The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"What did the master say before he left?" Lin Wanshu turned around and asked.

"Master said he would come to me in three months." Ming Fan blinked, "Elder brother, why three months?" She really didn't know.

"Oh?" Lin Wanshu fell into deep thought, "Sure enough, it's the junior sister who wins the teacher's heart."

Master, when did she become so considerate, amiable, gentle, and affectionate...

Speaking of which, Lin Wanshu was the worst offender. He was Gu Qingqiu's first apprentice. After being picked up, Gu Qingqiu threw him at Wuwang Peak. As a little boy, he dug in the snow and dug a hole to stay, and then was thrown to the bottom of the peak.

Do you think the most dangerous place is at the bottom of the peak? No! The most dangerous thing is Master!

More than once, he thought about how his master taught the master at that time, so that she could be like this, without any knowledge (understanding), (taking) the past (child)

The raised corners of Leshan's mouth disappeared and he frowned: "Little junior sister, are you sure you heard me right?"

The master took him back to the sect and threw him directly at Wuhuang Peak. The cultivation method of self-destruction made him always feel that he could survive because the Palace of Hell didn't want him... that kind of feeling of life and death. , now it makes his legs tremble.

Ming Fan arched his eyebrows and said, "Master is obviously kind-hearted and has a cold face but a warm heart." He raised his storage bag as he spoke.

Lin Wanshu: "..."

Le Shan: "..."

Xiao Yunyang: "..."

Your master and mine seem to be different.

Is this why some apprentices are pampered and pampered, while others fight on the battlefield?

"What? Senior brothers, it's not possible, isn't it?" Ming Fan covered his mouth in surprise.

The senior brothers looked at her sadly, what do they have? Proud and stubborn?

A group of resentful people who had been chased and killed by Gu Qingqiu just after arriving for a month. At this moment, they really doubted whether the master Ming Fan met had been snatched away.

Leshan flicked the folding fan: "Senior Brother, everyone is here, let's go." After saying that, he looked at Ming Fan and said, "Don't worry, little junior sister, your good days are ahead."

After saying that, there was a bit of joy on his face... no, gloating.

Ming Fan: "?" Good life? The center of her eyebrows suddenly jumped, but she felt nothing.

Mingfan sat down on the ground and swayed on the spot. Leshan gathered around him and chatted incessantly.

"Hey, little junior sister, you must have seen it. We are not rich, and we can only rely on our own hands." Leshan looked sad, "Master is old, and you don't want Master to die on the bedside in the future. , but there’s nothing we can do.”

"so what?"

"So, let's earn our own money and spend it ourselves, and the children of the poor will become their own parents."

Ming Fan's lips twitched, but thinking of his master's final outcome, Ming Fan sighed inwardly. No matter, now that she is here, even if the fate between the master and the demon is a steel bar, she will break it.

But... there was a problem she had to figure out.

"Elder brother, Qingyang Sect, why are you so poor?"

As if he didn't expect her to ask this, Lin Wanshu smiled and was about to speak when a colorful figure flashed in.

"Because there are so many swordsmen in the Qingyang Sect. Each sword holds a mouthful, which means nine meals for three days and two nights for two nights. That's a lot of money. There used to be some stuff on the mountain, but now it's sold out, so there's nothing left.

Qingyang Sect is almost full of swordsmen with dumbfounded minds.

There is no alchemy or weapon cultivation, so their source of income is to do tasks, kill monsters, and exchange for some things.

Sword cultivators are good at making friends with martial arts, either beating people to a bloody head or being beaten to a bloody head.

Earning some money is not enough to compensate, heal injuries, and repair swords.

Over time, everything that could be used or sold on the mountain was dug out as much as possible, and the mountain gradually became bald. "

Ming Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was just sitting on his hands, and then looked at the young man carefully.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that are wet with tears. A red mole between his eyebrows adds a touch of fairy spirit. The colorful clothes on his body are gorgeous and not vulgar.

