[Comprehensive] Return my husband

It was very rare to come to the psychic dojo. He wore the plain white gown that he usually wears, and a thin purple blouse over his coat. He looked simple and elegant.He walked all the way to Mo Qing's side, looked at Jin Yuanshu who was waving the Wujin sword and drawing the ghost-repelling talisman not far away, and asked, "Ah Qing, why don't you go and learn from the same sect?"

Mo Qing looked up at Yu Jizi, her eyelids drooping: "They don't dare to compete with me."

"Oh?" Yujizi raised his eyebrows.

Mo Qing twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Ever since I once broke a pine tree with one palm when I was sparring with a fellow practitioner of the Bingzong, they all said that they were not afraid of losing to my Yanfeng, but they were afraid of dying at my hands." Fist down."

Yujizi: "..."

Mo Qing looked at the blue sky: "So, masters always have unspeakable loneliness."

Yujizi: "..."

Mo Qing stared at Yujizi's handsome face, and suddenly said, "Uncle Yujizi, why don't we both cultivate together."

With a rogue-like smile on her face, Yu Jizi was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips, and said solemnly, "Ah Qing, I'm your uncle."

Mo Qing laughed even more happily, she stood up, her height was just at the bridge of Yu Jizi's nose, she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "I'm joking, uncle, but uncle should find someone I'm with you."

Yu Jizi breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to her usual warm and jade-like smile: "Ah Qing, you are still young, so you are not allowed to say such nonsense in the future. As for the uncle's personal problems, I think this kind of life is not bad. You must stop nagging like your master."

"Uncle, get married now while there is still a market, lest the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach. When the time comes, you won't be able to find someone who is a double cultivator." After Mo Qing finished speaking, she immediately ran into the psychic. In the dojo, while running, he turned his head and made faces at Yu Jizi, while Yu Jizi smiled helplessly.

At that time, Mo Qing, who had lived several lifetimes for more than a hundred years, felt that it felt good to be pampered.

There are very few cloudy days in Taixu Temple. In addition to the shade cast by the tall pine forests in the psychic dojo, there are also the sounds of young disciples brandishing swords and reciting formulas, occasionally mixed with the roar of tigers and cranes. A tall pine tree, looking back at the many Taixuguan disciples who were staring at her dumbfounded, she turned her head and said expressionlessly, "Uncle Sang asked me to help her get firewood."

What Yujizi said is right, there is no war, no oppression, such a life is very good.

Later, when Yu Jizi had the opportunity to travel again, he not only brought his eldest disciple Jin Kanzi, but also his young apprentice Jin Yuanshu, who was working hard on cultivating the mysterious body, and Mo Qing, who was born in the military sect, also brought him down the mountain. .As soon as Mo Qing got the message from Yujizi, she happily went back to the house to pack her luggage. Dan Chenzi was thinking about Yujizi, who kidnapped his disciple, and he would definitely give it to the head of Song Yufeng when he had the opportunity. Hey, wear small shoes.

Mo Qing packed her luggage and swept it out like a gust of wind. Before she left, she patted her grieving Master on the shoulder and said, "Master, who told you to stay in Taixu Temple all day long? If you often take me out, I will You won't surrender to the enemy so soon!"

Dan Chenzi gave her a hard look, and said, "The girl is not allowed to stay!"

"Who says Bingzong doesn't have handsome guys!" Mo Qing left such a sentence, and then skipped away, leaving suzerain Dan Chenzi standing there thinking whether men are the root of a sect, with beautiful men, Bingzong's girl They won't turn their elbows out, Yu Jizi, that stinky boy, he had expected this to take in two handsome apprentices.

Yu Jizi, who was packing books in Tianyan Theater, sneezed.

This time, Yu Jizi was invited by the head of Bingxintang, Bauhinia, to visit Jiangnan Bingxintang.

The founder of Jiangnan Bingxintang is the Shennong family. His disciples mainly practice Qihuang medical classics, hanging pots to help the world, and rejuvenating with wonderful hands.

When Mo Qing chatted with a group of disciples in Taixuguan, they were either getting along with the same sex or with summoned beasts. Usually, everyone was well-dressed and looked like a dog. Rough guys, after commenting on the characteristics of the female disciples of the eight major sects, they will always salivate and say, "It would be great if I married a Bing Xin girl in the future. I go out to kill demons and slay demons, and when I return home, I will have a gentle wife." To heal myself, my wife doesn't know how to use force, so I draw my sword to save him. The days of husband and wife are really beautiful.

At this time, a displeased Taixu female disciple said angrily: "Are you really a female disciple of Bing Xin who can only cure diseases and save people without any self-defense skills? Tell you that Bing Xin's disciples not only practice Qihuang Medical Classics, but also practice Meridian Acupuncture and Moxibustion." Sutras and Poison Sutras, a silver needle in your hand can not only heal injuries, but also pierce your meridians and block the flow of mana in your meridians, and the Poison Sutras will make you die without knowing."

