Master always wants to make amends

In front of the Xuanzhenzong mountain gate, a group of people stared blankly at the young man who was knocked over on the ground and the black thing that knocked the young man down. They were all stunned, but they couldn't help but feel that they were being fooled.

That black thing is round, no matter how mysterious the design is, it is still a pot!No matter how you look at it, it is a pot!

What kind of pot can smash a master who is at the peak of Jindan and stepped into the Nascent Soul, so that he can't get up after falling to the ground for a long time?

"Who? Who did it!" Yuan Gang's disciples roared angrily, and hurriedly helped him up, only to see a swollen lump on the back of Yuan Gang's head rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Xiaobai's head was a little confused, after subconsciously calling Master and senior brother, he pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking, and quickly grabbed the pot on the ground from Yuan Gang's hands , hugged tightly in his arms.

His fingers pinching the ears of the pot turned white, and he could almost pinch marks on the ears of the pot. The pot in the pot, and then the eyes slowly focused, just like that.

"Hei, black star... Xuan Tie..." He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and all the agitated emotions in his heart turned into consternation at this moment. The pot is indeed made of black star black iron.

The few people standing close were stunned again, and could hardly believe their ears.

What is Black Star Xuantie? Even the three major sects like Xuanzhenzong have to confess. Only a few elders can carefully take out a little bit and mix it into the body of the sword, forging the high-quality flying sword.

Such high-quality products are rare even if they are as big as a small fist, but now they are made into... a pot? !

Who the hell is such a prodigal!

Everyone suddenly raised their heads to look at the two people in the sky, and suddenly thought that Mo Xiaobai seemed to have called Master and Senior Brother just now, look at this moment, could it be... the one with the cold face in front is the one who has been missing for more than two years Real person Qingxiao?

Everyone saw that the two were moving from far to near in the void, the handsome face of the one in front suddenly froze, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a person fell from behind.

And the person in front didn't seem to be worried at all whether the person pushed off the flying sword would fall to his death, and fell from the sky with a cold face, bringing a cold wind, like a humanoid elf formed by hailstones.

It seems to be very powerful, but it also seems...to have no cultivation at all!

what is this?

Everyone couldn't help but stare blankly at this person who was obviously outstanding as a fairy. It was the first time that he really realized what it meant to cultivate an immortal. Such a person in white clothes, ruthless and lustless like frost jade, is almost a fairy, right?

Yuan Gang was hit so hard that no one could see clearly, but of course he was not shocked by Lin Xiao.

He was the angriest of them all, his whole head was hurting suddenly, when he saw Lin Xiao approaching, he rushed over immediately: "You hit me with that broken pot?"

His hand moved towards Lin Xiao's skirt and grabbed it. The muddy claws successfully made Lin Xiao's eyebrows colder, but Lin Xiao ignored him at all, and he didn't even stop his progress. Not only was it not slow, but it was a bit faster.

Seeing that Yuan Gang's hand was about to touch Lin Xiao's body, a black shadow suddenly appeared from behind Lin Xiao. The man raised his long legs, and suddenly kicked, hitting Yuan Gang's stomach.

boom!

Everyone only heard a muffled sound, and saw Yuan Gang yelled in pain, bowed his body and flew backwards, and directly smashed a big hole in the stone wall not far away, with his upper body overlapping his lower body, his hands and feet touching each other After struggling for a long time, he didn't struggle out.

"You guys are blind!" Yuan Gang groaned for a long time, his face turned blue, and now he couldn't care less about who kicked him, so he just yelled angrily at his apprentices: "I don't know how to get me out!" ?!"

Those people who came with Yuan Gang came back to their senses, rushed over in a hurry, and got them out in a hurry.

That Yuan Gang was in severe pain all over his body. Although he felt that his stomach was going crazy, there was somehow a chill in his meridians, the cold was biting his bones, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

He naturally didn't know that even if he was completely crippled from this moment, the cultivation base all over his body would dissipate like a leak, and he would never be able to gather again.

