Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, Zuo Qiutang froze on the spot, clutching the brim of the invisibility cloak with his fingers, and didn't move for a while.

After a while, she seemed to have regained her ability to move. She turned her neck and turned her gaze to the mirror, looking at herself with only her head exposed to the air.

On the cold pretty face, the astonishment has not faded away in the future.

"Miss left?"

The people outside the door waited for a while, then knocked on the door twice, and asked gently and politely.

There is also the voice of her senior fellow student: "Little junior sister just came back not long ago, she is indeed in the house, she should come to open the door soon, I will go back first."

That senior brother hugged Buddha's feet anxiously before leaving, greeted Qu Yang, and left in a hurry, he still had to hurry to practice manipulating the puppet.

At this time, outside Zuo Qiutang's room, Qu Yang was waiting on the spot, turned around and glanced, several Wenshu Pavilion disciples were sitting there, facing each other in twos and threes performing a puppet show, except for the part of singing and reciting, there were no musical instruments playing.

It looks decent, but a knowledgeable person can see through those fancy moves with just one glance.

In order to please the mysterious puppeteer, they really did their best. Some of them are still black and blue, which is obviously the sequelae of staying up all night playing with puppets.

Qu Yang withdrew his gaze, remembering that yesterday afternoon, Zuo Hengyuan sent a letter to him, saying that he had found some puppet beginners for him, and asked him to see the performance of these people, so as to set the standard for successors.

He smiled slightly, standard?What standard, he never thought about it at all.

As for the so-called heir to the mantle, he made up nonsense.

Fortunately, these people didn't have much time to prepare. They had to follow Ji Feng's trail and prepare to expand Wenshu Pavilion's power at the same time, so he wouldn't feel the slightest bit of guilt if his efforts were wasted.

Qu Yang's eyes shifted to the door in front of him, presumably with Zuo Qiutang's disposition, he was also troubled by this matter - worried about how to get the Song family's puppet as soon as possible to increase the chances of winning.

It doesn't matter, he will soon let her stop worrying.

There are only nine threads, and the disciples of Wenshu Pavilion feel that it is extremely difficult to mobilize. If one is not paying attention, the puppet will move with the same hands and feet when it moves, which is very funny.

They couldn't help wondering whether the person Master said, the person who wrapped the six thin threads of 210 around his hands and manipulated the six puppets from afar, really existed?

Unable to understand why the gap between people is so large, like a ravine, the two disciples looked at each other, put down the puppets in hand, and took a break for a while to catch their breath.

They noticed Qu Yang coming early in the morning, but they just didn't bother to pay attention to it. Now that they were free, they happened to see that the topic naturally centered on him.

"He killed Ji Feng and caused disturbances all over the city. Why did he come to our place?"

"Here, look at the brocade box in his hand, I guess it's a thank you gift for Junior Sister. If Junior Sister wasn't there, and he was the only one fighting Ji Feng, it would really be a disaster."

"It's a good heart, but didn't the Song family spend all their money on Father Song? What good things can he bring?"

"After all, it won't be their puppet, which is too precious. This is their lifeblood."

The two thought their voices were very small, but they actually jumped into Qu Yang's ears verbatim.

Qu Yang didn't care much, and continued to wait, with a gentle smile on his face and full of patience.

Zuo Qiutang took off the invisibility cloak, and frowned tightly. She couldn't figure out why Qu Yang was here at this moment, it couldn't be because she had seen the scene of the puppet displaying its supernatural powers, and knew its many functions. To kill people.

There is such a possibility.

Zuo Qiutang thought over and over again, it had been a long time, and any further hesitation would arouse suspicion. She took off the invisibility cloak on her body, and suddenly opened the door.

"Brother Song has been waiting for a long time."

Qu Yang followed in, Zuo Qiutang smiled and said, "Brother Song, sit down, time is running out, I haven't had time to prepare tea yet."

"You and I are friends of life, you don't have to stick to common customs. I came here this time mainly to thank Miss Zuo for helping me earlier. This is a thank you gift."

"How embarrassing, Qiutang is just a little effort." Zuo Qiutang declined and waved his hand.

Qu Yang put the brocade box in his hand on the table, Zuo Qiutang couldn't help guessing what was inside, then Qu Yang smiled and said, "Miss Zuo must have known about the rumors this morning."

"Well," Zuo Qiutang nodded, sitting obediently on his knees and playing with his fingers. He didn't understand why Qu Yang said that, "Ji Feng is a man of distinction after all. If you kill him, it will naturally cause a lot of disturbance. What's more In the eyes of the world, it is really unbelievable, after a while, the turmoil will pass."

Qu Yang sighed and said: "I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until that time. Miss Zuo also knows that people have ulterior motives. Knowing that the puppet of the Song family has such a terrifying ability to defend against the enemy, I'm afraid it was all kinds of attempts to snatch it." Little thieves have to think about it day and night."

As the old saying goes: Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, but be afraid of thieves thinking about it.

Zuo Qiutang stretched out his hand to his lips to hide the stiffness at the corners of his mouth.

Are you talking about her?

This is talking about her, right?

Qu Yang didn't seem to notice her unnaturalness, and continued: "The enemies are hidden in the dark, and the number is unknown. It is even possible that some people who usually smile to greet people are secretly planning shady schemes."

