ghost master

Wang Xiaopang looked at the man in front of him in astonishment, with white hair and white clothes, his expression was very familiar and deserted, his tall back seemed to support the whole world.

It's Master! What Wang Xiaopang immediately thought of was Han Lin.

But this is Apo.

I saw that Ai Po conjured up an ice shield to withstand the attack of the Great Elder of the Blood Sect, and when the Great Elder retreated in horror, the ice shield instantly shattered and turned into a thick cold mist.

Surrounded by the cold mist, Wang Xiaopang felt his whole body was icy cold, and even his eyelashes were covered with frost. He tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked for the man in the mist: "Master..."

"Back slowly." A deep voice came from beside him, interrupting Wang Xiaopang's call.

Obediently, Wang Xiaopang backed away slowly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to feel in the direction where the voice came from just now, but he didn't find anything.

After about a dozen steps back, Wang Xiaopang's back leaned against the cold wall. At this time, the cold mist also dissipated. Those demon cultivators were still in the dungeon, but they looked around as if they couldn't see them standing by the wall. .

Wang Xiaopang was very nervous, but also very relieved, because "Han Lin" was by his side.

Ai Po set up a concealment array, which is why those demon cultivators couldn't see them even though they were in front of them, but the space in the dungeon is limited, so the concealment array temporarily arranged by Ai Po is very small, so he has to work with the king Fatty stood very close.

"Great Elder! They escaped!" A demon cultivator asked the middle-aged man, "Are we going to chase them?"

"No." The middle-aged man pondered: "I have just broken through the realm, and my aura is not yet stable, so it is inconvenient to confront Xue Zun head-on. Although it is a pity to let that kid escape, but we still have Fairy Zishan and Xue Zun. With a soul in hand, I am not afraid that I will not be able to coerce the other party."

The Great Elder didn't know that Fairy Zishan and Aipo had escaped from Han Yang's cave.

Wang Xiaopang, who was standing against the wall, changed his expression when he heard the words, and then looked at Ai Po in surprise. He wanted to use spiritual contact to talk to him, and told him that Ai Po was in the Blood Sect, but he was surprised to find that he and the man in front of him There is no bond of soul.

Wang Xiaopang was stunned, he stared at the person in front of him for a long time, the man looked at the First Elder expressionlessly, listened to him, and didn't notice Wang Xiaopang's abnormality.

Wang Xiaopang continued to stare at him, and then quietly raised his hand to touch him, but his hand directly penetrated into the man's soul body, failing to touch him as expected.

Not Master.Wang Xiaopang was a little excited, but also a little nervous.

It's love!Master's love soul!

Wang Xiaopang stared at Ai Po and smiled silently, perhaps his eyes were too hot, Ai Po who had been observing the situation carefully finally noticed his gaze, so he glanced back at him, seeing the young man who kept looking at him. Looking at him with a smile, I couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable.

Wang Xiaopang saw that Ai Po was looking at him like a stranger, so he put away his smile, and at the same time suddenly realized an important thing that he ignored just now:

It's normal for Ai Po not to know him, but why can't he meet him?

This is very abnormal. In the past, when Wang Xiaopang met Han Lin's other souls, he could meet them, but not only could he not touch Ai Po, he could not even sense his existence! He could only see him!

This was the first time Wang Xiaopang encountered such a situation. After thinking about it, he felt that there was only one possibility, that is, the source of Aipo's soul was not in his soul body, but in other people's bodies!

Aipo concluded a soul contract with someone else?!

Wang Xiaopang became entangled, and he roughly guessed in his heart who the source of Ai Po's soul was, and it was undoubtedly Fairy Zishan.

Hey... at her place...

Wang Xiaopang had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

At this time, the Great Elder of the Fiend Blood Sect left the dungeon, and most of the demon cultivators followed him, leaving only a few people to tidy up and guard the place. Aipo waited for the Great Elder to go away and said to Wang Xiaopang: "You put Let's clean up these people."

In order to save Wang Xiaopang and set up a concealment array just now, Ai Po consumed a lot of soul power, and he was already very tired.

Wang Xiaopang thought that his chance to perform had come, so he strode out of the hidden formation, swung his sword and killed them decisively under the horrified eyes of the demon cultivators, and when there were only two of them left in the dungeon, they were covered with The bloody Wang Xiaopang looked at Aipo with anticipation and a little anxiety.

