It's a little kid trying to stand on tiptoe.

He is the shortest and looks to be the youngest among the children.

She has big eyes, a round face, and chubby cheeks.

Even if he stood on tiptoe, his knee was still not as high as Qi Wu Yue's.

cute.

Qi Wu Yue passed his hands under the child's armpits, picked him up easily, and held the chubby little butt in his arms.

Qi Wu Yue: "Of course, remember to ask your parents to pay some protection money."

The child nervously grabbed Qi Wu Yue's collar with his little hands, raised his eyes to face the beauty, and his nervousness instantly turned into shock.

Child: “Okay.”

Then she let her long eyelashes fall to cover her round eyes and said softly, "You are so beautiful."

Qi Wu Yue followed suit and pinched the baby fat on the child's face, and said in return: "You are cute."

Then he looked at the other children and said, "Come around and count the number of people."

In the dim night, the face seemed to be white and glowing, and the silver eyes were as bright as moonlight jade.

The children all looked at him intently, and slowly gathered around when they heard the words.

"one two Three……"

Qi Wu Yue pinched the child's soft face and counted.

"Ten, eleven."

"Is there anyone else whose face I haven't pinched?" Qi Wu Yue asked.

"No?" Qi Wu Yue raised his eyebrows.

"I've pinched them all."

The childish voice answered obediently.

Qi Wu Yue glanced around.

Cute, so much cute, a lot of cute.

Qi Wu Yue nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand and said, "Come here, listen carefully, line up, and the person behind you pulls the clothes of the person in front of you."

The floating silver soft light enveloped an area of ​​three meters.

A tall monk in white robes held a child in his arms and held another in his other hand.

Looking again, there is a bunch of little kids behind the child being led.

You pulled my clothes and I pulled his clothes, and we followed him closely.

"Hold them tight, don't let go, understand?"

The monk in white robes said in a pleasant and somewhat lazy voice.

The children following closely behind him raised their heads and looked at his back, saying earnestly, "I know, I know."

"I know." Qi Wu Yue said in a child's tone.

"Yes~"

"Hehe, hehe."

Several children answered him in the same tone, and the atmosphere became a little cheerful, and the fear that had been gathering in their hearts seemed to be relieved.

The child sitting on Qi Wu Yue's arms covered his mouth with one hand and giggled.

The little hands are only as big as an adult's palm, the head is small, the body is small, and the arms and legs are as white as lotus roots.

The look of him covering his mouth and laughing secretly made me very angry.

Cubs, cute.

Qi Wu Yue smiled and glanced at him, then stopped at the fork in the road and said, "What are you laughing at? Can someone show me the way? Which direction is your home?"

"Sage, it's on the left~"

"The road on the left."

"My house is on the left, too."

"Stupid, we are from the same village."

"Oh, you're so fierce."

"Nonsense, because you stepped on my shoe and it fell off."

Qi Wu Yue stopped when he heard that and looked back. Sure enough, there was a child in the middle holding his shoes and trying to walk barefoot.

Qi Wu Yue suppressed his laughter and said, "Well, put on your shoes."

He waved again, "Do you know how to put it on? If not, come over and I'll help you put it on."

"I, I could put on my shoes by myself when I was three!" the child blushed and retorted loudly.

"You're so awesome." Qi Wu Yue praised him with a smile.

"It's okay, it's very simple."

"I'm dressed."

Qi Wu Yue: "Hold the clothes of the person in front of you, and let's keep going."

The child had short legs, so Qi Wu Yue walked slowly, trying to take smaller steps. After walking for a quarter of an hour, he looked back.

They had only walked a block away.

Okay, take your time.

Xiao Lin followed the blue-clothed disciple all the way to a stream outside the town.

It’s not the way to Piyang Prefecture.

And if he remembered correctly, that river should lead to beyond the mortal world.

The blue-clothed disciple looked around cautiously, and seeing that there was no one around, he pulled out a soul-forbidden bottle from his sleeve, opened the bottle, and was about to release the green-skirted girl.

Clang!

A bright sword light came straight at his face.

The blue-clothed disciple was so shocked that the Soul-Forbidden Bottle in his hand dropped.

He took several steps back before he managed to dodge it.

The Soul-Forbidden Bottle fell into the air and was held firmly by the tip of a sword.

"Immortal!" The blue-clothed disciple was frightened when he saw the appearance of the person coming.

Xiao Lin didn't look at him and took the Soul Forbidden Bottle into his palm.

"Why would an immortal come here?" The blue-clothed disciple tried hard to force a smile.

"Why let her go? Do you know her? Or was this evil spirit sent by you?" Xiao Lin asked as he looked down at his hand.

The woman in green skirt in the bottle turned into a blue-black aura and was desperately hitting the forbidden spirit bottle.

The small bottle trembled.

The blue-clothed disciple asked with confusion in his eyes: "What is the immortal saying? I don't quite understand."

Xiao Lin ignored him.

He continued, "I heard that evil spirits have the ability to deceive people. Could it be that I was tricked and almost released the evil spirit?"

The blue-clothed disciple was horrified, "This almost led to a big mistake. Fortunately, the immortal happened to be here and saved my life, thus preventing me from doing such a disaster."

Still no one answered him, and the blue-clothed disciple glanced secretly at Xiao Lin.

I saw him looking in the direction he came from, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"My cultivation is not good enough to resist the evil spirit's magic. Can you please come with me and escort this evil spirit back to Piyang Mansion?"

"Immortal? Immortal?" the blue-clothed disciple called out in a low voice.

Xiao Lin withdrew his farsighted gaze.

Zhao Zhao's cultivation was suppressed by the ban, and he only had third-level spiritual power. It was very dangerous for him to be alone.

Although we know that he is used to being willful, has many magic weapons and many hidden cards, he is fearless.

But the mortal world is different.

The third-level spiritual power was not enough to use the attack jade gifted by the elders from Southern Xinjiang, and it was not even enough to activate the magic weapon.

Putting the forbidden spirit bottle into his sleeve, Xiao Lin said coldly: "Don't tell the truth?"

The blue-clothed disciple said anxiously, "Immortal, I swear that everything I said just now is true and I have never lied."

Xiao Lin glanced at him. Under the cold and lonely moonlight, his handsome face seemed like a lifeless jade. He said quietly, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Xueliang slashed down from the side.

"what!"

A scream was accompanied by a splash of blood, and the sword blade slashed into the blue-clothed disciple's neck more than an inch below, only a hair's breadth away from the blood vessel.

The blue-clothed disciple's face was pale and his legs were shaking like sieves.

This man was not as gentle and peaceful as he appeared. Even though his tone was calm, the murderous intent on his sword was real.

Although I don't know why he pretends to be as gentle as jade.

But he! It's obvious that he is... two-faced!

An eighth-level cultivator could be killed with just a flick of the palm of his hand.

Seeing that he couldn't fool the enemy, the blue-clothed disciple gritted his teeth.

"I said, I said, please spare my life, Immortal!"

The sharp sword moved back a little, and the smile returned to Xiao Lin's face. It was still his usual smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes and was cold.

"Then don't talk about it for now, please come with me."

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