The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Su Shisan grabbed the handle of the whisk in Lingfuzi's arms, screamed and floated in the air, half a head away from Lingfuzi, and kept urging: "Hurry up, master, go faster! Oh, that's not right, master, you Why don't you fly?!"

Lingfuzi stumbled and sprained his ankle.The formation of shrinking the ground into inches caused a pair of straw shoes to miss by a tiny bit.He raised his head blankly, looking at the white bead apprentice floating in mid-air in front of him.

"Thirteen..."

Then there was a pause, as if it was difficult to speak.

"Hey? I'm listening, Master, you old man just talk when you talk, you talk while you walk! Stopping to say a word will delay things!"

Su Shisan wished he could hit Ling Fuzi on the forehead and give him a bang.The little chicken's paws were firmly hooked on Fu Chensi, and he roared anxiously: "Master, let me tell you, this Demon Dragon Venerable is amazing! He will come to Xiaoyao Mountain to seek revenge in the future, and kill that Long Aotian, ah, no, Why?"

Su Shisan babbled a long list nervously, then suddenly stopped and fell into deep thought.No, this Long Aotian, who is also the male protagonist in the original book, has clearly not entered the Jiange right now, and he doesn't know where he is holding a broken bowl begging for food!What kind of leisure is he doing? !

Su Shisan suddenly became calm and stopped jumping. He shook calmly, and his whole body was full of jewels and jewels, as if he didn't want money, sprinkled the moonlight.

Furious him to death, Long Aotian!

Poor to death, Long Aotian!

"... Thirteen," Ling Fuzi told him that his noisy head hurt, and now seeing that he finally calmed down, Fang slowly picked up a sentence he hadn't finished speaking before.

"As a teacher, I know the grievances between this magic dragon and our Xiaoyao Mountain. But you," Ling Fuzi's clear eyes were full of confusion. "You are new here, how do you know that Xiaoyao Mountain once imprisoned a magic dragon, and how do you know the real name of this magic dragon?"

Su Shisan: ...

Su Shisan regrets it!He hates it!Why did he expose the identity of the book wearer so quickly? !

So he immediately smiled at Ling Fuzi with a sincere face: "Master, hello! Just now when the disciple met the Venerable Demon Dragon on a narrow road, and was about to draw his sword to face each other - that guy gave his name!"

Ling Fuzi frowned. "That guy never likes others to call his real name, and never reveals his real name to outsiders. Could it be that he..."

Ling Fuzi hesitated to speak.

In this silence, Su Shisan silently counted the beating of his own heart, thump, thump!

He was almost suffocated, his eyes turned white, his chicken paws were tightly clenched, and there seemed to be a glass heart hidden in his round and smooth body that would fall out at any time.

broken!Ling Fuzi, don't be suspicious of him, right? !

Like a prisoner waiting for the doomsday judgment, Su Shisan stared at Ling Fuzi's cold lips in despair.

"... Logically speaking, it shouldn't be," Ling Fuzi, who has always been very generous, automatically drifted past Su Shisan's pearly eyes that were obviously wrong, and muttered to himself: "He shouldn't know you! "

Su Shisan: ...! ! !

What entanglement could the original body have with this Demon Dragon Venerable?Did he steal things from his house, or did the original body beat him up for Long Aotian?

No, cross out the latter possibility.The main reason is that he can't beat that Qingliu Dalang!

Su Shisan now completely lost the aura of rushing forward just now, pulled the sleeve of Lingfuzi, and said in ink: "Master, this disciple is young and ignorant... so can you, next time you have something to say, finish it in one breath? I almost scared my disciple to death just now!"

Lingfuzi crushed a spirit stone with his straw shoes, his brows and eyes widened.

"Since he recognizes you, he also knows that you have transformed into Xiaoyao Mountain now, so he must be cautious about poverty. Look at Thirteen!" Ling Fuzi dusted the dust in his hand, and said calmly: "The back mountain is here. But, where is the trace of the devil?"

