Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

After a while, most of the pain in his body disappeared, and he moved his fingers on his unclear face.

In the past, he had to lie down for half a month before he could move. However, he recovered so quickly this time. It must be related to the things she just gave him.

He staggered up from the ground, his thin figure walked out slowly, and his clothes were in tatters.

He will return this love to her.

In the quiet mountains, the young man's figure staggered, but he was moving firmly in a certain direction.

……

Jiang Cha has been hiding in her own mountain for the past few days. She wandered around for a few days and found no fragments.

She has her own independent Shantou. Jiang Cha touched his chin, why Shantou looks a bit like a bandit!

As for the fragment, Liuyi didn't dare to say that the sloppy man whom you had done good deeds to before was actually the fragment.

If it comes out, it will definitely be torn into pieces by Jiang Cha’s hands!

Jiang Cha drank the tea brewed in front of her. The original owner liked silence as much as she did, so there was no one on her mountain.

This is Le's leisure time, except for the fact that people come to see her new disciples from time to time.

Jiang Cha's exploration was successful. The original owner was one of the most powerful immortal cultivators in the world.

But even if she didn't become a god, there were still monsters in the world. She would practice in seclusion from time to time.

By the end, I had given up on it.

Jiang Cha put down the tea cup and was about to go back to her warm bed to sleep again.

A white fog suddenly appeared in the sky not far away, and Jiang Cha narrowed his eyes.

The fog flew straight towards her that day, and instantly turned into a crane with a red head and a white body.

Suddenly a large piece of golden notes appeared in the air. Jiang Cha sighed. This meant that the game was over and she was asked to go down and choose someone!

Jiang Cha didn't really want to participate, but she was afraid that the older junior brothers would go up the mountain every day for her. Isn't that a sin?

Jiang Cha returned to the room, put the golden fork on the table into his arms, and flew towards the conference.

……

From a distance, Jiang Cha could see at least thirty or forty people in the square staring in her direction.

"See the Immortal Lord!!"

I don’t know who shouted first. The group of people in the square also shouted, and the sound was loud.

Jiang Cha almost lost her balance, so embarrassing!

In the crowd, a young man wearing coarse linen clothes looked up at the tender green figure, his black eyes narrowed.

Jiang Cha flew to the high platform, and the gray-haired old men all bowed to her. Jiang Cha waved his hand and stepped onto the highest seat.

At the beginning, hundreds of people wanted to join Kunlun's sect, but more than half of them were eliminated.

Those who stayed there were all winners. Jiang Cha moved his eyes.

As soon as I sat down, someone below started shouting that it was now up to the elders to select the disciples.

Jiang Cha held his chin in boredom. Every time someone stepped forward to test the foundation, the elders' eyes lit up.

Those who are talented are the prizes, and of course many people want to grab them.

Jiang Cha looked at the man who was indeed very tall, held his chin and shook his head.

The elders all wanted to persuade Jiang Cha, but they didn't dare to speak after meeting her cold eyes.

He could only "reluctantly" start fighting for that gifted man.

"Ginger Tea, the fragments are down there!"

Liuyi's voice made the sleepy Jiang Cha interested. There were seven or eight people in the audience waiting to be sent to which elder's sect.

Jiang Cha's eyes swept across those figures and suddenly met a cold look.

The corners of Jiang Cha's mouth raised slightly, it was just him...

The young man below was stunned for a second, and then lowered his head. She just smiled at him, why...

Jiang Cha looked away again, Liu Yi said anxiously: "You shouldn't choose, what will you do if you are chosen away!"

Jiang Cha casually took a sip of the tea on the table: "What's the hurry?"

She is an immortal, who dares to rob her!

Liu Yu clenched his fists, he was tricked by her again!

……

Only the boy and the person in front of him were left, a girl dressed very cutely.

When the disciple called her name: "Yue Linghua!"

The girl named Yue Linghua took a step forward, her little face was slightly raised, and she had cute dimples, one deep and one shallow.

Standing delicately on the stage, when the disciple announced that she would become the disciple of Elder Ziwei.

Jiang Cha looked at Ziwei not far away and saw a fat old man whose eyes disappeared when he smiled.

Yue Linghua frowned, with confusion on her face: "Wait a minute!"

Just as she was about to call the last name, the disciple was stunned for a moment, and all the new disciples who had been assigned below looked at her.

It can be said that it has earned enough attention, and Yue Linghua enjoys this kind of attention.

His eyes fell on Jiang Cha on the high platform, and he pointed with his little hand: "I heard that Wuyou Immortal Lord also wants to choose a disciple, why am I not her disciple!"

The disciple who read out looked in the direction of Jiang Cha with a cold face, and then fell on Yue Linghua.

His tone was light: "Master Wuyou certainly has his reasons. You just need to abide by the mountain rules and become the disciple of Elder Ziwei!"

Yue Linghua stomped her little foot: "Every year, I say that Wuyou Immortal Master wants to choose a disciple, but every year he fails!"

On the high platform, Jiang Cha blinked, looked at Elder Ziwei next to him and said, "Ziwei, your new disciple is a bit presumptuous."

Ziwei's chubby little face seemed to be smiling all the time: "Sister, please forgive me!"

Jiang Cha waved his sleeves and said, "It doesn't matter!"

Then disappeared in place.

……

Just as Yue Linghua was about to speak, a breeze suddenly appeared around her, and a cold woman appeared in front of her.

The tender green clothes made her complexion fairer and fairer, and her face was like jade, just like the fairy described in the storybook.

Yue Linghua was stunned by the beauty in front of her and was stunned for several seconds without reacting.

The new disciples in the audience were also stunned, and they all looked at Jiang Cha.

The boy who was alone looked at the woman who suddenly came down, his black eyes filled with emotions.

Jiang Cha's voice was light: "This disciple is right, but I don't need a disciple, but I need a handyman on the mountain..."

As soon as Jiang Cha finished speaking, his eyes swept across the group of people, and everyone was holding their breath.

Even if he is a handyman, it is of course great to be by the Immortal Lord's side.

Jiang Cha's eyes fell on the lowered head, and his tone was calm: "It's just you!"

Everyone's eyes fell on the lucky guy, whose clothes were in tatters, and even his long hair was casually spread behind his back.

I couldn't see the face clearly, but I could vaguely tell it was a young man.

Even the elders on the stage were shocked. When did senior sister need to do odd jobs?

Isn't she most annoyed when someone comes up the mountain to disturb her? Even though she thought so, it couldn't influence her thoughts.

The elders all remained silent.

The propaganda disciple below was stunned for a moment, then took away the bamboo slips on his body: "Disciple Wu...nameless, the handyman disciple of Wuyou Immortal Lord..."

Yue Linghua clenched her fists and was about to speak. That man was dirty and looked like a beggar. Why!

Jiang Cha seemed to have seen it, and turned her head sharply to look over. Yue Linghua, who was about to speak, suddenly did not dare to speak.

Even the new disciples couldn't believe it, why did that beggar do that!

Wuming slowly raised his head and saw the glowing ginger tea at a glance.

He frowned.

Jiang Cha had already appeared in front of him and held his wrist without disdain.

There was no fleshy feel at all. Jiang Cha looked Wuming up and down, he was too thin.

The delicate touch on her hands made Wuming's heart tremble. It was the first time someone... no, it was the second time she touched him.