Bastard! I'm still so easy to bully? Anyway, I'm going to leave in two days. I'll kill you if I find a chance. Well, Wen Yi was just thinking about it. Where can I get the chance?
"Huh?" As night fell, Wen Yi saw a familiar figure passing by. Wasn't that the green-leaf beauty who only taught him a lesson during the day?
Wen Yi followed curiously.
Going into the forest? Qingye girl, if you have a chance, you should stay in the jungle and don't come out. It's not like Wen Yi has never killed anyone before, so he followed him in quietly. Wen Yi first had to make sure there was no one else before he could take action.
Beauty Qingye is only a junior samurai, so Wen Yi is still sure of killing her.
"Isn't it?" After following for more than ten minutes, an unexpected and erotic scene appeared in Wen Yi's eyes.
"Brother Chunchao!"
"Sister Qingye, you miss me so much." It turned out that a handsome young man was waiting here. When he saw the beautiful Qingye girl, he hugged her impatiently.
Soon the two bitches had become two naked lambs. Without the protection of their clothes, the perfect figure of the green-leaf beauty under the moonlight was exposed to Wen Yi's eyes not far away.
Chun Chao's hands wildly explored and searched her jade peaks and lower body...
Miss Aoba's whole body was hot from the spring tide's kiss, her breathing was a little rapid, and her little mouth couldn't help but utter the words that were full of arousing sexual desire: "Uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...!"
Groan.
Seeing the right opportunity, Harucho picked up Miss Aoba's legs and thrust them in...
Damn! Are you in such a hurry that you're already so horny after just one minute of foreplay? You're a little brat, and you don't care about anything. Wen Yi looked at the erotic palace and was still thinking about making comments.
There was no way, even if there was one more person, Wen Yi didn't dare to take action.
Isn’t it? It only took one minute to finish it? Damn it! This young master of Chunchao is also a fast shooter. Wen Yi, who was watching the show, was very dissatisfied with Chungchao’s performance...
"Pfft!"
"ah!"
Wen Yi, who was about to leave, suddenly saw a thrilling scene. The young master Chunchao, who had just been satisfied, was stabbed in the neck with a dagger.
"You... why?" Haruncho asked in a hoarse voice as he looked at Miss Aoba beneath him.
"Idiot! You have a hundred-year-old elixir and you still show it off everywhere." The obscene Miss Aoba pushed away the dead ghost Harushio and took out the space capsule in Harushio's clothes. A gorgeous red flower appeared with ten petals.
Even Lao Yuan Wenyi felt the spiritual energy was overwhelming.
This is the world of cultivation, where you can even kill your own mistress for resources.
"With this treasure, it's not trivial to break through to the middle stage of the samurai stage? Haha!" Miss Aoba smiled happily and kicked Harushio's body into the mountain stream.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
"It's you!" Miss Aoba hurriedly accepted the challenge, and was surprised to find that the man in black who suddenly came out was actually the stupid Wen Yi.
Before Miss Aoba could get dressed, she only had the dagger in her hand that had just killed Harushio.
There are no tricks in samurai fighting. They just fight each other to see who is stronger. They are already at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation, and the dagger is even more weak. After more than a dozen sword blows, Miss Aoba fell to the ground helplessly, and she died.
If you don't care, you will die in the hands of a stupid bastard.
"That's right! Boy, you have a conscience." Wen Yi quietly sneaked back to his home, closed the door, and threw the hundred-year elixir into the space lock. The ghost rat always wanted a hundred-year elixir, and the hundred-year elixir last time
Yang Gen Wenyi has sold out for his own alchemy business. The Ghost Shadow Rat has been of great help to him, and Wenyi still has some conscience.
"Ghost Rat, you can't hide in a space lock all your life. How can I help you? Can this century-old elixir help you recover?" Wen Yi asked. Ghost Rat tried his best to help him. Wen Yi
Yi felt that she should also do something for others, so that her conscience would feel better.
"Hey! You poor ghost, why am I so unlucky to be awakened by you? My great ghost mouse Qiqige has been traversing the world for hundreds of thousands of years, but I didn't expect that I would end up where I am today. Wow..." This
The guy sighed with emotion and actually burst into tears.