For those who dare to touch Lin Xiao, Jun Mo has never hesitated to use the most ruthless methods.

Jun Mo sneered and patted his long gown without pleats. When Lin Xiao looked over, he hurriedly showed a gentle and soft smile, and strode to his master, as obedient as if he almost kicked him just now. The guy who took half his life was not like him.

The disciples of Xuanzhenzong did not expect to meet these two, and they were all very happy, and they all gathered around, shouting one after another, master and senior brother, and asked them how the past two years have been in worry and excitement. .

Lin Xiao took a rough look, and found that almost all of them were from Qingjin Peak, and only two people belonged to Cangjian Peak. He looked at Mo Xiaobai thoughtfully, and saw that although the boy looked He was cold, but his eyes were blue and black, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept for many days, so he raised his eyebrows immediately.

"Where's Chu Qiu?"

Mo Xiaobai's eyes turned red suddenly, and his hand holding the pot's ears tightened suddenly. He gritted his teeth and held back for a long time without being able to say a word.

Jun Mo stepped forward and walked to his side, stretched out his hand, and flicked his fingers on the back of his hand: "Let go, this is something I specially forged for Master, don't pinch it, Master likes to drink this pot the most Stewed fish soup."

Mo Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and let go of his hand in pain. Jun Mo stretched out his hand, and put the pot into the ring.

Lin Xiao frowned suddenly: "I just hit someone."

Jun Mo laughed hurriedly: "I smashed it with the bottom of the pot, and when it landed, the bottom of the pot was also facing down, and there was no dirt on it."

Lin Xiao said: "...It doesn't matter, I've been bigu for a long time."

Jun Mo knows that Lin Xiao doesn't care about bigu. His master just likes to eat some things, and he is extremely picky. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't bother to learn these things, and he even made a complete set of utensils come out.

Seeing that Lin Xiao's eyes were slightly unwilling, and he was unwilling to brush off his good intentions, Jun Mo's heart was about to soften into water, and he immediately changed his tone and said: "Master said the same thing, eating The thing really can’t be used in this way, it’s because the disciple didn’t think it through carefully. There are other things coming out of this thing, why don’t we temper the weapons for the uncles, what does the master say?”

Lin Xiao's expression relaxed a little, and he nodded, his eyes showed a little softness.

Jun Mo suppressed a laugh and said in a low voice: "I'll find a better one for Master. Although this black star black iron can remove impurities, it's not as good as gold crystal ore. I just found some some time ago, and I'll find a way to give it to you." Master, come up with a better set."

Lin Xiao felt a sense of irony in his heart, looking at him was a bit more pleasing to the eye, and he also exposed the fact that this thing deliberately hugged his waist along the way just now.

Jun Mo looked at him nodding earnestly with a straight face. What caught his eyes was a cold and indifferent look, but for some reason, he only felt that he was very cute. His fingers were itchy, and he wished he could hold him in his arms and rub him well. , unfortunately, he dare not now.

This guy has now completed the daily task of pleasing the master, and regardless of whether his conversation is about to blind everyone's ears, he glanced sideways and saw that Mo Xiaobai's mood had calmed down because of the two people's deliberate neglect, so he saw He turned to Mo Xiaobai and asked, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaobai was silent, he didn't force him to ask, but scanned the appearances of the other juniors and made a good guess: "Are you going to run away from home?"

Mo Xiaobai's fist on the side of his leg clenched tightly, as if he wanted to poke a hole out of his palm with his fingertips, he took a deep breath, and knelt down in front of Lin Xiao with a puff: "Master, I... ...I have no other choice, only if I leave, the uncle will not be embarrassed by them!"

There was a tremolo in his clear and clear voice, which is unique to teenagers. It seemed that he wanted to cry aloud, but he stubbornly held back.

He slammed his head on the ground fiercely, and roared: "Please master, kill me to clean up the house, and save the uncle!"