My suggestion was not approved by Lingxi, which made Ji Qinghe, who had "well-developed limbs and a simple mind," feel proud.
She twisted the corner of her soaked clothes and said sarcastically to me: "Did you see? No one will be a deserter except you."
"What the hell is this a concept?" I asked angrily: "Can you have some brains and be able to clearly understand the situation in front of you?"
"Why am I so brainless? I'm just afraid of death. Why don't I find any excuse?" Ji Qinghe pointed at me and said, "Fortunately you are not an official disciple of Kunlun, otherwise Kunlun's face will be completely lost by you."
"You fart." I got really angry and swore directly: "The meaning of Kunlun disciples' existence is to die in vain? No wonder you are still an Earth Spirit Master after studying for so many years. You are an idiot."
"Am I an idiot?" Ji Qinghe was furious, his eyes almost bursting into flames as he said, "If you have the guts, repeat what you just said."
"What are you talking about? If you say it a thousand times, you will be an idiot." I refused to give in. I returned Ji Qinghe's words of humiliation to me intact and said, "You are so self-righteous and loyal. Fortunately, you are not the next headmaster of Kunlun. Otherwise, Kunlun will be defeated sooner or later."
In your hand."
To be honest, I was so angry, otherwise I would never have said such serious words and deliberately exposed Ji Qinghe's shortcomings.
"Suning." Ji Qinghe shouted loudly, her pretty face turned frosty. Because of her anger, her raised right hand trembled and she said, "If you hadn't been powerless to fight back at this moment, I would have beaten you to pieces."
"Hey, hey, let me tell you, have you made enough trouble?" Pei Chuan said as a peacemaker: "You are almost losing your life, and you are still fighting among yourself? You are making people laugh."
Ji Qinghe sat down unwillingly and looked at me fiercely, wishing he could eat me.
"Master." I complained in my heart and protested in a low voice: "Now is not the time to be emotional. Run away if you can. Believe me, Uncle San will not blame us."
"A smart person like you wouldn't learn from Qinghe's stupid ideas, right?" I muttered.
"Well, I understand what you mean." Lingxi stared at the waterfall and said absently: "I don't want to leave not because I'm being pretentious, but because we can't leave at all."
"The Turtle Spirit was born from the fate of the three mountains. It is different from ordinary ghosts and ghosts. Within the scope of its control, it can be everywhere."
"Let alone escaping from Mojiazhai, we can't even get down Tuofeng Mountain."
"Every plant, tree, or even a particle of dust here cannot escape the feeling of the turtle spirit."
Lingxi's eyelashes trembled and she said: "If this place is compared to a chess game, we are the chess pieces stuck on the chess board, and our walking range is firmly restricted."
"Is there nothing you can do?" I asked.
Lingxi shook his head slightly and did not answer.
I leaned on Lingxi's shoulder and smiled bitterly, I was really desperate.
"Didi didi."
Above the waterfall, large water droplets began to condense again.
This time, the turtle spirit condensed extremely quickly.
As soon as Sanbo's Jiuyang Mirror was lifted up, it fell to the ground and formed a "water shadow".
The reason why it is described as a water shadow is because this monster only has limbs and no face.
Its body is transparent, undulating up and down, and constantly rising and falling.
It's as sticky as jelly and extremely elastic.
"You deserve to die for ruining my intelligence." Shui Ying uttered human words and faced the third uncle.
Thick white mist surrounded it and was absorbed bit by bit.
The next moment, Mizukage's body turned into substance.
At the same time, a short old man wearing a white robe appeared in front of us.