[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

"Silly girl." The voice from outside the door was gentle, saying word by word: "In my eyes, Xia Qi is just Xia Qi, neither the daughter of the pagoda master nor the proud daughter of Tianhuamen. Xia Qi, just That little girl who loves to laugh and make trouble, she is obviously sad but still tries to force herself to laugh."

Xia Qi suddenly felt that there was no need for her to ask further questions.She bit her lower lip and said in a low voice: "Brother Tian, ​​there is a magic weapon in my father's refining room. I'll tell you the magic formula. Get it out, and then come back to me."

"This... this is not very good."

Xia Qi bit her lip, and said: "That magic weapon can break through restrictions and barriers, and we will send it back after we use it up."

"...Okay!" The voice outside the door hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Xia Qi bent the corners of her lips, and said: "Restriction formula, listen carefully..."

When the sound of footsteps outside the door sounded again, Xia Qi clenched his fingers tightly and said anxiously: "Brother Tian, ​​you have to act fast, and you must get that magic weapon back before Dad comes back!"

"it is good."

"Brother Tian, ​​you have to be careful alone."

"Xiao Qi?"

"Luo Youran, you must be careful of her!" Xia Qi bit her lip, her eyes filled with anger, and said word by word: "That woman... She was the one who told me that the Nascent Soul cultivator led by Wan Jianzong was Ling Yao That woman, so..." That's why she rushed up to take revenge, but she kicked the iron plate.

The atmosphere outside the door suddenly changed, the voice was full of anger, and said angrily: "That woman framed you?! See if I don't teach her a lesson!"

The man was furious, Xia Qi was sweet in his heart.She is deeply grateful to that Junior Sister Luo for her help, and she will repay her well.But right now was not the time to deal with her, so he whispered a few words of persuasion to calm down his lover.

The confinement room was quiet again, Xia Qi sat by the bed, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

She didn't know that her brother Tian, ​​who had left the confinement tower, turned around and met a beautiful woman in a white dress and a white dress.

Being able to be spotted by Xia Qi, whose eyes are above the top, this brother Tian is indeed born with a good skin, and looks like a handsome young man in the world.His real name was Luo Tian, ​​he was of the same generation as Xia Qi, and he was originally a casual cultivator. When he was admitted to Tianhuamen 100 years ago, he had a Golden Core cultivation level.

If Xia Qi was present, she would definitely recognize that the woman in the white dress was Luo Youran.Although her aptitude is not top-notch, her reputation among the younger generation is second only to Xia Qi.After all, compared to Xia Qi who is arrogant and not easy to get close to, Luo Youran is a gentle flower of interpretation.

Luo Youran slowly unfolded the sandalwood fan in her hand, half covering her beautiful face, she glanced at Luo Tian with affectionate eyes, and said in a voice like a warbling voice: "Have you got the formula?"

The corner of Luo Tian's mouth curled up, "Naturally."

Luo Youran's beautiful eyes were bent with a smile, and she said softly: "Finally, I have lived up to the torment of the past hundred years, my mother's bones are sore in the Tianhua Gate."

Luo Tian glanced at Luo Youran, and snorted coldly with disdain: "I think you are enjoying it."

Luo Youran suddenly smiled and bent over, and said with a smile: "The taste of the monks of Tianhuamen is good, but every time you have to leave room for it, you can't enjoy yourself." Stretched lazily, "Okay I think they are already waiting impatiently, my mother will go and wait first, so hurry up."

Luo Tian's eyes were cold: "It's not your turn to order me."

Luo Youran closed the sandalwood fan in her hand, and rolled Luo Tian's eyes: "You think my old lady is rare? It's just that silly girl who treats you as something." After finishing speaking, she left gracefully.

Luo Tian's eyes darkened - tsk, bitch.

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The ghosts in the north of the sky.

