Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

   "Can't go away?"

  A red robe, a pretty female cultivator, with a strange air of yin and yang:

   "Is it true that you have been so fascinated by that little vixen!"

   "Go, take my aunt to see!"

   Saying that, the female cultivator in red robe stood up, pulled Huang Xiaoming by her side, and prepared to leave.

   See here.

  Huang Xiaoming pulled the female cultivator who stood up, and hurriedly said:

"It's not what you think!"

   "What's that like?"

  Hearing the young man speak, the female nun in a red robe seemed to have consumed a little anger in her heart, and then took advantage of the situation to sit down.

  But her jade face was still full of anger, and her eyes were fixed on Huang Xiaoming, as if if she couldn't explain well, she would leave immediately.

   See here.

  Huang Xiaoming didn't care about the anger on the face of the female Xiuyu beside him. Instead, he looked around from the corner of his eye, and then whispered:

   "For the past six months, although I have been busy, I still miss you very much. If it wasn't for the task assigned to me by Master, I have not completed it, and I would have come to meet you a long time ago!"

   "This time, I happened to come to Yingyue Fairy City with the help of the task assigned by Master, so I can meet you!"

   "If this is not the case, how long will it take to complete the task?"

   Hear this statement.

  A trace of suspicion flashed in the eyes of the red-robed female cultivator, she looked at Huang Xiaoming beside her, and said:

   "Isn't your master a Jindan real person?"

   "What task, let you, a little foundation-building monk, do it!"

   About this.

  Huang Xiaoming's words stopped!

   It seemed that he was not speaking, but his thin lips bumped up and down.

   Obviously.

  He didn't want the other monks to hear.

  Even though, he doesn't think it's very important, but it's related to the task of the master, so naturally he should be careful.

the other side.

  The middle-aged monk who was tasting the dishes stood up when he suddenly ate with chopsticks.

   Out of the corner of my eye, I also noticed that the man and woman were talking through sound transmission.

  It is the critical time. How could he give up?

  At this moment, he also wanted to know, what would a Golden Core monk ask a Foundation Establishment monk to do?

  It would be better if it has value, but it doesn't hurt if it has no value!

   Besides!

   It doesn't take much effort!

  The sound transmission technique performed by mere Foundation Establishment Qixiu was naturally full of flaws in his eyes.

  If you want to continue eavesdropping, it's a matter of raising your hand.

  With the great power of Jindan Daoist, how can this kind of foundation-building stage monks know it.

   Same.

  He wanted to eavesdrop, and it wasn't something that the foundation-building monks could detect.

   My mind moved.

  A clear male voice came from the small booth not far away.

  The two people who were communicating privately didn't even know that the middle-aged monk who was tasting the dishes and drinking the spiritual wine was actually a Jindan Daoist with hidden cultivation.

  At this moment, Huang Xiaoming did not hide from the red-robed female cultivator beside him, and said via voice transmission:

   "It's a messenger mission!"

   "Huang Xiaoming, are you stupid for being a girl?"

   "It's a mere mission to deliver a letter, and you've been delayed for so long, it hasn't been completed yet!"

  The female cultivator, who obviously didn't believe her, had an unfriendly look in her eyes, looked at Huang Xiaoming beside her, and said via voice transmission.

   "This is not an ordinary messenger mission!"

  Huang Xiaoming showed a solemn expression, and said via voice transmission:

   "What's more, if it's an ordinary matter, the master has already let the wind and information department under the Supervision Office convey it."

   "Otherwise, how could it be possible for a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage to deliver it in person?"

   "Moreover, Master warned me that I must hand over this letter to that senior."

   "Tell me, can it be a trivial matter that Master has confessed so solemnly?"

   Hear this statement.

  The red-robed nun also knew the seriousness of the matter.

   About this.

   She was also a little curious in her heart, and then said via voice transmission:

   "What is it that makes your master value it so much?"

  Huang Xiaoming's eyes flashed a hint of thought, and he said via voice transmission:

   "Although, Master didn't tell me what's going on?"

   "But Master attaches so much importance to it. According to past practice, it is very likely that Master discovered a legacy mansion!"

   "That's why Master asked me to personally notify his former friends."

"impossible!"

  The red-robed nun couldn't believe it:

   "Your master is a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. What can't be broken, requires the joint efforts of other Golden Core cultivators!"

   "Perhaps, the level of this remains is extremely high, it is not impossible!"

   Huang Xiaoming replied with some uncertainty:

   "What's more, this time the master notified five people."

   "Decades ago, there were also five people. Later, I accidentally heard Master mention it. It turned out that Master and the others went to explore the Yifu together."

   "It's also those five people this time, so the probability of Master going to explore the Yifu is high."

this moment.

  The spark of wisdom shines in his eyes.

   Obviously, he is very confident in the guessing in his heart.

"Oh?"

  A female nun in a red robe moved her delicate body and leaned against Huang Xiaoming's body, her eyes were full of curiosity, and she asked via voice transmission:

   "Then how many seniors have you notified now?"

   "The two have been notified!"

   "Just waiting for these two seniors, I spent nearly half a year, otherwise I would have come to you long ago!"

  Huang Xiaoming looked affectionately at the female cultivator beside him.

   "Don't you have the address given by Master? Why did it take so long?"

  The red-robed nun with a pretty face said with some doubts.

   Heard the words.

  Huang Xiaoming's depressed sound transmission channel;

   "Most of the friends my master has made friends with are seniors whose whereabouts are uncertain."

   "Just like the senior who visited this time, he lived in Yingyue Immortal City before, but he is not in this fairy city now. I don't know where this senior has gone?"

   "I don't know, how long will it take to come back?"

   "Master doesn't have much time left for me, only one month!"

   "If you can't complete the task, you don't know how to explain it when you go back."

   "It's really impossible. I will go back to Xuanfeng Xiancheng in a few days and let the master make a decision. Whether to continue to wait or let the Fengxin Hall transfer the news."

   Hear this statement.

  The pretty red-robed female cultivator moved in her heart, and said via voice transmission:

   "If within a month, if your master sends someone, can you be counted as my master?"

  The words fall.

  The red-robed nun stared closely at the young man beside her.

   Huang Xiaoming shook his head, smiled wryly, and said via voice transmission:

   "Even if I send someone, my master can't choose your master."

   "Why not!"

  The nun replied a little unconvinced:

   "Could it be that your master dislikes this girl's master's low cultivation level."

   "Although my master's cultivation is not as good as yours, he is still a middle-stage Jindan monk!"

   "What's more, if my master can join this trip to explore the remains, I will definitely accept your favor!"

   "At that time, you and I will have no objection to the matter of forming a Taoist couple."

  “·····”

   After a long time.

  The red-robed nun stopped.

   See here.

  Huang Xiaoming's face was full of bitterness, and he said via voice transmission:

   "It's not that I don't want to, and it's not that my master doesn't."

   Before Huang Xiaoming could finish speaking, the nun quickly interrupted and said via voice transmission:

   "Why is that?"

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