Hey! I'm afraid it may have aroused the sadness of the ghost mouse, oh, it also has a name, Qiqige!
"Ghost rat? Qiqi Ge?" This guy seems to have quite a background, "Damn! How come it's thundering but not raining." Wen Yi murmured unknowingly.
"Hmph! I'm just a soul now, so of course I don't have tears. Humph! I think back then, when my great ghost mouse Qiqige roamed the rivers and lakes for tens of thousands of years... Forget it, heroes don't mention their bravery back then. If I were back then, how could I?
Do you care about a mere hundred-year-old elixir?" Qiqige, the ghost mouse, said helplessly.
"I see that you are quite good at finding elixirs. Since you need it now, I will take you..." Wen Yi said.
"I can barely detect the distance of three to five meters. If it is further away, this mouse will not be able to do it." Wen Yi didn't know why Qiqige became like this. Qiqige had a very depressed expression. Wen Yi
It can be felt.
"What is the soul body? How can you... recover?" Wen Yi asked. The ghost mouse Qiqige repeatedly emphasized that she is a soul body. It seems that the key to the problem is still here.
"Thousands of years ago, I was seriously injured by a human. In order to refine the artifact and extract my soul, I exploded my body in anger and hid in this underground space lock. Over the past thousands of years, I
I can only consume as little energy as possible by sleeping deeply. Not long ago, I was awakened again by your spirit stone." Qiqige said.
It seems that some ignorant mortal sold this precious space lock as rubbish to his mother Yufen, and he is considered to have good luck. Who can say clearly about the fate of this world?
A soul body is always locked up in a small space. Wen Yi really feels that the ghost mouse Qiqige is quite pitiful. Losing freedom is more sad than losing the body.
"It's not impossible to recover. Maybe an expert who has achieved Shinto can do it? But, your qualifications are really..." Qiqige shook her head helplessly, although he was happy that Wen Yi could absorb the Dan Qi.
But that ethereal divine way...
Wen Yi understood that God's means might be able to restore it to its health, God! Pull it off, the most powerful monk he can know now is the Martial Saint, how could he think so far ahead as a little warrior like himself?
Hey! I also came to this world through time travel... "Qiqige, how about I give you to Zhang Lan, the third elder of our Delei family? He is a martial artist. It is said that Zhang Lan is only a hundred years old and has very good qualifications."
, maybe he can advance to the divine way you mentioned." Wen Yi spoke the truth this time, he is also a fallen person from the end of the world.
Wen Yi couldn't help but think of his mother, wife, and children in his previous life... A touch of sadness came to his heart.
After all, the ghost mouse Qiqige has been practicing for many years, and Wen Yi's mood seemed to be infected by it, "It's useless. The level of this continent is too low. It's already amazing to be able to cultivate to the level of a martial saint. Over a hundred years old, it's still...
A martial artist, with such rubbish qualifications, you actually said...forget it, I'll just stay with you."
"Then what should I do? Are you going to stay like this for the rest of your life?" Wen Yi really sympathized with Qiqige. Even in his previous life, he dealt with all kinds of people, and he was still a good person with a clear conscience.
"Forget it, if you want to say that this place has some hope, it can only be you. Maybe, in the future, you can reach a certain height. As long as you can still remember what you said today, I will be satisfied."
What the ghost mouse Qiqige said was surprising and made Wen Yi confused.
"Qiqige, I'm just the spiritual root of the three elements. I don't necessarily have to break through to the martial arts, Shinto! Don't tease me." Wen Yi has always been a self-aware person, including in his previous life, the most he won was only five yuan.
Money, as for promotion, is something I dare not even think about.
"Your situation seems to be a bit special. Your soul is extremely powerful and tough. Even in my soul body... In short, I can't see clearly. As for how far it can develop in the future, it depends on your luck."
Qiqige’s words were also very vague.
Wen Yi thought in his mind, soul? This is not the first time that Qiqige, the ghost mouse, said that his soul is powerful. Maybe it is the reason why he traveled through time.
"Okay, since there is hope, I will work hard." Wen Yi said.
"In the future, I will try my best to help you improve your strength and obtain higher-level resources, which will be more beneficial to my recovery." Qiqi Ge, the ghost mouse, has already said it truthfully.
The relationship between the two parties has entered a tacit understanding stage.