Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

Ever since he was deflated at the bottom of the sword cliff, Geng Sanghua deliberately forcibly resisted not seeing the snow beast of Yuan Xu Jiling.But he couldn't bear it!

It was only 89 days, and he sent all the remaining outer disciples down the mountain to buy wine for him.When returning to the mountain, everyone was carrying more than ten or twenty altars of old wine in their hands, and Geng Sanghua, who was so drunk, was so delirious that his eyes could barely recognize things.

It's better to be drunk than to make fun of yourself face to face.

Geng Sanghua sneered and folded his arms tightly, standing in the wind, just like the legend of the world, has nothing to do with the world, and never willing to take the initiative to fall into the mortal world.

Then I thought to myself, ah, tonight...it should be that life-threatening night again.

Suo Ye was like a curse carved into his bone marrow.Geng Sanghua couldn't avoid it, even when he was drunk, he could still remember it deeply.

Yuan Xu had already gone down the mountain in the last night, and he boiled a big puddle of bloody mud in the secret cave in the back mountain alone.Now... Now that Yuan Xu is back, that person will never come back.

The one he led back to the mountain with a chain of spiritual power was a fluffy monster, the original body of Immortal Emperor Yunlan from the upper realm shrine, except that he was not the big disciple Yuan Xu who had a secret love affair with him.

Geng Sanghua staggered off the roof, and under his feet was a large expanse of lapis lazuli.

He is always pretty.In the past, Yuan Xu always laughed at him, with that kind of gentle appearance that was almost reticent, with a little laugh bubble in his eyes, he laughed at him lightly and said: Master, you have lost your temper again.

Yuan Xu, Yuan Xu...

In the past when Yuan Xu was here, Geng Sanghua didn't pay much attention to Yuan Xu.When did it start?Gradually, he got used to Yuan Xu.

It's like getting used to his own surging bones and blood.

Geng Sanghua's eyes were slightly wet, and his long crow feather-colored eyelashes kept trembling, and his breath was full of old wine brewed by mortals down the mountain.He knew that he looked particularly bad today!It was so bad that he didn't even want to... think of Yuan Xu who disturbed his Dao heart for thousands of years.

"Master!"

"Master, I'll wait until I hear about Eldest Senior Brother..."

A row of inner disciples wearing snow-colored robes of Baishi Mountain stood at the entrance of Mingyue Xiaolou together. Everyone lowered their heads respectfully, but there was an obvious threat in their words.

In the last sentence, coercion and doubt coexist.

—"Master, big brother, he has already returned to the mountain, hasn't he?"

Geng Sanghua raised his eyelids, and saw that it was the second disciple who asked the question.Except for Yuan Xu, the other disciples have no names in his heart.Over the past thousand years, he has accepted countless apprentices. After entering the school, they are all ranked according to the seniority of the disciples, the eldest and the second count like this, shouting randomly.

Now the second child who is calling him, who knows the name of this person.

Geng Sanghua squinted his eyes, showing a bit of undisguised disdain. "Did the teacher order you to go back to the mountain?"

The second child was taken aback.

The rest of the disciples subconsciously took half a step back.

Geng Sanghua glanced around, but didn't find the disciple Twelve who went down the mountain to report the news, so his thin red lips curled slightly, and he smiled extraordinarily coolly. "What about twelve?"

"Twelve..." The second child muttered, secretly glanced left and right, but couldn't find the minimum support from the juniors and brothers, and his arrogance was instantly extinguished. "Twelve said that he went to pick ganoderma for the elder brother."

Tsk, picking Millennium Ganoderma lucidum and Wannian Saussurea is clearly the task he assigned to Yuan Xu.Now that Twelve is rushing to go, Geng Sanghua would rather die than believe that there is no trick between Twelve and Yuan Xu.

Drunkenness surged up layer by layer, Geng Sanghua suppressed the nausea in his heart, squinting at the group of so-called disciples he picked up with his own hands.Thousands of years have passed, and everything is already in vain.Even the previous disciples couldn't survive this immortal old monster. Most of the former... couldn't make it to alchemy.The lifespan of 300 years in the foundation building period was but a blink of an eye to him.

Among this batch of disciples, Yuan Xu was the only one who passed the foundation building period to form alchemy.

When Geng Sanghua looked at the white-robed disciples blocking his door, it was like looking at a group of unspeakable summer insects.The bright red thin lips were slightly hooked, and the smile was even contemptuous. "Why are you here?"

A group of disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally a person took half a step forward and looked straight at Geng Sang Hua. "Come here for the whereabouts of the big brother."

Snapped!Snapped!Geng Sanghua applauded and laughed. "Very good!"

But a bunch of traitors.

Geng Sanghua looked at them almost contemptuously. "Ah, you are all here for your elder brother?"

"Yes."

"Master..."

Master fucking.

Geng Sanghua sneered, with a hint of disdain by the way.

In fact, Geng Sang's painting needs to be very careful not to anger these fast-moving summer insects. "Ah, your big brother..."

Geng Sanghua smiled disapprovingly. "Do you know why he is in my Baishi Mountain? And why, he stays in Baishi Mountain and doesn't leave lightly?"

Those people in the drunken eyes still looked at each other in blank dismay.

So Geng Sanghua continued to laugh. "You don't know anything, but you expect me to be kind, don't you?"

Geng Sanghua turned around suddenly, his brows turned cold. "You guys, wait...do you really know what kindness is?"

Everyone thought he was drunk.

So Geng Sanghua readily admitted that he was drunk and squinted, and only smiled. "Ah, do you want that senior brother you mentioned to come to avenge your grievances? If you have the ability, let him come to me tonight."

Yuan Xu would never come.

So Geng Sang made up this lie, which was taken for granted.

Geng Sanghua only needed one sentence to leave all the disciples blocking the way. "Give it up!"

All the disciples murmured.

Geng Sang cast peach blossom eyes sideways, and sneered contemptuously. "Or if you have the ability, bring your elder brother. If you have anything to say, let him come and tell me in person."

The crowd finally parted of their own accord.No one is sure to persuade an ancient beast that is no longer human. Besides, they really don't have the courage to go to Jianya.

Jianya, that is the prison of Baishi Mountain since ancient times.

Geng Sanghua was full of sarcasm and disdain, and when he arrived at Mingyue Xiaolou, as soon as the door was closed, he couldn't help being drunk until his footsteps swayed, and he felt a little nauseous.

This is really an extremely rare and unexpected situation!

Geng Sanghua boasts that he has been drinking for many years and is very experienced. At least he has not been drunk in the past 1000 years.It is a very rare experience for him that he cannot walk in a straight line today.

Geng Sanghua entered the secret cave crookedly with his last breath. The moment he locked the barrier, he couldn't help his eyes getting wet, and he even wanted to cry.Will Yuan Xu come? ...How could he come?Ah!

Geng Sanghua hugged an altar of old wine, and sat paralyzed in the secret cave, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, his thin red lips parted and opened, and finally he called out the name:

"Yuan Xu..."