Returning to Brahma Sword Sect, Chu Ye went to Xunfeng Tiger to pick up the baby girl. It must have been a long time since he left. The baby girl actually grabbed Chu Ye with a pair of small hands after seeing him.
Ye's clothes seemed to be afraid that he would leave again, which greatly comforted Chu Ye's daddy's heart.
The little ancestor is still very conscientious!
After returning to her cave and comforting the baby, she convinced the baby that Chu Ye would not abandon her and left. The baby finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep, and Chu Ye finally had time to visit.
Look at what you have gained today.
Not to mention the harvest at the auction, the storage rings of Deng Bingyue and Hai Lao made Chu Ye very coveted. What's more, Deng Bingyue's storage ring also included the mysterious magnetic shuttle that he wanted to take a photo of but gave up because he had no money.
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"It seems that what belongs to me must belong to me. I can't escape no matter what!"
Chu Ye hummed happily and took out Deng Bingyue's storage ring, but...
"Hey, something's wrong!"
Why can’t this storage ring be opened?!
Chu Ye tried several times and finally determined that the soul imprint on the storage ring still existed and could not be opened at all.
I don’t believe in evil, but this ring can be opened at once, and all of Ebi’s net worth can be clearly seen.
Although Chu Ye was very satisfied with Hai Lao's storage ring, when he looked at Deng Bingyue's ring, Chu Ye was a little disappointed and worried at the same time.
"Brother Long, why do you think the storage ring can't be opened? Isn't Deng Bingyue dead?"
"How is this possible!"
Brother Long's somewhat excited voice suddenly sounded in his heart, "Brother Long, I did this myself. How could I not kill a small martial arts sect?"
Well, Chu Ye, the little martial arts king who was worse than the little martial arts master, was ridiculed by Brother Long.
But then, Brother Long's voice sounded a little confused again, "But why hasn't the soul imprint on the ring disappeared? Is he really not dead?"
Seeing Brother Long falling into self-doubt, Chu Ye knew that there was no solution to this problem. The black magnetic shuttle was clearly in the storage ring in his hand but he couldn't take it out. It was really heartbreaking and helpless.
Since there was no other way, Chu Ye simply threw the storage ring into the portable planting space out of sight and out of mind, and lay it on his big bed.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether he is dead or not. If he is not dead, he will show up one day. No matter what, I will leave tomorrow and have a good rest. By the way, what should I do with my little ancestor? Leave it to the Brahma Sword Sect.
Should we still take people with us on missions? What a difficult problem..."
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In the dark night, a ghost wolf that was walking through the forest suddenly stopped, its nose twitched slightly, and then the light of smelling prey suddenly appeared in its eyes, and it quickly flew away in one direction.
Soon, two bloody corpses appeared in front of the Nether Wolf.
The corpse of a warrior is still the corpse of a high-level warrior. The taste of flesh and blood full of spiritual energy is simply the best delicacy in the eyes of the Netherworld Wolf.
"Ouch~~~"
The Nether Wolf howled fiercely, rushed towards the corpse closest to him and began to gnaw at it. Soon, the corpse turned into a ball of white bones.
The Nether Wolf, whose mouth was still stained with blood, licked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, but his eyes fell on another corpse beside him.
Although the concentration of spiritual energy is a bit weaker, he can still have a hundred more of this delicious food!
"Ouch~" cried out again, and the Nether Wolf opened its mouth to prepare for another feast.
"laugh……"
At this moment, there was a soft sound, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Netherworld Wolf, and then the light in its eyes disappeared completely, and it fell to the ground with a thud.
On the contrary, the corpse on the ground suddenly opened its closed eyes and cast a look of hatred.
The 'corpse' slowly sat up with its support on the ground. With a "pop" sound, a small broken wooden sign fell beside him, and the 'corpse''s abdomen, which had a big hole in it, began to slowly heal.
"Taking away my storage ring also cost me my only stand-in puppet. Haha...hehehe...fortunately, my storage ring is on his body. He must be reluctant to throw it away. It's just the right time for me to find it.
you!"
The corpse showed a sad smile. Under the moonlight, it was Deng Bingyue.
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"no!"
"Can!"
"Absolutely not!"
“You can try it!”
"Don't even think about it!"
"You can't even think about it?!"
Early in the morning, a barren conversation resounded in the main hall of the execution hall. Countless people were watching, but no one came out to dissuade him.
All because both parties in the dialogue cut off everyone's courage.
Dressed in a black dress, with skin as white as snow and face as frosty, she is Zuo Yingsi, the genius goddess of the Punishment Hall. The goddess is angry, but no one dares to divert the goddess's anger.
The other one was also dressed in a black robe, but he was holding an innocent and cute baby in his arms. It was the super newcomer of the torture hall, Chu Ye.
This is an alchemist who has reached the fifth level of alchemy. Naturally, being an alchemist means that he cannot be offended!
What's more, Chu Ye was the person brought into the execution hall by Elder Zong Zheng, and he was suddenly promoted to the rank of Silver Rakshasa. With such a strong backer, no one dared to offend him.
The most important thing is that the content of the dispute between the two makes anyone who still has a little thought in their hearts dare not take a step forward.
Milk doll!
Zuo Yingsi insisted that Chu Ye couldn't take the baby on a mission. Just kidding, they were going on a mission this time, and they wanted to fight with real swordsmen. She thought it was too risky for Chu Ye to participate in the mission.
Chu Ye's cultivation level is too low, not to mention bringing a baby with no ability to resist, he is simply sending himself to death.
But Chu Ye was still unwilling to put down the baby. Zuo Yingsi looked pretty, the chill on his face was getting heavier and heavier, and the hand holding the long sword felt a little clumsy.
How about giving Chu Ye a sword directly and causing him to be seriously injured? Then there is no need to take Chu Ye or the baby with him.
But Chu Ye was also helpless!
Of course he knew that it was not the right time to take the baby away with him, but probably because of what happened yesterday, the baby woke up early in the morning and just kept grabbing Chu Ye's clothes and determined not to leave Chu Ye for even half a step, for fear that Chu Ye would throw her away.
Next, being looked at by the pure little eyes of the baby, Chu Ye couldn't help but throw the baby away in the sect. Who knows how long it will take for him to go on this mission.
"No, I will take care of my baby. I won't trust anyone else. Look at these big men in the sect. Are they qualified to take care of children?"
The 'big men' who were swept by Chu Ye's eyes all silently took a step back.
Well, they are indeed not suitable for raising children.
"I'll take it."
At this moment, a steady voice sounded, and the old figure of Elder Zongzheng suddenly appeared silently next to the two of them.