Su Shisan was coiled on Ling Fuzi's elbow, looking around.

The vegetation in the back mountain is verdant, and the clouds are steaming on it. In the deep night, only a large sky of stars can be seen.The leaves in the mountains swayed in the night wind.The Milky Way hangs high above their heads, and a white line separates the mortal world from both ends.

Su Shisan said: "Master, with such a glance, how can we see someone? We have to look for it!"

Ling Fuzi was not happy. "That fellow retreated when he smelled the aura of poverty, how dare he stay here?"

As he spoke, he stared and shook Su Shisan out of his arms. "Why, you don't believe in being a teacher?"

"Believe it, believe it!" Su Shisan's mouth was wrong, his eyes rolled around, and he said in his heart, you are not a weapon of mass destruction, and you are not a /tear-inducing/bomb, how could the devil smell you?Do you stink?

Su Shisan was disdainful.

After searching for most of the night, neither the Venerable Demon Dragon nor Su Shisan had anything to do with him, so he wanted to go back to sleep.

When Su Shisan returned to the room, he waved to Ling Fuzi, hanging in the air, hesitating for a while. "Master, what kind of grudge does Venerable Demon Dragon have with Xiaoyao Mountain?"

Ling Fuzi smiled calmly, her eyes drooping under her long eyebrows. "Thirteen—"

"Hey!" Su Shisan responded in a dizzy manner, and floated half a foot over, raising a stunningly beautiful face. "Master, tell me! I'm listening!"

"...You are still young." Ling Fuzi swung the dust in his arms, his voice was clear and lingering, like pearls and jade hitting each other. "On the day when you become a human being, I will tie a crown for you for the teacher, and then you will come to the teacher's room, and the teacher will talk to you in detail."

No matter how strong the desire to hear gossip is, Su Shisan will be hit right now!

Su Shisan rolled his eyes, and with a whoosh, he quickly floated back to the door of his house.Then he slammed the door shut.

Behind the door, Su Shisan held up a middle finger on the chicken's paw, grinned viciously and said: Humph!When I was a three-year-old child!And coaxed me to go to your room in the middle of the night...

Hey, why does this sentence get more and more wrong the more I think about it? !

The clouds cleared, and the moon hung in the sky.In the middle of the night, the wind came in through the small open window in the house, making Su Shisan feel cold all over his body.

Su Shisan quickly jumped to the front of the babu bed, which was lightly lifted by the crocodile silk, jumped into the bed, hooked the chicken paw, and shivered shiveringly as he draped the brocade quilt embroidered with a cluster of green bamboos.If there were three-dimensional teeth on the surface of the bead, he would definitely be gnashing his teeth... Unfortunately, he can't!So now he can only clenched a pair of chicken paws into fists, beating the bed viciously.

God!

O earth!

Why did he trust that fellow Ling Fuzi!

Men all over the world admire Mingzhu'er's flourishing beauty, and Lingfuzi is also a man!

Ling Fuzi must have taken a fancy to him!Otherwise, why did you ask him to go inside the house on his first adult night? !Also go into detail about the past, tsk, who would believe it!Anyone who believes is a fool!

Su Shisan resentfully beat the bed of the pineapple wood all over, and suddenly smelled a very faint scent at the end of his nose, slightly musky, curling up like a prosperous old dream.

Although it is strange to describe it this way, when Su Shisan fell to the ground with the brocade in his arms, what appeared in Su Shisan's mind was an extremely prosperous city, crowded with people, and there was a steaming atmosphere coming from the crowd.He shuttled through the crowd like a fish, and heard a gentle male voice talking to him from time to time.

Rambling on, I don't know what to say.

It's so loud!Su Shisan waved his chicken paws, thinking drowsily, this city...does it look familiar?The foundation of this city is also too high, and the ground is covered with clouds, as if it has become a fairy by accident.

**

"Quick! Master, our bead spirit has fallen asleep!"

A boy in red with long hair turned into the room from the window of Xiaoxuan, waved outwards, and conveniently put a tube as thick as a thumb into his pocket.

