Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

Geng Sang turned around angrily and left.

Pa-ta, pa-ta, the shameless snow beast behind him was chasing after him.The stubby little lion has a slightly open nose, a small mouth, but a high voice.

"Master, just wait for me—"

I've never seen such a shameless Upper Realm Immortal Venerable!Geng Sang Huaqi was blowing cold air from the top of his head, and the momentum accumulated in his fingertips.

He twisted his body violently, and a light blue sword aura formed by condensed lake water burst out from his fingertips. "shut up!"

The snow beast deftly turned its head to avoid the sword energy.Relying on his small body and nimble maneuvers, he still grinned while dodging Geng Sanghua's attack. "Don't worry about it, Master, look, now my physical body is dead, and only a Nascent Soul is left, and you don't allow me to take it away, what do you want me to do?"

Geng Sanghua sneered. "Oh, is it wrong for me to co-author?"

"You can't say that," Snow Beast stretched out its long pink tongue, curled its thick and short nose, and discussed with him with a playful smile. "Now, you are my master. Whatever you say is right."

Geng Sang Painting: ...

He really began to worry that he would be pissed to death by his own damn "head disciple".

Geng Sanghua held back the sword aura of his fingertips, pinched his snow-white wide sleeves tightly with his jade-white fingers, and said bitterly: "According to what you mean, from the beginning to the end, could it be that I bullied you instead?"

Seeing him stop, the snow beast ran after him with four hooves, its silver hair fluttering in the mountain wind.The moonlight in the mountains is beautiful, and its hair is as frosty as snow. Although its hooves are short, they are like stepping on dark clouds. Suddenly, it spread its hooves and rushed to the front of Geng Sang's painting.

"Ah, my good master, why do you always misinterpret my meaning?" Snow Beast grinned, raised his head, and looked at Geng Sang Hua with snowy pupils. "Since ancient times, one day is a teacher and a lifelong husband..."

After a while, Geng Sang Huayu's white face turned red, and the Wei Lei sword, which had never been sheathed in the past, was stabbed again, and the tip of the sword pierced the snow beast's nose bone, gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "What did you just say, Say it again!"

The bridge of the snow beast's nose was stabbed, and the stubby little lion's nose was bleeding. The azure beast's blood gave off a tangy mist in the night.

Every drop of animal blood is condensed from the essence of the lakes and ponds in this world.

...Damn it!

Geng Sang Huahen's teeth were almost gnawed into pieces.

Snow Beast looked up and saw that Geng Sanghua's hand holding the sword was not steady, well, looking up, the look in the man's peach blossom eyes was also not right.

tick!As another drop of turquoise beast blood slowly slid down from the snow beast's thick and short nose, Geng Sanghua's long black eyelashes trembled unceasingly, and the peach blossom eyes rippled uncontrollably.He tried his best to avoid the natural temptation of this water-type aura, but...it seemed, maybe, maybe, he couldn't control it.

The Snow Beast grinned, moved forward without fear and raised its paw again, intending to hold the Wei Lei sword with its fleshy paw, and at the same time continued to tease with a playful smile. "Ah, so Master loves to listen to these words so much? You love to listen, just right, and I can also talk. When I return to Baishi Mountain, I will tell Master day and night to you!"

Geng Sanghua was a little unsteady on his feet.

The Snow Beast grasped the sword with its fingers and claws, and instantly the blue beast's blood splattered everywhere.The breath of water from the Shrine of the Upper Realm was pure and dignified, and a single drop of blood could be worth a hundred or even a thousand years of his cultivation.

Geng Sanghua hastily looked away, his teeth gritted sourly. "You, you actually..."

"What am I?" The Snow Beast raised its paw, licked the blood dripping from the tip of the paw indifferently, and said with a grin: "I like my essence so much! Blood, in the future..."

"No future!" Geng Sanghua choked, holding the sword upside down, and turned his head to withdraw.

He didn't dare to hurt this shameless beast again.

With the temper of this beast, once he draws the sword again, it will only stick to the tip of his sword, wishing he could roll under the fearful sword under his palm again.

The soft belly was punctured...

Geng Sanghua lightly pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, and he didn't dare to think about it any further.

If he accidentally punctured the beast's belly or other vital points, it would be, that would be a disaster!The spiritual breath of the upper realm shrine is simply not something a mortal cultivator of his level can resist.

Geng Sanghua walked very fast with his sword upside down, his white clothes fluttering, and under the moonlight he walked like fleeing.

