Little Fairy Raiders Manual

Mu Qingzhou turned his head abruptly, only to see an old man with a hunchback standing not far from the two of them. He didn't know where he was.

Although the spiritual power was sealed, Mu Qingzhou's senses did not weaken because of it, and the old man's spiritual power was higher than his if he was able to appear nearby quietly without being felt by him.

He looked at the old man expressionlessly, moved his fingers, and the suppressed spiritual power was about to move.

But the old man didn't seem to feel it, and didn't make any other moves. He just sighed: "Since that incident, this place has been deserted. People from other villages have not been here for a long time to avoid suspicion."

Yang Yi was stubborn, and upon hearing the words, he felt that the old man should know something, and hurriedly asked: "Old man...you...do you live here?"

"No more, no less, a whole year."

"Then you..."

But the old man signaled him to wait, and turned around: "I'm tired after driving for a day. If you don't mind, come and have a sip of hot soup, and ask slowly if you want to ask."

A hut propped up with wooden stakes, covered with hay, a pot, a few bowls, and a fishing net full of patches can be regarded as a shelter from wind and rain.

It is said to be soup, but it is boiled fish caught in the sea.

Yang Yi finished his drink in two or three sips, and was eager to ask too many questions. The old man just waved his hand and said, "Why don't you listen to me first?"

Yang Yi could only keep silent and wait for him to explain.

The old man took two sips of soup without haste, and then spoke slowly.

The story is not long, but interspersed with some old people's memories of their original life, and the regret of not being able to see their family members for the last time after escaping fishing at that time. The tribe invaded, drove the villagers together, and finally killed them all, and set fire to the entire village. Later, this incident was reported, and people in other villages were afraid that they would be unlucky or provoke the demons. Gradually, no one came here.

When the old man talked about the emotional part, he couldn't help but shed tears. The turbid tears dripped into the bowl of soup, causing ripples.

Eighteen years ago was the year Yang Yi was born.

Mu Qingzhou touched the bowl in his hand, lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.

Yang Yi was still immersed in the old man's narration, and couldn't believe that the village was actually slaughtered. He couldn't help asking: "The demons...why did they slaughter the village?"

The old man wiped away his tears, and shook his head when he heard the words: "I don't know, but the demons have always been bloodthirsty and brutal, and I agree with their style."

"Why is the world of cultivating immortals..." Yang Yi almost subconsciously swallowed the words, "This place... is too far away, and the news cannot be passed on."

The old man also sighed, as if he had lost his appetite, he put down the bowl, looked at the two of them and said, "You can rest here today, old man, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time."

Yang Yi naturally agreed.

Mu Qingzhou took a sip of the fish soup, looked at the wrinkled face of the old man reflected in the firelight, and nodded, "Excuse me."

The old man waved his hand and sat outside the shack to mend the broken fishing net.

Holding the bowl in his hands, Yang Yi sighed, "If it weren't for the old man, maybe we would still be at a loss for the bones of those villagers."

Mu Qingzhou said: "You didn't ask him about your mother."

"..." Yang Yi slapped his forehead, "I forgot!"

After speaking, he wanted to get up and go outside the shed to ask the old man again, but was stopped by Mu Qingzhou: "He is busy, and you are leaving soon, so it is not too late to ask later."

Knowing that what Mu Qingzhou said was right, Yang Yi had no choice but to sit down and continue drinking soup with a bowl in his hand.

The fish soup alone is not very hungry, Yang Yi even broke half of a noodle cake into it, at least after soaking it is more hungry than pure fish soup.

After eating and drinking enough, Yang Yi suddenly felt very sleepy. He tried his best to clean up the pots and bowls, then sat back beside Mu Qingzhou, fell down and curled up into a ball: "I don't know why I'm so sleepy all of a sudden... I Go to bed first, Qingzhou, and you should go to bed earlier."

Mu Qingzhou nodded, watched him fall asleep, stared at his sleeping face for a long time, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

At this time, the sky was getting late, and the wind on the sea was getting stronger, making the shack rattling, as if it might be overturned at any time, and even the fire was blown out.

Yang Yi was still in a deep sleep, and Mu Qingzhou sat next to him, with his eyes closed, as if he had also fallen asleep.

The old man strolled in, until they both got close to Yang Yi, neither of them responded, and they didn't notice his approach at all.

He was still holding the needle and thread he had just mended the fishing net in his hand. The needle was specially used to mend the fishing net. Compared with other embroidery needles, it was thicker, stronger and sharper, and even longer.

However, the needle is now slowly approaching Yang Yi's chest.

There was a determined smile on the old man's face.

The needle had already pierced the clothes on Yang Yi's chest, and it was about to pierce the flesh, but he felt a strong wind coming, and the old man managed to dodge backwards, but he had already lost the chance to succeed.

Because Mu Qingzhou didn't know when he woke up, and separated the old man at a critical moment, and he took the opportunity to get between Yang Yi and the old man.

The sneak attack was exposed, and the old man didn't panic at all, and even had a kind smile on his face: "So it was discovered?"

