Eldest brother, another goblin wants to sleep with master

"But" Huai Shuang said suspiciously: "Eldest senior brother, you come back from the deep mountains in a strange way, you can't forget, you really forgot the exercises, right?"

Qin Cang nodded with a very sincere expression and said, "I forgot everything."

Now it was Huai Shuang's turn to look constipated.

Qin Cang: "Junior brother, don't look at me with this expression, it will spoil your beauty."

Huaishuang: "..."

To say that Qin Cang passed away, it can really be described as extraordinary talent.

He was so gifted to the point of being a genius.

Let's put it this way, under the "slavery" of Wu Weizi, Qin Cang learned by himself with a book in the time he squeezed out of his teeth, and he was still able to master a set of swordsmanship superbly.

What do you mean this is not a genius?

Now that the genius has become an idiot, Huai Shuang's heart aches unceasingly, thinking: This game is over, Xuanzhen Guan's source of income is cut off.

He held up the sword and slapped his finger quietly, wanting to test whether he had the potential to "stab iron throat with a silver spear", but the tip of Qingshuangjian pierced his finger.

He put the sword back into the scabbard calmly, pretending that nothing happened.

He felt that the skin on his neck should be more delicate than his fingers, and it was not suitable for selling this kind of art on the street to make money to support Taoist temples.

The elder brothers in the past were not only good at swordsmanship.

Charms and the like are not a problem. He is best at exorcising evil spirits, killing demons, and supernatural things by the way. He is also proficient in erhu, suona, etc.

Let's put it this way, in the past, Qin Cang could lead an opera troupe by himself, and the master's annual expenses for basic necessities were all earned by Qin Cang alone.

Otherwise, just because this Taoist temple is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and it is far away from the nearest town, which believer is willing to travel long distances to come to this place, and all three Taoist priests will contribute incense money for the broken Taoist temple!

Huai Shuang felt that in the face of the storm brought by fate, he couldn't just give up without even trying hard!

There is something to forget about the exercises, a person as talented as the elder brother must be fine.

You have to believe him, as long as he works hard for ten days and a half months, he will be a dignified and stable elder brother who can carry Xuanzhen Guan's livelihood by himself!

So he coughed and said to Qin Cang: "Brother, you know that you have made too many enemies. If you don't pick up the exercises, you will die without a place to die."

With a bang, the bowl in Qin Cang's hand shattered to the ground.

Obviously he was terrified.

Qin Cang holds the so-called swordsmanship secret book in one hand and his Canglan sword in the other, and studies the most basic skills of controlling the sword. In this worldview with evil and evil settings, Qin Cang can't know nothing.

He is considered a person who died once, and if he dies again, who knows if he will be as lucky as this time to travel to another world.

He is a person who is afraid of death, he cherishes life very much, and he dare not gamble.

He did not dare to slack off for a moment and practiced hard.

At night, after he bathed his master, he danced a set of swords in the yard by himself. He didn't bother to take off his tired clothes, so he put on his clothes and went to bed.

He was too tired and slept deeply, so he didn't notice at all that after he fell asleep, the Xuanzhen Temple, which was originally silent only for the sound of insects, was surrounded by black shadows at some point.

Those are monsters that follow the fragrance of Xingjun's flesh and blood.

They climbed up from the door, the house and the moonlight.

They all gathered outside Qin Cang's house.

"smell good"

"smell good"

The whispering sound of the monster and the sound of swallowing saliva are particularly obvious in the silent night.

A few black shadows couldn't hold back and finally rushed towards Qin Cang who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

At this moment, a white shadow appeared in Qin Cang's room, and with his sleeves, he ruthlessly knocked the monster out of the room.

Bai Ying said coldly: "Get lost! He is mine!"

After the words were closed, a coercion like Bai Lian radiated from around Baiying, and other monsters who were about to move felt the coercion emanating from Baiying and fled the Xuanzhen Temple in fright.

The moonlight outside the window shone on Bai Ying's face through the window, revealing his true face.

This white shadow is none other than the third-class crippled master, Wuweizi, whom Qin Cang disliked to eat and do nothing during the day.

He covered Qin Cang with a quilt and whispered, "Why has the smell of flesh and blood leaked so clearly recently?"

Wu Weizi stretched out his hand from the blanket and placed it on his dantian to send a wave of spiritual power.

In his sleep, Qin Cang vaguely felt his navel becoming hot, and then he had a dream?