Zuo Qiutang: "..."

Can you stop talking?

She was a little skeptical, Qu Yang was pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai, but the other party's eyes were clear, and the pure expression of trust did not seem to be fake.

0641 Akimbo: "Shameless old thief, be confident! It's you!"

Qu Yang glanced at the invisibility cloak that the naked eye couldn't catch, stopped talking about being a thief and scolding the thief, and the topic returned to the original place: "Miss Zuo knows that the rumors that are spreading now are putting my Song family on the line. Roasting on the fire. But now, it is very difficult to control this puppet with my internal strength."

He stared at Zuo Qiutang earnestly, with a serious expression on his face: "Ms. Zuo is the benefactor who saved my Song family, and there is Wenshu Pavilion behind her, and she will go north to the Martial Arts Conference in a few days, ordinary people can't move .”

With a flick of his white skinny fingers, he rested on the edge of the brocade box, Qu Yang smiled and said, "I'll give this puppet to Miss Zuo."

"Bangdang."

Zuo Qiutang's dropped arm hit the corner of the table, and the severe pain swept over her, but she didn't have time to take care of it, but she was so shocked that she couldn't be more shocked, and her emotions were so complicated that she seemed to overturn the five flavors of the world.

The puppet she was thinking about, the puppet she was about to seize, as the heirloom of the Song family, the only puppet in the world...

That's it, it's hers?

At first he thought it would take a lot of trouble, but in the end he was handed to him so easily, Zuo Qiutang stared at Qu Yang's calm and handsome face for a long time, feeling a rare sense of shame welling up in his heart.

"But this is a treasure of your Song family. I just injected some internal energy into it as best I can. It shouldn't be like this."

Qu Yang's smile deepened, his peach-blossom eyelids curled up, his deep and clear pupils were like black holes sprinkled with tiny stars, strangely stained with a deceptive color.

"Those internal forces saved the lives of our family. Miss Zuo has already entered the internal energy at a young age, and I am only a few years old, and I only have external energy."

"I can see the end of my life at a glance, but Miss Zuo is different. If you hand this puppet into your hands, no one can imagine what you can achieve."

"Look at this puppet..."

Zuo Qiutang followed his words, lowered his head unconsciously, and looked at the puppet in the brocade box on the table. The little girl was lying obediently inside, smiling lifelike, really like a real and lovely girl.

But this little girl puppet is a legendary puppet unparalleled in the world. Even if it was in the hands of an inexperienced foreign martial artist, the predecessor of the Song family was able to kill the long-established puppet with his own means. First-class master.

There seemed to be a whirlpool on the puppet, which sucked all Zuo Qiutang's mind into it.

How nice it would be if she was hers.

"From now on, it will belong to Miss Zuo."

Staring heavily at the puppet, Zuo Qiutang burst into a crazy smile as he said this sentence.

Yes, it's hers.

Her legendary puppet, the beginning of her legend.

Qu Yang got up to leave, and when he turned around, he flicked his hand lightly, and then, a ray of bright light left from his fingertips and fell into the puppet, as if awakening something.

Zuo Qiutang's smile grew bigger and bigger, his breath was short of breath while holding the puppet, and his whole mind was focused on the puppet.

my, my...

The girl puppet blinked.

……

Noon is approaching.

For the [-]th birthday of an old lady from a large family in Qingcheng, the puppet troupe was invited to present the most luxurious lineup as a gift.

The puppet show hadn't even started yet, and people were coming and going on the street, most of them flocked in that direction, and the scorching sun above their heads couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.

One of them was wearing a long gown, and walked forward along the flow of people unhurriedly.

The people around him were crowded and crowded, but he was alone and relaxed.

Suddenly, one person was squeezed and nearly fell over. That person closed his eyes tightly, not knowing whether he was about to fall into the crowd or the ground. In short, he could not escape the fate of being trampled ruthlessly.

However, the expected bad result did not appear, and a force came from the arm.

A hand caught him.

The man opened his eyes, just in time to see the owner of the hand withdrawing it indifferently, and then walked forward.

The unlucky Tuliu who was supported was stunned, why did that person's face just now seem to be covered by fog, so blurred that even the outline of the facial features could not be seen clearly?

Is there something wrong with his eyes?

That person was Qu Yang, after he left the place where Wenshuge was staying now, he found out the attire he wore when he met Zuo Hengyuan for the first time, and he was going to the teahouse for an appointment.

On the shoulder, 0641 asked curiously: "Host, what you gave Zuo Qiutang just now wasn't the heirloom puppet of the Song family?"

Stepping into the teahouse, Qu Yang asked with a smile, "How did you know that?"

"Intuitively, if the Song family's heirloom puppet gives Tong the impression that it is as sharp as a knife, then the counterfeit that you modified for Zuo Qiutang is... like a little goblin that can confuse people, and people will heart and soul for it, Even risk their lives."

It was as if a cat had pressed his heart with a soft pad, and it was very itchy. 0641 desperately wanted to know what Qu Yang did before he left Zuo Qiutang's place.

But it saw it, and the eyes of the puppet Mumu came alive, no different from a real person.