After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

"hiss……"

Song Xi touched the goose bumps on his body.

In fact, there are very few things she is afraid of, but this time she is really afraid.

It's too fucking hot.

Song Xi chose not to look sideways, and walked stiffly, like a dog chasing, directly with the same hands and feet, rolling and crawling into the innermost courtyard.

The sound of pushing the courtyard door was too loud, and Fu Xiu, who was still chatting inside, was startled by Song Xi, and they all looked up.

"How did you get along?"

The talisman master who was closest to the door was puzzled, without showing any face, "Little monk, are you all right?"

Song Xi stood silently: "..."

Oops, another big project for the toe.

Regardless of her death, she looked around and was relieved to see a group of talisman cultivators inside that were fairly normal.

Fortunately, fortunately, she was still able to catch her breath.

"Are you?" a talisman master asked in a daze, then turned his head and whispered to the person next to him, "Let's say, this is also to participate in training, to select wolf riding talisman masters..."

"It doesn't look like it." The talisman seal master next to him spoke up, beeping politely, but the voice of complaining was still heard clearly in Song Xi's ears.

"It's too small."

"Is it because we are afraid that we will be the last one to hurt our self-esteem." A talisman master opened his mind, "Sent to us at the bottom?"

The still sober-minded talisman master patted this big brother who was from KFC, and said speechlessly, "Wake up, how can a wolf rider be so caring."

"But if you don't look at the age, the cultivation level is indeed not high."

"But she looks very small. A little monk with this kind of talent should not be a casual cultivator?" A talisman master analyzed objectively.

The conditions for wolf riding are very generous.

At least for casual cultivators with mediocre talents like them, whose cultivation is purely time-consuming, and who can live a day is a day, it is an extremely coveted job.

That's why they still want to try the water after seeing the crazy competition of those people outside.

Anyway, the big deal is that if you fail and then get kicked out, you don't lose anything. It's a little stressful to hold on to death.

Song Xi: "..."

Although everyone was trying their best to discuss politely in a low voice and point and point at her in a small way, but the real thing reached her ears.

Be polite, but not much.

A talisman master even pulled Song Xi's sleeve familiarly, and sincerely advised, "Little girl, you are still young, this kind of selection is too cruel, it is not the place for you to come."

"That's right." Another talisman master also agreed, and heaved a long sigh, "Look at those people outside, what they look like."

"Little girl, you look good." An aunt with a Chinese face and a seal master also came up, looked Song Xi up and down, and said in a tone of someone who has been there, "I advise you, it's better to get close to a high-level Dazong as soon as possible." Disciple, you can live comfortably without worrying about food and clothing."

"I think it's the same. It's hard to handle when you're older."

"...?"

Aha.

It's all about what.

Song Xi was in a daze, as if she strayed into the lively chat between the seven aunts and the eight aunts during the Chinese New Year, and was persuaded to go on a blind date.

She wanted to hear what else these people could say, so she neither spoke nor refuted.

Song Xi stood there obediently without saying a word, listening to the group of talisman masters change the subject, and continued talking about the last batch of talisman masters outside who were almost crazy.

From what you say to me, you can probably hear the general idea.

Song Xi raised his eyebrows indistinctly, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Yinyi is not only a narcissistic lunatic, but also really capable.

At least these casual cultivators in front of them are not young, most of them are building foundations, and even have four or five golden elixirs.

Loose cultivators who can live to this age in the world of cultivating immortals are not fools, and they all cherish their lives.

But without exception, they all had a neutral evaluation of the wolf cavalry, no merits but no faults, and even because the wolf cavalry was treated well, they thought that Yinyi was a very generous master.

From this point of view, although Yinyi is crazy, he is contradictory and cautious, as if there have never been any rumors about the disadvantages of wolf riding.

Song Xi rubbed her chin. She guessed blindly, except for those wolf riders and young men who have already joined the job—those who have a handle in Yinyi's hands will know some inside stories and do some dirty things for Yinyi.

These people in front of them probably don't know what Yinyi is doing.

After all, in the eyes of Sanxiu, the great immortal sects are like gods. If they knew that the wolf riders were against the immortal sects, there might not be so many people who would dare to test the waters.

Seeing Song Xi standing there in a daze and not speaking, everyone paid no attention to this strange girl.

