[Transmigration Book] Hidden BOSS

It was also the first time for Long Liu to come to this Yunshan faction. The senior brothers and sisters who had already been to the Doubao meeting before coming here repeatedly told her what to pay attention to, so she didn't rush to run after seeing this new mountain road. Going up, he turned his head to Long Jue and explained: "Benefactor, let's wait here for a while, and people from Yunshan Sect will come to meet us later."

Although the number of times Long Jue came to the Yunshan School in his previous lives can be counted on the palm of his hand, he knows the rules of the Yunshan School very well. You need to send someone out to respond before you can go in.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Long Liu leaned forward with a confused face, and muttered in a low voice, "Why hasn't anyone come here for so long?" She looked up at the mountain road, and there was only one road. Even without the leadership of the Yunshan faction, it is impossible to get lost, right?Long Liu always felt that the reason why they were asked to wait outside was because the people from the Yunshan faction were afraid that they would get lost.

Long Jue silently looked at Long Liu who was getting closer and closer to the mountain path, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a small stone, and he lightly raised his toes to kick the stone out.

The small stone flew over Long Liu's shoulder without a sound and then seemed to hit some invisible barrier. The thumb-thick stone turned into dust and scattered in the air in an instant.

Because they were too close, some ash almost floated onto Long Liu's face, she turned her head and ran back to Long Jue's side, smiled dryly, and said with some embarrassment: "The benefactor saved my life again."

Long Jue shook his head, this kind of lethality could crush stones into dust, but it was nothing to a monk, he just didn't want Long Liu to break in by mistake and cause trouble, if he got caught in the formation, even if he was a cloud It took a lot of effort for the members of the Mountain School to fish her out, and the invitation letter in Long Liu's hand would probably be invalidated after she was fished out.

Although Long Jue didn't say anything, in Long Liu's heart he had saved himself once again. Long Liu was very clear about how many catties and taels he had. ...that is, the level of a whole corpse.

After a small episode happened, Long Liu became much more honest, she stood quietly beside Long Jue and waited like Mo Xuan.

After standing side by side, Long Jue found that Long Liu was much taller than himself, he subconsciously looked up Long Liu's neck, which was covered by her loose hair.

Long Liu found that Long Jue had been staring at him, and couldn't help but look back, his big eyes were full of doubts.

A few auras suddenly appeared on the mountain road that had been silent for a long time. Long Jue looked away from Long Liu and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared. The disciple's clothes, the one behind him is wearing a gorgeous brocade suit, not like a monk but more like a son of some family.

As soon as these two people showed up, Long Jue felt the emotions of Mo Xuan and Long Liu beside him fluctuate. Long Liu stared angrily at the man in the brocade suit behind the Yunshan faction, and Mo Xuan... was nervous too. Stare at the man closely.

The disciples of the Yunshan School came out first, and introduced themselves politely and gently, "My lord, Wen He, do you dare to ask how many of you are from the Lingshan School?" As he said so, his eyes were all on Long Jue and Mo Xuan.

Long Liu nodded calmly and said, "Of course, these are my senior and junior."

Standing behind Wen He, Lang Yiqi, a man in brocade suit with a proud expression on his face, burst out laughing when he heard Long Liu's answer. He shook the fan in his hand and said sarcastically, "I mean sister Liu, you Which of the good-for-nothing senior brothers I don't know? How dare you lie in front of me?"

Glancing at Lang Yiqi bitterly, Long Liu lied to Wen He and said, "My master's new apprentices, let me bring them here this time to open their eyes."

Before Wen He spoke, Lang Yiqi snorted coldly and said, "Your master has been in retreat for more than ten years, so how can you come out to recruit disciples?"

"Shut up." Long Liu finally stopped ignoring him.

Wen He had a look of helplessness on his face. The sentence he just asked was just a routine, and it was not uncommon for casual practitioners to come in before. As long as it was not a magic cultivator, the Yunshan School would not be so unkind.

It's just that he hasn't had a chance to speak yet, and the two of them started bickering on their own, a little impatient with Lang Yiqi's arrogant attitude, Wen He's smile remained unchanged, and he turned his head to Lang Yiqi and said : "Didn't Fellow Daoist Lang come out because of something? Please hurry up, we're going back soon."

The quarrel with Long Liu was interrupted by Wen He, Lang Yiqi stopped the fan in his hand, his face was slightly green, he gave Wen He a cold look, and then strode out of the mountain road.

Mo Xuan's gaze was fixed on Lang Yiqi. When Lang Yiqi passed by him, he sniffed vigorously, then raised his head and nodded to Long Jue who had been looking at him.

The only things Mo Xuan would notice were Qinglong's things. Long Jue touched his chin, turned his eyes around Lang Yiqi, and then settled on a jade pendant on his waist. The jade pendant was A storage magic weapon.

"It's right there." Mo Xuan grabbed Long Jue's sleeve, his eyes were dark, and his voice was like a whisper, no one except Long Jue heard these words.

Lang Yiqi was not interested in Long Jue and the others, so he didn't care about the sight they put on him. When he walked to the front of the forest, he was about to summon his two monsters when he saw the broken corpses of the monsters.

These two monsters were always by his side, but after he saw Long Liu on the road, he released them to tease her. Even if those trash brothers of Long Liu got together, they couldn't kill them together. He killed his two monsters.

Lang Yiqi looked at the corpse of the monster so angry that his eyes were red, he held the fan tightly in his hand, turned his head and fixed his eyes on Long Jue, gritted his teeth and asked, "You killed me?" of?"