The rough men turned pale when they heard this, and patted their summoned beast Qingqi, who can heal, and said that it would be fine if they married Qilin.

Before going down the mountain, Jin Kanzi patted Mo Qing on the shoulder and said earnestly: "The male disciples of Bingxintang have a peaceful personality, and they complement violent girls like you. If you go to Jiangnan Bingxintang this time, you should plan for yourself." Let's plan."

Carrying her burden, Mo Qing gave Jin Kanzi a white look: "I might as well marry Qilin."

Mo Qing's unicorn roared behind them, Jin Kanzi and Jin Yuanshu looked at each other speechlessly.

Taixu Temple is far away from Bingxin Hall, Yujizi rented a carriage as soon as he got off the mountain, and drove away bumping along the way.Mo Qing leaned against the window of the carriage, watched the surrounding scenery recede, felt that this speed was far worse than the so-called Shunpo of the Boeing 747, but Jin Kanzi was touched, it is said that he went with Yujizi last time Yunlu Xianju ran over on horseback, Jin Kanzi was not good at riding, and when he got off the horse at Yunlu Xianju, his butt was swollen. Of course, that was just a rumor...

When the carriage drove to the boundary of Jiangnan, Mo Qing felt her eyes light up.

She has basically lived in Taixu Temple in the Central Plains all her life. At most, she followed her master down the mountain to the imperial city Xiling City for a few laps when she was a child. The Central Plains is located at the foot of the Son of Heaven. The buildings are magnificent and the natural scenery has a kind of spectacular beautiful.

Due to climate and soil reasons, the south of the Yangtze River is full of green grass, colorful wild flowers and flocks of colorful butterflies, with a delicate and graceful temperament. The air is more relaxed than the solemnity of the Central Plains. The house with walls is like a well-carved ink painting.

"No wonder the female disciples of Bingxintang are gentle and graceful, so they were raised by such water and soil." It was also the first time for Jin Kanzi to come to Jiangnan. He leaned next to Mo Qing and looked at the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan outside the window, and said, "So It’s no wonder that the Central Plains Taixu Temple produced some violent women.”

Mo Qing squinted her eyes and bumped her elbow into Jin Kanzi's abdomen, looked at the painful expression on Jin Kanzi's face, and said, "I must tell Uncle Sang when I go back to see if she will leave you bean paste. Bag."

Yujizi was sitting on the side practicing kung fu, and when he heard the two of them arguing, he smiled, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice to the three disciples in the car, "wait here", and flew away In the carriage, only Mo Qing and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Master, he..." As soon as Jin Yuanshu spoke, he was interrupted by a scream. Mo Qing's face changed. She heard that the voice was the driver driving the car in front. At the same time, an extremely strong evil spirit Come face to face.

"It's a monster!" Jin Kanzi's face was solemn, he pulled out the Kanjin sword he was carrying on his back, drew a ghost-repelling talisman in the air with his left hand, and patted it outside the carriage, and then ran out of the carriage.

Mo Qing also drew out her mahogany sword, ordered Jin Yuanshu, who had the lowest cultivation level, not to leave the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage window.

After jumping off the carriage, she was taken aback.

Surrounded by the beautiful scenery as warm as water in the south of the Yangtze River, but smudged with a touch of evil, the coachman was lying in front of the carriage with his head in a different place, dead, and there was a strong smell of blood around him, and their carriage had been destroyed by several people. Surrounded by ten people.Those who were said to be human had purple-black complexions, red pupils, and stiff limbs. They said they were demons, but they were wearing ordinary people's clothes, and Mo Qing could still feel their popularity.

For a moment, Mo Qing seemed to have returned to the small city that was enveloped by the zombie virus for the first time.

"Ah Qing, don't swing your sword. They are ordinary people, but they have been poisoned by corpses! They are still alive!" Jin Kanzi's roar broke in suddenly. Throwing away his emotions, he turned sideways to avoid a person's attack, turned his head to look at Jin Kanzi, the young Taoist priest in a six-wool white Taoist robe held a sword in one hand, and kneaded formulas in the other. He shot into the forehead of the woman who was attacking him with teeth and claws, and the woman immediately kept her original movements, not moving at all.

"Ah Qing, first use the fixing spell to temporarily block their attacks, and then ask the people from Bing Xin Hall to cure them when the master comes." Jin Kanzi said while waving his sword and making a formula.

Mo Qing nodded, waved the mahogany sword, and began to recite the fixed body spell.

After sealing a little girl, Mo Qing swung her sword again and was about to say a spell when she heard the sound of cloth being torn. She looked back and found that the sharp nails of a middle-aged man had already torn the cloth of the window of the carriage. The curtain was torn, and the other hand was about to reach into the compartment.

Yuanshu is still in the car!

Before she had time to think about it, Mo Qing clenched the mahogany sword in her hand and rushed towards the carriage. At this moment, she suddenly felt the sound of a person breathing next to her ear. She lowered her head and found a repair man