The ghosts and monsters in Tianbei are the place where people in the demon sect are most active. Here, the orthodox way is declining, and the demon sect is flourishing. There are countless demon sects, big and small, fighting all day long.Here, mortals have the lowest status, and they may be caught at any time to refine poisonous men or puppets.It's not that they don't want to leave, but the way to leave the ghosts is controlled by the demon cultivators, and it is tortured in every way for mortals who want to leave the ghosts without authorization, so no one dares to escape.

In the empty street, a figure wearing a black cloak and a hood slowly walked past.Under the hood, the outline of the boy's jaw is surprisingly beautiful, it is Fu Rongyang.

Fu Rongyang had no choice but to use some methods of magic cultivation. After all, some methods of magic cultivation are much faster to get started than Taoism.However, what he didn't expect was that a malevolent star would appear out of nowhere, forcing all his calculations to nothing!

But it doesn't matter, he wrote down these grievances, and in the future, he will definitely get back one or two!

Throwing those figures that filled him with hatred to the back of his mind, Fu Rongyang clasped a few talismans with his hands in his sleeves.

Now, his primary concern is how to leave the Tianbei ghosts safely.

It would be great if his master was here, the Supreme Demon Dao, any demon cultivator is not respectful, unlike him now, he has to be careful when passing through Tianbei City.

Fu Rongyang's aura, which was originally quite clear, had turned into a dark and obscure corpse like a carrion.There is no other way, Taoist cultivators are far more dangerous than mortals when walking among ghosts and creatures in the north of the sky.Pretending to be a magic cultivator, at most he would be blacked out by other magic cultivators.But if it is a Taoist cultivator, it is the rhythm of being attacked by a group of demonic cultivators.

Fu Rongyang's eyes darkened. In order to save his life, he used a bone plate he found in the market to carve a magic amulet.It's just that at that time he was short of spiritual power, and the spiritual power of the bone plate itself had the upper hand. After using it, the amulet randomly selected a place where the bone plate's owner's spiritual energy had been contaminated.

The world is so big, there is nowhere to go, but this most chaotic piece of northern heavenly ghosts followed.Seeing those demon cultivators arbitrarily extracting mortal souls and raping mortal women, Fu Rongyang frowned in disgust—if he could restore his previous cultivation level, he would be able to crush those disgusting demon cultivators to death with one finger. Even he himself can't see the appearance.

Even so, Fu Rongyang always firmly believed that he would be able to get out of the ghosts in the north of the sky safely.

Raising his hand to touch the clean face in the hood, the corners of Fu Rongyang's lips twitched - in this world, except him, who can be reborn again and again, even if he loses the opportunity of the previous life, is the most filthy... The bloody body was able to survive all kinds of pains, and finally awakened the water-type heavenly spirit root and body of heavenly water that were indistinguishable from the previous life?

Sure enough, he is the protagonist of this world!

Fu Rongyang smiled so complacently that when he finds his master, he will not only be with his master for a long time in the future, but also help his master's magic to rule the world!Hmph, what righteous way, is as hypocritical and abominable as that scumbag, how could it be more pleasing to the eyes of the real villains of Demon Dao!

Just as he was thinking about all kinds of glory in the future, Fu Rongyang suddenly frowned. Really, there are too many flies in the sky, buzzing endlessly.When he finds his master, he must clean up all these flies!

With a "tsk", Fu Rongyang drew the magic formula in his hand, and his whole body disappeared into the middle of the street like smoke.

I thought it was the scum of a low-level demon cultivator, and it would be easy to get rid of it, but after running for a while, Fu Rongyang found that the person behind him was surprisingly difficult to deal with.

For several days in a row, ghosts in the north of the sky ate wind and sand, gnawed dry food until birds faded out of their mouths, and he was obviously a proud son of heaven but was going to be chased and killed by a group of low-level demon cultivators. The storage bag snatched by the day is used to form a killing array with Lingshi.

