Mortal bone

"What's up, what's up?"

"Did Seventh Peak win?"

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, on a fairy chariot pulled by two spirit birds, Liu Chuxuan, the lord of the Nine Palaces, anxiously asked the oriole sitting opposite him.

"Palace master, don't be in a hurry, the enchantment of Yunlu Mountain is very troublesome, and the jade slips are sometimes ineffective when sending messages, and it is useless to be anxious."

The oriole held a jade slip in its hand and said without raising its head.

"This Qingxuan sect is so old-fashioned that it doesn't change. It doesn't even want to set up a communication spirit array inside the sect. If it weren't for the soul contract from that year, I really want to find other eight houses and give it to me."

Liu Chuxuan slapped his thigh suddenly, and said angrily.

"Oh, don't worry, Palace Master, Xu Taiping will be fine. The meeting in the Land of Thousand Buddhas was much more dangerous than it is now. Didn't he survive?"

Huang Que continued to inject spiritual power into the communication jade slips, while perfunctoryly saying to Palace Master Liu.

"Well……"

At this moment, in the innermost position of the fairy chariot, a small figure sat up yawning and stretching.

That little figure, wearing a pink skirt with a bun on her head, was clearly a little girl about seven or eight years old.

This little girl's skin is as white as fat, with a pair of big black eyes, she looks like a porcelain doll.

But when Huang Que and Liu Chuxuan saw her waking up, they moved their buttocks away together as if facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, after rubbing her eyes, the little girl turned her head to look at Huang Que and said, "Father, I want to drink milk."

Huang Que was shocked when he heard the words, and waved his hands again and again:

"Master, I, I, my apprentice Huang Que!"

"Oh, it's you trash."

The little girl gave the oriole a white look.

The oriole wants to cry but has no tears.

After recognizing the oriole, the little girl immediately lost interest in him, and instead looked at the Palace Master Liu Chuxuan.

"Father, I want to drink milk."

The little girl stretched out her hand towards Liu Chuxuan.

"Old Ancestor, I, Liu Chuxuan, used to buy you wine every day!"

Liu Chuxuan said with a mournful face.

"What about my father?"

The little girl became nervous when she heard this.

"Old Ancestor, your father passed away a long time ago, besides, you can't drink milk even if you look for your father!"

Liu Chuxuan only felt extremely tired.

"Who said my father passed away?"

Hearing this, the little girl jumped from her seat to Liu Chuxuan's seat, then waved her small fists and kept hitting Liu Chuxuan, saying:

"I want my dad, I want my dad, I want my dad, get my dad back, get my dad back!"

The fist that seemed to be only the size of a small steamed bun weighed as much as a thousand catties when it hit Liu Chuxuan's body. This fist hit one after another with "bang bang bang", almost did not break Liu Chuxuan's old bones.

The point is that while the fists were falling, the little girl gradually changed from a porcelain doll-like girl to a tall and mighty man.

The power of his fist became even greater.

"Single bird, why are you still standing there, feed the medicine quickly!"

Liu Chuxuan, whose mouth was bleeding from the blow, glared at Huang Que.

"Master! Master's disciples have prepared your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake!"

At this time, Huang Que came out with a plate of pastries, and at the same time quickly stuffed a pill into the pastry.

As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, the tall man in the pink skirt turned his head away.

"Don't say it earlier! Waste!"

The man snatched the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

"belch……"

After eating, he hiccupped, then looked at Liu Chuxuan with a confused look and said, "Hey, who's little brother is this? Come on, let me give you a kiss."

Upon hearing this, Liu Chuxuan immediately covered his chest with both hands, then looked at Huang Que nervously and said:

"Think of something, think of something quickly!"

"Palace Master, I can't help it. I've told you long ago that my master's mind fluctuates from good to bad!"

The oriole looked helpless.

And the tall man whom Huang Que called Master had already pouted and kissed Liu Chuxuan.

"do not!"

Seeing this, Liu Chuxuan raised his palm and was about to pat the man, but before he could pat, he was stopped by the oriole.

"Palace master, don't be impulsive. You have angered my master at this time, and we will all die!"

The oriole explained quickly.

"What should I do?"

Liu Chuxuan yelled at Huang Que while pushing the man out forcefully.

"Just... I can only wrong you, Palace Master... sacrifice... Hue."

The oriole stammered a little.

Hearing this, Liu Chuxuan closed his eyes in despair.

But just when Liu Chuxuan was about to die generously, the tall man suddenly fell to the ground with a "plop".

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, the medicinal power of the Xinshen Pill has finally taken effect."

Huang Que looked at the master who had turned back into a little girl on the ground, and let out a long breath.

Palace Master Liu wiped the sweat from his brow with lingering fear and said:

"What kind of kung fu did your master practice to make himself look like this!"

The oriole sighed and said:

"I didn't know, 30 years ago, he came out of the last retreat with this appearance. He called people daddy when he saw someone, beat him if he didn't recognize him, and drank if he recognized him... Sigh!..."

Hearing this, Palace Master Liu felt only a little bit afraid.

"There is no way this time, the old man will never provoke this old lunatic again."

Liu Chuxuan repeatedly waved his hands.

"Master, there is news!"

While the two were talking, Huang Que habitually glanced at the jade slip in his hand, unexpectedly there was an extra line of words on the jade slip that had been silent for a long time.

"how?"

Liu Chuxuan looked at Huang Que nervously.