The snow beast licked the green blood from the wound without haste, turned its snow-colored vertical pupils, raised its four hooves, and followed Geng Sanghua's buttocks patter.

Geng Sanghua got a headache when he heard the pattering sound.He pinched the tip of his nose, closed his eyes, and suddenly picked up the breeze.Fearing the barrier, Jian Duo let go of his palm and floated in the wind out of thin air.

Geng Sanghua breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his foot to use his sword.

"Master, just wait for me—"

But that damned snow beast also saw it, thud thud thumped, and suddenly its hoofs flew like flying, and it also rushed towards Wei Lei Sword.

Geng Sang Painting: ...

He wants to wait, he is stupid.

Geng Sanghua raised his foot to step on the Weilei sword without looking back, snorted and sneered, his thin red lips parted slightly, before he could speak, the wild cry of the snow beast came again in his ears.

——"Master—there are still twelve——"

In the last few consecutive ahhhhhh, the noisy Geng Sanghua got more and more headaches.

He turned his head, stared angrily at the snow beast that was running wildly towards him in the night, and said with a sneer, "You are also named Twelve? Only my disciples from Baishi Mountain can enter the senior ranking. Twelve is my disciple. ,you?"

"Liger and so on—" the snow beast was still running wildly.

Geng Sanghua's laughter became colder, and every word he said was cold. "A mere beast, who can't even speak clearly. You, you beast, what are you! How dare you call him Twelve."

When he opened his mouth to speak, he inevitably delayed the opportunity to urge Feijian.

Snow Beast hurriedly took the opportunity to spread its hooves and gallop.It was really flying, after running a few steps, its four hooves floated up in the air and stepped up, step by step, like stepping on a ladder.

Rumble!From the dark cloud pattern of the snow beast's four hooves came the faint sound of thunder.In the mountains and forests, the moon was shining brightly, but after a while, it seemed that even the bright moon was a little afraid of it, quietly hiding behind the dark clouds.

I don't know when the sky will be dark.

The snow beast finally rushed to Geng Sang Hua's body, pawing its four hooves vigorously, aiming seriously with a pair of snow-colored vertical pupils.

With a bang, the snow beast jumped into Geng Sang Hua's arms.

The placement is extremely precise.

Geng Sang Painting: ...

What the hell is this?!

"Master, hehehehe," Snow Beast made a successful move, immediately grabbed Geng Sanghua's chest firmly with its front paws, and grinned triumphantly. "Master, your arms are really slippery... ah!"

Geng Sanghua was furious, adrenaline rushing to his head, he couldn't help but hurt the snow beast, so he grabbed the snow beast by its fur.Gritting his teeth, Yubai's fingers burst out with spiritual power, and pinched down fleshy, trying to throw this damned snow beast out of his arms.

The snow beast's claws firmly grabbed his collar, pinching and pulling... emmm As expected, the snow-colored ice silk robe on Geng Sanghua's body was torn.

Chi la, most of the jade-white skin bloomed in the wind.

Geng Sanghua lowered his head, and saw that damned snow beast, that damned snow beast... was digging into his chest extremely viciously, leaving only a thread of tattered clothes.

As if it was not enough, Snow Beast raised its left front paw and boldly caressed his thin red lips that were constantly trembling with anger.

"You...you scoundrel!" Geng Sanghua was angry and impatient, he couldn't be more wrong, this snow beast was Yuan Xu, and Yuan Xu was in the body of Immortal Emperor Yunlan from the upper realm.He lived for more than 1000 years, and he never thought that he would be planted in the hands of his apprentice.

... No, even if it is really planted, it can't be the current situation.

Absurd, too absurd!

Geng Sanghua was so angry that he was trembling all over, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, he galloped wildly at the same time.In recent years, the spirit, which has been especially unstable, has gone wrong again, and his spiritual breath has been disturbed, and he almost fell from the sword of fear.

Snow Beast tilted its head and hummed indifferently. "It's all about evil disciples, Master, you already recognized it! A teacher for a day, a husband for life."

"...Get out!" Geng Sanghua raised his hand to catch the snow beast, with all five fingers exerting force, his ten-stage cultivation base exploded.

There was a strong wind in the mountains, and the moon was completely hidden behind the dark clouds, which were as big as bad mountains.Although the snow beast is as small as a pug, it is very heavy.Geng Sanghua mentioned it a few times, but he couldn't lift it.

Instead, let this guy climb up his neck slowly, still hang most of his body on his chest, grinned, and heyed again.

"My good master, it turns out that you like to play so much."