Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

After Yuan Xu went down the mountain, he went straight to Xuli Village.

According to Geng Sanghua, Xuli Village is near the sea, and nowadays, middle-aged men often die violently at the wharf. The corpses are horrible, as if they have been eaten by wild animals.

Xuli Village is only three hundred miles away from the foot of Baishi Mountain, not too far away.

When Yuan Xu arrived at Xuli Village, it was dusk, and the glow was like a fire, reflecting half of the sky red.He raised his head and couldn't help frowning slightly.Then lightly shrugged his nostrils, and unsurprisingly, he smelled some devilish air mixed with the salty and wet sea smell.This wisp of magic energy doesn't seem to be strong, and it smells a bit like the smell of burning straw in the wild.

In his previous life, Yuan Xu was stationed by the seaside for 12 years.He did not expect that now that he has become a cultivator through the book, it is the first time he was ordered by his teacher to go down the mountain to go out on a mission, and the first place he went to was also such a seaport.

There are people coming and going at the port, and many fishing boats are moored along the shore.There was no straw, and no one was burning grass.But in the place where the fishing boats gathered together, the devilish energy was stronger.

Yuan Xu walked towards the fishermen's gathering place.

As soon as the soles of Wuzao's boots passed the Qingshi Street, the sound of a discussion suddenly drifted into his ears.

——"Qing Gui, have you heard that there is a fairy grave in Beiju Luzhou, and there are countless jewels in the grave."

—"So what if I heard that? Ghosts don't even know where the fairy tomb is hidden! Not to mention anything else, after so many years, our brothers have been looking for it, and it's still blind? Why don't you come to Xihe Niuzhou to fish? Be real."

— "Hey hey, that's that..."

Yuan Xu suddenly stopped, looked intently, and saw a few people dressed like ordinary people in the market, eating wine with their feet on their feet.

Yuan Xu is an immortal cultivator with excellent eyes and ears. Although these suspicious people are half a street away from him, he is now in the late stage of Jindan, and his hearing is enough to cover dozens of miles.What's more, it's so close! "Green Ghost" doesn't sound like a good person, and the guy nicknamed "Green Ghost" exudes traces of bloody smell.

Yuan Xu changed his mind and went into that seafood restaurant.

He was startled when he entered the door.

There is a high platform in the center of the restaurant, the curtains are half rolled up, and there is a woman singing with a pipa in her arms.The woman was fifteen or sixteen years old, with black hair and red lips, and the tulle dress could barely cover her breasts.

Yuan Xu faltered, subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape.

Probably thanks to that girl Jiang at the foot of Baishi Mountain, he now feels like a thorn in his back whenever he sees a delicate fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in Linlangjie.Don't mention getting close to them, just talking to them a few more words makes me feel apprehensive.Who told Master to be petty?Lalachacha, Master will blame him!

Master...

Yuan Xu closed his eyes suddenly, and put his hand on the hilt of the Cloud Piercer sword at his waist.

That's right, Master is no longer in front of us.He also no longer served at Baishi Mountain.Even if he teases you and me with a mortal woman, the master will never be petty to him, and when he goes to greet him every day... oh, there is no greeting.

When Yuan Xu opened his eyes, they were slightly red.boom!He untied the Cloud Piercer sword and threw it heavily on the wine table, hooked the table and stool with his toes, sat down with a big horse, squinted his eyes and called Xiaoer.

"Serve the wine—!"

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At the same time, Baishi Mountain.

Without Yuan Xu, everyone in the Baishishan Martial Arts Training Ground was slumped, and the inner disciples were all holding their breaths, practicing weapons individually, and no one wanted to speak.

Twelve manipulated 36 thin swords, and arranged a formation of wild goose swords in the air.Flying swords need spiritual power to control. He is only in the late stage of foundation building now, and the golden core in his belly will not be completed, and his cultivation is stuck. These little flying swords don't listen to him, flying crookedly in mid-air.It is obviously a head goose, but as the head goose's natal sword, it can't even fly in a straight line, let alone lead a flock of geese into battle to kill the enemy!

In the past, Yuan Xu helped him.

Yuan Xu taught him that the head goose must be ahead of the other swords by half the length of the sword, the head goose must have eyes, the head goose...

"No more training!" Twelve breathed out his spiritual breath vigorously, and 36 flying goose sword coefficients fell to the ground, jingling and clanging, and fell into the training ground in a mess. "Without Senior Brother, I can't practice."

The third child, who was playing the piano weakly, raised his head when he heard the sound, opened his lips, and closed his mouth wisely.

"It's all because you are ignorant, third child!" The sixth child also took away the huge black sword that was more than ten feet long and three feet wide, and sighed a little bit embarrassingly. "You said you heard senior brother stealing from others! It's fine for love, why are you yelling around?"

Ding sound.The third child broke the strings of the qin, and jumped up, his face full of anger. "If I hadn't heard it, would you guys know? Huh? The elder brother even kept the master secret."

Huh?It seems that something strange has mixed in.

There was silence in the Baishishan Martial Arts Training Ground, and everyone's expression was suddenly very exciting.

"Hey, I said?" Twelve smacked his lips and laughed a few times. "Our master and senior brother have always been a little bit like that? He had such a violent fight with a little lover that night, can our master not be like that?"

"What?"

"what?"

All the brothers stared and pretended to be stupid.

Twelve didn't say anything, he walked a few steps among the falling swords all over the ground with his hands behind his back, shaking his head, and sighed with a smile: "Poor our elder brother is a real and honest person, even if he goes down the mountain to experience dozens or hundreds of years , I probably don’t understand why the master wants to drive him down the mountain.”

The eleven inner disciples of Baishi Mountain glanced at each other, and there were strange smiles on the corners of their lips.

it is more than words.