After all, Song Xi looks really too young. Even for them, the mid-stage Foundation Establishment at this age is a very good genius, but after all, he is too young.

Not really competitive.

Some people were even delighted. In their opinion, such a small talisman master came to compete with them, and they were simply taking advantage of it.

If there is one more denominator, rounding up is equivalent to eliminating one directly.

Only the enthusiastic aunt Fuzhuan master tried to continue the conversation, "Little girl, are you a little shy, this can be..." Not good, it is not good to hook up with the disciples of the immortal sect.

She didn't finish her speech.

Song Xi was wandering in the sky, when he heard someone cue her, he subconsciously opened his mouth, "Yes, I'm very introverted, I never close the door when I take a shower."

Aunt Fu Zhuan, who was about to continue preaching, was dumbfounded.

"???"

No, did she hear correctly?

"It's really...that, I have a unique hobby." Aunt Fu Zhuanshi laughed dryly and answered the words with great effort.

"Ah, no." Song Xi came back to his senses, blinked, and calmly changed his words to make amends, as if it wasn't her who said the shocking words just now, "It's because she never opened the door."

"You see, I rarely talk to people."

Song Xi tried hard to win respect, "That's why I'm so nervous, just talk about it." She raised three fingers, "Really, I'll say..."

Song Xi hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly caught sight of thunderclouds gathering faintly in the sky from the corner of his eye.

Oh wow.

I almost forgot that this is the world of cultivating immortals, so I can't swear indiscriminately.

She quickly raised another finger, and said nonsense against four fingers, "I made four, really."

The aunt with a square face, the Fuzhuan master paused, and realized that this child is indeed not mentally normal.

Her eyes moved along her raised fingers to her beautiful clothes, her expression suddenly became a little strange, "You are dressed so well, you should have a lot of spirit coins in your pocket, why are you fighting for this spot with us? "

Song Xi raised his eyebrows, feeling a little interested.

No, no, can this be moral kidnapping?

Do you think people are fools if you don't make a fuss?

"I borrowed it." Song Xi didn't blush, and said, "Auntie, you don't understand, I just used it for show."

When Song Xi said this, he looked up at his aunt Fuzhuanshi with bright eyes, full of expectation, "Auntie, I haven't paid off the spirit coins I borrowed yet. You are so warm-hearted, why don't you..."

She raised her hand, slightly rubbed her thumb and index finger, and Song Xi raised her chin, "What do you mean?"

"Excuse me. Excuse me."

When talking about money, the aunt with a Chinese character face, the Fu Zhuan teacher quickly waved his hand, and while apologizing, he shrank behind the other Fu Zhuan masters.

"Auntie, don't run away." Song Xi raised his eyebrows, and unceremoniously reached out to pull the storage bag of the aunt with a Chinese character face, "Look at me, an introverted little girl, who has been chatting with you for so long, give me a hundred Ten is not too much, right?"

"I'm not too small."

Aunt Fuzhuan master frantically retreated.

"Why don't I give you a [-]% discount, forty or fifty is fine, we can discuss it." Song Xi persevered and was about to catch up.

This wave of forced begging directly shocked Wu Yangyang's people who secretly talked about her, and hurriedly covered her storage bag.

Fighting is not allowed in the wolf rider's backyard, and everyone can only hide behind like a plague god, and Qi Qi makes way for Song Xi.

No one was willing to stand in the way of the aunt's talisman master, she was so frightened that she covered her mouth with one hand and the storage bag with the other, shaking her head repeatedly.

regret.

I am so sorry for my own mouth.

Why did she provoke her?

"It's all quiet."

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, Mo Qi narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the mess of many talisman masters, and spoke in a cold voice.

Song Xi raised her eyebrows, she was still willing to show some face to her temporary ally, she stopped in time, and bowed respectfully, "Hello, Lord Wolf Rider!"

Mo Qi secretly pinched himself: "..."

I feel nothing but fake.

The aunt with a square face, Fu Zhuanshi, had tears in her eyes. Seeing Mo Qi who came down like a god and rescued her storage bag, she almost knelt down.

Ahhh God has eyes!

*****Off topic*****

During the holidays, the correct operation guide to deal with the bombing of the seven aunts and eight aunts: Borrowing money.

If it doesn't work, ask their son to borrow money. //Manual dog head life-saving qwq