"The attack seems to be sharp and decisive, but there is hesitation and intolerance hidden in the behavior." Ai Po said sharply: "You are not used to killing people."

"Eh..." Wang Xiaopang, who failed to pretend to be handsome, was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, "Sorry... Although I know that all demon cultivators deserve to die, but..."

He looked at the corpse on the ground, feeling depressed.

"You don't need to feel sorry." Ai Po said calmly: "In fact, killing someone without feeling anything is terrible."

Aipo looked at Wang Xiaopang after finishing speaking, and asked him: "You look very young, how old are you?"

"29." Wang Xiaopang replied, thinking whether to tell him about his relationship with him.

"29?" Ai Po was a little surprised. He was 40 years old when he formed the alchemy. He thought that no one in the Xuetian sect would be faster than him in 500 years. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was already in the alchemy stage at the age of 29. , this talent is really amazing.

After his death, Xue Tianzong could still produce such a young talent, Aipo was very pleased, he thought that such a good seedling must be cultivated well, so he asked Wang Xiaopang: "Who is your master?"

Wang Xiaopang stared at Ai Po for a long time, and then replied: "Han Yufei."

"Yufei?" Aipo was relieved when he heard the words: "Yufei is my second disciple. He has a good talent and a calm temperament. He is suitable to be your master. In this way, I can be regarded as your master."

"Master Zu." Wang Xiaopang called Aipo respectfully.

"Yeah." Ai Po smiled, and then let out his consciousness to scan around, and found that there were still many magicians walking around the dungeon, so he said to Wang Xiaopang: "Let's stay here for a while, they think we Fleeing outside, we are patrolling and searching, and we will go out when there are fewer people."

"En." Wang Xiaopang nodded, as long as Ai Po is by his side, he can stay anywhere.

Thinking that Ai Po's soul origin is with Fairy Zishan, Wang Xiaopang felt uncomfortable, since this meeting was idle anyway, he began to test Aipo: "Has the master stayed with Fairy Zishan all this time? "

"En." Aipo nodded, thinking that Wang Xiaopang was watching out for Fairy Zishan who had been taken captive: "Junior Sister has already left the Blood Sect, so you don't have to worry."

"Oh, that's good..." Wang Xiaopang replied hesitantly, and after a while, he continued to probe: "I heard that Master Zu and Fairy Zishan have a good relationship?"

"Naturally." Ai Po replied as a matter of course: "She is my junior sister, and we have known each other for 400 years."

Looking back on the past, Ai Po couldn't help but talk more: "Among our class of disciples, Han Yang and I were the most powerful male disciples, while she was the best among female disciples. It's either Han Yang or her, so the three of us will get to know each other."

"Oh..." Wang Xiaopang replied pretending to understand, and then asked: "Then will Master like her?"

Wang Xiaopang asked so directly that Ai Po couldn't help but look at him more, and then scolded him rather severely: "That's what you want to ask? As a dignified man, you should care about the way of heaven and focus on cultivation. Caring too much about your children's personal relationship will only affect your practice."

"..." Wang Xiaopang was speechless, and there was a feeling in his heart that "it really is a part of the master", and nine out of ten sentences were inseparable from cultivation.

Seeing that Wang Xiaopang stopped talking after the Ai Po training, he thought about it and felt that this was not good. After all, this child is only 29 years old, and he is considered young in terms of ordinary people. It is normal to gossip, so he was silent for a while. Only then did he answer Wang Xiaopang's question: "I only have feelings for Zishan as a brother and sister, and she already has someone she likes, although... that person betrayed her."

Naturally, Wang Xiaopang knew who the favorite person of Fairy Zishan was in Aipo's mouth, and Aipo's answer made him heave a sigh of relief.

"Then, does the ancestor have someone he likes?" Wang Xiaopang was also bold, and insisted on continuing to ask after being trained by Aipo.

Ai Po calmly replied: "I haven't met yet."

That is no more.Wang Xiaopang pursed his lips and snickered, then looked at Aipo shyly, and showed his love to him: "Then what does Master think of me?"

I have to say that Ai Po was a little frightened, he looked at Wang Xiaopang who was shyly waiting for an answer in astonishment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Why are you so weird, kid?"

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How come the good lungs are leaking? Good luck!