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

Song Xi tapped the wall with the handle of the Xuanqingren knife, his voice was dull and deep.

Clearly a solid wall.

"Are you sure this is the East Wing?"

She followed Wei Qinghuai out, turned left and walked straight until she reached a dead end.

Wei Qinghuai frowned, the ring on his right index finger shone slightly, and a yellow light fell on the ground and turned into a football-sized fur ball.

"I'll let the gopher dig it out."

The gopher has snow-white hair all over its body, a pair of fleshy front paws the size of a fan, a round face and big eyes like black grapes.

Such a cute Shushu, she can become bald eight times a day.

No wonder the third senior sister told her that although Wei Qinghuai is a vase spirit beast master, don't doubt Wei Qinghuai's aesthetics if you doubt anything.

The gopher was very efficient. When it landed, it planed fiercely at the wall that Song Xi had just knocked on, forcibly digging out a passage that an adult could bend down to pass through.

"Junior Sister, I will take the lead, and you will be the rear!"

"..."

Seeing Wei Qinghuai bent down and got in, Song Xi swallowed back the words "Why don't we try in a different direction".

The dead horse acted as a living horse doctor, bent down and followed in resignation.

***

As the gophers dug faster and faster, Song Xi frightened and touched the gradually softening ground.

While she was worried about the collapse, she looked suspiciously at the road behind her.

She always felt they were going uphill.

Then, from in front of the Gopher in the front, gentle and bright moonlight shone in.

Wei Qinghuai: "..."

Song Xi: "..."

"It's amazing, it actually dug into the ground." Song Xi clapped expressionlessly.

Wei Qinghuai couldn't help covering his face with his hands.

Disgraceful and lost.

He originally wanted to show off in front of the newly promoted Junior Sister, and get rid of the title of "Vase Spirit Beast Master" that the three fellow dogs gave him.

This wave of Waterloo directly reversed to Oita.

Wei Qinghuai grabbed the back of the gopher's neck, placed it where he was just now, covered his face and ordered, "Dig down."

Song Xi wasn't in a hurry, and looked at this fourth senior brother carefully with his chin resting on the moonlight.

She wears a pale blue wide-sleeved uniform, her hair is partly tied and partly tied, her eyebrows are delicate but not feminine, her slender eyelashes leave an afterimage on her light-colored pupils, and there is a sexy tear mole under her right eye.

She finally understood what the affectionate eyes mentioned by surfing netizens were.

These eyes are full of affection to see a dog.

"It transmitted the sound to me, there is a tomb below, we can go down." Wei Qinghuai looked at the vertical passage dug by the gopher in front of him, and his hand froze while flipping through the storage bag.

Xie Yue used up all the flying charms that Xie Yue gave him.

Although he has a flying spirit beast for his usual transportation, he doesn't have such a small one.

The body of the spirit beast master is the weakest among all professions. If he jumps directly like this, he will be able to burn incense for him today next year.

Wei Qinghuai worked hard to build up his heart, and then he looked up at Song Xi expectantly, and said with difficulty, "Little master...do you have any flying magic weapon?"

Song Xi: "..."

She had only heard Wei Qinghuai complained about by her brothers and sisters before, saying that he wasted a good talent for nothing and turned himself into a vase.

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

Facing Wei Qing's expectant eyes, she took out from the storage bag the only puppet she made that was not entirely for enjoyment when Xie Yue was introverted——

Little flying chair.

In addition to enjoying, it can also be used to escape.

"I still have a pair of flying talismans that my elder brother gave me. I'll use it for you. I'll try my little flying chair."

"???"

Wei Qinghuai was dubious: "Is this a puppet?"

Although he has never eaten pork, it does not mean that he has never seen a pig run.

He had read the relevant description of puppetry in the book of Penglai Island Zangshuge.

The puppet art originated from the Mohism mechanism art. At the beginning, the Mohism relied on the exquisite mechanism art, even though there were no monks, they still gained a reputation in the world of cultivating immortals.

It wasn't until a very talented monk came out of the Mohist School that he improved the organ technique, and then he had the even better puppet technique.

It is said that the ancestor of the puppet master had reached the level of being able to injure people with mental power and directly control others.

But because the world of cultivating immortals rejected monks who cultivated the way of magic, and puppetry had strict requirements on spiritual power.

This puppet master with astonishing talent has implicated the Mo family in order not to be used by those who want to use his skills.

Until the ascension, there were no more records about the practice of puppet art. Later puppet masters' knowledge of puppet art was limited to manipulating self-made puppets for fighting.

But no matter which one is handed down, basically there are more humanoid or animal puppets to assist in fighting.

Wei Qinghuai thought he had never seen such a puppet that looked so different.

Let’s say it’s a chair. There are eight claws under the chair. Let’s say it’s an octopus. There’s a chair on top of it.

"..."

He read through Penglai Island Library Pavilion, and now he still feels ignorant when he sees the puppet of his junior junior sister.

Sure enough, there is no end to learning!

Wei Qinghuai made herself pua.

Song Xi didn't know that Wei Qinghuai's inner world was so rich, she sat on it directly, and with a thought, the eight claws of the little flying chair stood up and pierced deeply into the wall of the corridor. Crawling down the wall.

It was the first time on the road, and the speed was impressive, Song Xi was very satisfied.

The only thing that needs to be continued is the constant magic energy to maintain control, and it is easy to expose the identity of the magic cultivator when going out.

"Fourth senior brother, do you know that there is something that can store magic energy or spiritual power?"

Wei Qinghuai stepped on the flying talisman and followed, after a little thought, he understood what Song Xi was worried about.

"I think you can look at the mechanism technique more. You can use the mechanism technique to see if you can store energy and install it on the chair."

"Many people have thought this way, but it's a pity that the Mohism's tricks are not passed on to the outside world." Song Xi tapped the armrest with his fingers, and didn't bother with this matter any more.

She has always been able to think about it, and she is very Buddhist.

If it can be solved, it will be solved, and if it can't be solved, it won't delay her now.

"Someone is coming from below." Just as Wei Qinghuai finished speaking, the ring on the index finger of his right hand shimmered and a crack opened.

The gopher was injured.

His face became serious, and the distance was a bit far, beyond his limit of directly recalling the spirit beast.

***

Song Xi retracted the small flying chair one second before leaving the tunnel, Xuan Qingdao supported the ground, easily released the momentum, turned over handsomely in mid-air, and landed firmly on the ground.

But Wei Qinghuai, who was following behind, was blocked by the flying chair. He didn't know that he was about to land, so he didn't stop the car.

"boom--"

Smoke is everywhere.

Wei Qinghuai sat down on the ground.

With the blessing of the flying talisman, he even turned over on the spot.