Mu Qingzhou didn't make a sound, and the cold air circulating around his body became more and more intense.

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback, "I seem to have heard your spiritual breath somewhere before."

After all, he stood still and thought about it, not worried at all whether Mu Qingzhou would suddenly attack him, he didn't even need to pretend, his hunched back straightened up at some point, although his face was still full of The wrinkled old man's skin, but the aura around him has changed.

"... Demons?" Mu Qingzhou asked in surprise.

"Oh? Young people have good eyesight." The old man... can no longer be called an old man, the demon nodded approvingly, "Although I can't remember where you smelled your breath, but your breath... um ...Although it was covered up with the blood of the kid next to him, our demons have a very good sense of smell, what do you think? A kid from the heavenly realm?"

Mu Qingzhou just kept Yang Yi firmly behind him in silence, staring at the demons in front of him with full vigilance: "What purpose do you have?"

"Actually, I'm very curious, how did you find out." Seeing Mu Qingzhou's posture of never saying anything unless you tell me, he sighed, "The heavenly world is still as rigid as ever... children are not cute at all. .”

As he said, he tore off the skin of the old man on his face, revealing a face that he thought was more delicate than that of other demons: "Well, I was worried that the disguise technique would be discovered by you, so I specially found a human skin mask. I still failed after thinking about it." Putting the mask on the ground casually, the Demon Race smiled at Mu Qingzhou, "According to the rules, should I introduce myself? We met for the first time, my name is Ling Yuan, I come from the Demon Realm, the purpose... I'm looking for someone, but I can't tell you."

Mu Qingzhou asked again: "Why him?"

It refers to Yang Yi.

Ling Yuan pouted: "It's not fair, kid. I answered your question, but you haven't answered mine. Why is it your turn to ask again?"

With a movement of Mu Qingzhou's finger, a slug of ice rushed upwards from where Ling Yuan was standing, but Ling Yuan's reaction and perception were extremely fast, so he easily dodged it.

"Why are you kidding me?" Ling Yuan looked aggrieved, "If you don't agree with me, you'll do it. Why are you people in the heavenly realm just like Di Jun?"

As soon as the word Dijun came out, Mu Qingzhou couldn't help being stunned, and it was just this moment of distraction. Ling Yuan took the opportunity to flash in front of Mu Qingzhou, raised his jaw frivolously, and said with a joke: "But you people from the heavenly realm Why do you look so good-looking? Especially you are the most beautiful I have ever seen, how about it? Do you want to go to the devil world with me?"

When Mu Qingzhou came close to him, he came back to his senses and wanted to hide, but Ling Yuan was quick and didn't give him a chance to dodge at all, so he was easily restrained. He was panicked at first, but when he heard this out of tune The words suddenly calmed down.

After staring at Ling Yuan blankly for a while, Mu Qingzhou raised his hand.

"Crackling—!"

Dark purple thunder fell from the sky, if Ling Yuan hadn't dodged quickly, he might have been struck from head to toe.

"Dual elements of ice and thunder?" Pulling away from Mu Qingzhou, Ling Yuan secretly clicked his tongue.

Generally speaking, there are no special circumstances. Whether it is a human, a god, or a demon, there can only be one spiritual attribute. Dual attributes are not unheard of, but this only exists in legends, and more than two attributes are unheard of .

Even Emperor Jun, who is currently recognized as the strongest in the Three Realms, is nothing more than a single thunder attribute.

And this seemingly young kid in front of him actually has two attributes? !

Ling Yuan couldn't help but look at Mu Qingzhou seriously.

And Mu Qingzhou himself didn't seem to realize how incredible it is that he has two kinds of spiritual breath attributes, and he was still considering whether to untie the seal and fight under Ling Yuan's hands.

Ling Yuan was looking at Mu Qingzhou, while recalling in his mind whether there was a fairy named Qingzhou in the heavenly realm.

The result was none, not to mention that he had no impression of Mu Qingzhou's face at all, and he had never even heard of Qingzhou's name.

Either this person is a secret trick hidden by the heavenly realm, or "Qingzhou" is just a fake name.

He has never fought against people with dual attributes. Although Mu Qingzhou seems to have a lower level of cultivation than him, Ling Yuan has always been very cautious about unknown things. The goal, but at least now he can't take a drop of his heart to verify it.

Although it is a pity, Ling Yuan cherishes his life even more, so today's mission can only temporarily fail.

Withdrew a certain distance, trying to pull it out of the attack range of Mu Qingzhou - although I don't know how far it is, but it is always right to be farther away.

Mu Qingzhou was worried that Ling Yuan would have a backhand, so he could only stand there and watch Ling Yuan leave suddenly.

Although I don't know why this person left suddenly, the demons acted strangely and completely irrationally, which is not difficult to understand, but what is certain is that Yang Yi is safe.

[The author has something to say: Thank you for the other kind of recommendation tickets~ (I forgot about this yesterday, so I won’t say it—V—)]