Fang Mian exclaimed before the master could finish the introduction.

Suddenly, the expressions of the three people present changed.

Fang Mian realized that he seemed to have made a mistake, and his eyes shook uneasily.

Elder Wu and Xue Qinghe were startled. After a few seconds, Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes, stared at Fang Mian, and chuckled meaningfully: "It seems that I am still somewhat famous in the Qibao Glazed Sect."

"Yes, Your Highness." Elder Wu didn't know what to say, and smiled foolishly.

Fang Mian was also embarrassed and giggled along with him.