Hiss!

A small black snake swam over from the window.Wherever it passes, the grass and trees fall down, and all insects retreat.

The black snake swam to the window, the snake's head lowered, and the golden vertical pupils shone brightly.The body of the snake as thick as chopsticks slid down silently against the wall.

"Yes, Master, come on! Just climb like this..." The boy in red suddenly covered his mouth and laughed awkwardly. "Snakes, snakes swim like this. Master, you can do it, come on!"

Black Snake spat the letter at the boy in red angrily.

"No, Master, you are a snake now! The snake's letter is going to fork!" The boy in red stamped his feet, and gestured with his hands almost angrily.

Hei Snake was stunned when he heard the words, and then opened his mouth again, and the letter he spit out became long and smooth, with a thin fork split in the middle.

The forked pink letter looks inexplicably weird in the dark room.

The boy in red scratched his head, always feeling that he forgot to teach his master something, but he couldn't remember right now, and he was afraid that the time limit for the incense he had blown earlier had expired, so he said indiscriminately: "Yes, master, please do your best! I'll go first gone."

Black Snake glanced at him indifferently, impatience written in the vertical golden pupils.

So the boy in red rolled away, jumped down from the window, and disappeared after a few breaths.

Hei Snake withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, turned his head and stared at the Babu bed.He weighed it carefully in his heart, secretly hated that after turning into a snake, his body was too small, and he had to crawl for half a stick of incense. After a lot of effort, he finally managed to get to the leg of the bed.

Then, I am enough, I am enough... I can't reach it!

Black Snake stared at the Babu bed with piercing eyes, and Su Shisan, who was lying on the bedside hugging the quilt and sleeping soundly, thinking for a long time.

Another half stick of incense has passed.

The black snake arched its body, aimed its vertical pupils at Su Shisan on the bedside, until the vertical pupils focused into a thin line, almost cross-eyed, it finally moved!

Slap!

The black snake ejected quickly and accurately, landed on the surface of Su Shisanguang/Liuyou's bead accurately, and then slid down along the bead's surface.Its four paws desperately held down the beads, but there was no place for the paws to hold on, and finally fell into the brocade quilt dejectedly, nestling into a very thin handful.

In his sleep, Su Shisan only felt that he was bitten by something, and the chicken paw poked out from under Zhu's body and waved in the air.

One time when he accidentally swung his paw, his fingertip caught a cool and slippery one.

"Huh?" Su Shisan faltered in a half-dream and half-awake state, turned over, and said vaguely, "Brother Long, are all the people in this city your people?"

The black snake finally took advantage of this opportunity to hook up with Su Shisan's chick paw, struggling to circle the pitch-black snake's body three times, and was considering whether to simply tie the body into a knot.Hearing Su Shisan's words suddenly, Black Snake was taken aback, and raised his head proudly to start a conversation, but Su Shisan continued to mutter - "You are quite majestic, but this hand, why are you so cold?"

In his dream, Su Shisan was meeting the city lord in the restaurant. In front of the private seat by the window on the second floor, the city lord held a huge faucet on his head and stretched out a hand to him with a smile, expressing that he wanted to shake hands and be a good friend.

Su Shisan stretched out his hand, only to feel a large area of ​​coldness, as if something terrible was stuck to it.

I want to shake it off, but I can't shake it off.

So Su Shisan turned over uncomfortably on the Babu bed again, the chicken paws were shaking off, and he kept muttering: "No, Brother Long, let me go!"

He hummed very softly, in the silence of the room, his voice was inexplicably soft.

Qingliu Dalang, who transformed into a black snake, felt his heart skip a beat for no reason, and then beat like a war drum, his heart the size of a sesame seed almost popped out, and fell on this moonlit and starry night.

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Grenade]: 1 Xiangbaobao; thanks to the little angel who threw [Mine]: 2 Xiangbaobao; Chaomu Zhuiwan, Tianma Xinggong, Shanyou 1;