The young man looked at Ming Fan and grinned: "I am your second senior brother He Mu. Master gave me this name, probably hoping that the brothers will be harmonious. Her wish is probably in vain. Even Leshan can ride on my neck. shit."

"Oh, who did I think it was? It turns out to be a free-range chicken." Leshan waved his fan and glanced sideways at him, then curled his lips and said, "Gaudy!"

"Stinky stick, you know how to fart in a coffin, which makes you more and more weird." He Mu raised his eyebrows.

Leshan closed his fan and sneered: "Who is like you? The rotten meat wrapped in red paper becomes more and more smelly."

Strong, Ming Fan wanted to clap her hands and cheer, so that she would feel relieved, and she would fly bravely in the future. Senior Brother Erwu changed his back.

"Junior sister is here, I won't argue with you today." He Mu gave Leshan a blank look, turned around and handed Mingfan a delicate jade box with a smile.

She has seen the first senior brother, the second senior brother, the fourth senior brother and the fifth senior brother. She has never seen the third senior brother who Lei Yuansheng said looked like a human but not a monster.

Thinking of this, Ming Fan asked: "Isn't Third Senior Brother not at Wuwang Peak?"

Several people looked incomprehensible. Third senior brother Rong Hua was indeed a special being.

"I'll see you when I have the chance, little junior sister, right now, you have more important things to do." Lin Wanshu said warmly, with a serious look on his face.

Ming Fan said seriously: "Sir, please speak."

"Qingyang Sect is Qingyang Sect, Wuwang Peak is Wuwang Peak." Lin Wanshu paused, "The master has set three rules: Those who enter Wuwang Peak should enter the bottom of the peak, step on the top, and finally inherit the master's will. ." Every step is extremely difficult and dangerous.

"Don't worry, little junior sister. Senior brothers, we will do our best to help you." Leshan's fox eyes flashed, and he was very satisfied with this little junior sister who was as cute and cute as an elf.

This Wuwu Peak has finally changed.

Ming Fan asked: "Is this difficult?"

Leshan shook his head: "It's hard to say." The formation environment is different, and everyone's experience is different. He really can't guarantee it.

"Little Junior Sister, the formation gates at the bottom of the peak are complicated, and there are thousands of illusions on the top. Some of them are indeed difficult and difficult." Lin Wanshu said carefully. He was afraid of scaring the Little Junior Sister. The Master treats the Little Junior Sister differently. If the Little Junior Sister is just starting out, The junior sister was scared away. The master's sword... Lin Wanshu couldn't even think about it.

"As the saying goes, if a man doesn't seek death in vain, he will cast him down as if he had seen God." Ming Fan sat down on the ground.

Even if it's a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, she has to try it out. Qingyang Sect, she must stay.

Sooner or later, she will go back and settle the Ming family's accounts one by one.

He Mu's eyes lit up: "If you don't seek death, you will waste your youth, quatrains, little junior sister." Why didn't he think of it?

Ming Fan blinked: "Second Senior Brother, do you want to learn? V: I'm 50, and I'll tell you the complete collection of Fanshi's quotations, word by word."

He Mu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and actually took out a bag of spiritual stones. If he learns this trick, Leshan won't be able to scold him next time.

Lin Wanshu stepped in between Leshan and He Mu and spoke slowly: "Little junior sister, during this period you should concentrate on your cultivation. After a month, you can enter the bottom of the peak again."

"Don't worry, brothers. After a month, I will definitely go out laughing to the sky, and when I come back, I will lean on my staff and sigh." She waved her hand as she said that there was still time, and she could become any trash, monster, or hateful person she wanted to be.

Lin Wanshu: "?" She seemed to be speaking a very new language.

He Mu: "Famous sentence! Junior sister has another famous sentence!"

Xiao Yunyang: "..."

Only Leshan looked at Ming Fan's leaving figure with complicated eyes.