Fortunately, the demon cultivator who followed him behind him was not capable, and he was somewhat capable of bullying ordinary people on weekdays, and he knelt down when he encountered a monk.

Fu Rongyang didn't hesitate, first he used a talisman to kill one, and then took advantage of the other two demon cultivators falling into the killing array, he used the magic formula of Jinjiang Palace forcibly, and killed another one.Just when Fu Rongyang was about to deal with the last demon cultivator, a voice sounded from behind, with a playful tone in his tone: "Hehe, you are obviously full of mellow water spirit but covered up with demonic energy, little baby, you are quite interesting .”

Fu Rongyang was startled suddenly, he turned his head suddenly, only to see behind him at some point there was a fire poisonous scorpion with a height of two meters, a dark red leather armor, and tail spikes raised high.And on the back armor of the fire poison scorpion, there was an old man sitting cross-legged.

The old man looked dry, his skin was attached to his bones like dry bark that had drained all the water, but he was wearing an extremely luxurious wide-sleeved toga, which looked as empty as drying on a bamboo pole. The clothes on it looked ridiculous.

Fu Rongyang couldn't laugh.

Although he doesn't have the corresponding cultivation base, he still has the eyesight of his previous life, but he can't see the extent of this shriveled old man in front of him. It was extremely slow and difficult, and even breathing became difficult.

"You... Senior, are you...?" Fu Rongyang's voice was extremely dry.

The old man held a bong between his skinny fingers. He ignored Fu Rongyang's words, and just lowered his head, brought the bong to his lips and took a deep puff. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he exhaled a white smoke ring intoxicated.He squinted at Fu Rongyang, and said slowly: "In the early days of foundation establishment, tsk tsk, a weak chicken."

A trace of anger flashed across Fu Rongyang's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.He took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Excuse me, senior, the boy is just passing by the precious land, so I ask senior to hold you up."

"This... I'm afraid it won't work." The old man knocked on his pipe, laughed a little, and said: "At least he is from the Fu family. If he is let go like this, the old man will not be able to sleep well."

"You—!!" Fu Rongyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his voice: "How do you know?!"

"Why doesn't the old man know." The old man said slowly, "The blood of the Fu family can be smelled from a long distance." He laughed softly, "Little baby, the body of the ancient clan is good at refining weapons Material."

Fu Rongyang's face turned pale, and he took a step back subconsciously, but suddenly there were rustling sounds around him.

Fu Rongyang took a look out of the corner of his eye, and saw countless poisonous scorpions crawling out of the grass, densely packed, almost all over the sky.

Fu Rongyang shuddered, so many scorpions crowded together, it was disgusting.

"It's too weak. I'm afraid it will take a while to raise you to the point where you can refine weapons." The old man's hoarse voice sounded close at hand.Fu Rongyang's pupils shrank suddenly, but he saw the old man appearing in front of him in an instant, with his thin palm gently resting on Fu Rongyang's shoulder.

The strength is not heavy, but in Fu Rongyang's eyes, it is no different from a reminder.He couldn't help screaming, his face was pale and terrified, and he screamed: "You can't kill me! My master is the supreme demon, if you touch me, he will definitely crush you and destroy your soul!" soul!"

The old man gave Fu Rongyang a rare look,

Fu Rongyang tried his best to move the divine movement talisman snatched from other demon cultivators, but the divine movement talisman did not respond at all.Fu Rongyang suddenly smelled a sweet and fishy smell. Fu Rongyang was full of horror and tried to open his eyes wide, trying to mobilize the true energy in his body, but his eyes still closed slowly uncontrollably, and finally passed out.

Before falling into a coma, Fu Rongyang heard the old man laughing and saying: "Supreme Demon Dao? What a big name, the old man has lived for so long, and it's the first time I heard that someone can be called the Supreme Demon Dao."

Fu Rongyang fainted.

The author has something to say: Fu Rongyang is an important cannon fodder, the appraisal has been completed o(╯□╰)o