Three hundred and ninetieth chapters rain I have no melon
Unexpectedly, when Feiye heard Shi Ying say he wanted to go, he suddenly turned around and looked at her with interest.
Shi Yingxue's heart suddenly suddenly suddenly made a terrible guess.
What if Feiye and the ghost cultivator were involved in the first place?
Although human cultivators and ghost cultivators are basically in conflict with each other, Fei Ye is determined not to use common sense to judge.
The ghost cultivator's advancement speed was also very fast. Shi Yingxue remembered that when she fought with him, he was only slightly higher than her. When they met again as the tower master next time, this man had already started to advance.
Everlasting and complete.
Is there some outrageous connection between him and Feiye?
If so, it would be bad for Shi Yingxue to insist on going.
She had no idea who the ghost cultivator was. If this person and Feiye were the same group, then she couldn't be exposed. At least she couldn't let Feiye know that she had recognized the familiar ghost cultivator right now.
Let him dispel his doubts about himself.
Feiye wanted to kill her more than once, but Shi Yingxue didn't know what this madman would do.
If this lunatic had an even more terrifying lunatic teammate, Shi Yingxue thought it would be better to pretend that she didn't know anything had happened.
So her face still looked very serious, and she and Feiye looked at each other as if nothing had happened, then looked at Yuan Qian, and said: "Isn't it true that ghost cultivators have everyone shouting for beatings? Besides, it's probably because of him that I'm like this now.
, I also want to see what he is like, and I have to remember who he is if I want to hold a grudge."
As she spoke, she gestured to her bloody back, as if she really just wanted to see who that person was.
"You are not allowed to go! If you insist on going, I will send the Five Elements letter to Master right now to see what Master says about you!" Yuan Qian patted Shi Yingxue with hatred, but did not dare to use force.
Shi Yingxue had no choice but to shake her head helplessly: "Okay, okay, just don't go. Then you can accompany me to the lounge to apply the medicine, but it hurts me so much. I just hope that the ghost cultivator will not come to the lounge to lure him out again."
A ferocious beast is coming, and my body can't bear it."
She said it as if she really didn't know the ghost cultivator and had no obsession, so she almost believed it herself.
But Shi Yingxue knew that Feiye probably wouldn't believe it.
But Shi Yingxue thought that based on her understanding of him, at least for now, he was not sure whether that was what he thought. After all, her performance to everyone was flawless.
So no matter what the truth was, Shi Yingxue decided to stop here.
Even assuming the worst case scenario, Feiye really has an unclear relationship with the ghost cultivator. She said so, but she didn't really have to go. Feiye was not sure whether Shi Yingxue knew that in this
He was determined not to take action rashly.
So Shi Yingxue didn't wait for anyone to answer, and just looked at Ming San with a wink: "I can lend it to you for a while, so don't worry."
Yuan Qian was so confused at the moment that he couldn't pay attention to Shi Yingxue's teasing. He just glanced at Ming San worriedly, told him to pay attention to his safety, and then supported Shi Yingxue and walked back.
Her back was really rotten, and the clothes Yuan Qian put on her just now were soaked in blood, and the snow-white disciple uniform was stained red, which was quite scary.
"Little friend Chang Lin, let's go then."
When Ming San saw that Yuan Qian and Shi Yingxue had disappeared, he called Feiye to walk beside him. Feiye laughed, the two of them drew their weapons and chased in the direction where the handkerchief had just flown away like the wind.
Let's say that the two of them quickly caught up with Sipa. It flew east for about two islands and then fell straight down. Ming San and Feiye also lowered their weapons, and Sipa fell to the ground.
Among the woods.
Si Pa landed next to a man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. There happened to be a young man carrying a spear standing next to him. When he saw Feiye and Ming San coming, he raised his eyebrows and whistled angrily: "Hey, come on you guys.
late."
"Fu Zihui? Why is it you again?" Feiye should have changed his name to Fu Jun when he saw Sha Ling. When he saw Fu Jun, his face darkened.
The relationship between him and this person is very inexplicable, and it is definitely not a good one anyway.
"I'm here to steal the limelight of your achievements. Why can't I just get used to the way you look like a coquettish guy?" Fu Jun moved the spear in his hand forward and tied the jade medal hanging on Feiye's waist.
The strap broke and fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
"Then what do you think? Third Young Master Ming? I'm going to kill the ghost cultivator who disturbed the order of your family this time. Do you want to give me something good as well?"
Fu Jun was still as familiar as ever. It was obviously the first time he met Ming Shaofeng, but his tone was still very familiar, as if the two had known each other for 18,000 years.
He leaned over and put his arm around Ming San's shoulders, acting like they were two good brothers.
Third Young Master Ming had been taught to be elegant and easy-going since he was a child, but he couldn't cope with Fu Jun's rogue behavior. His eyes were already a little disgusted, but he still had to say politely: "Thank you, little friend.
I don’t know what to call it?”
As he spoke, he went to break Fu Jun's hand around his shoulder, but it didn't move at all. In the end, he had to use his own spiritual energy to break open his iron hand.
"Burning Soul Palace, Fu Zihui."
A thunderbolt struck Ming Sanshao's mind, it turned out to be Fu Zihui!
Fu Zihui is the great disciple of Master Chongxu and the number one genius in Burning Soul Palace.
But everyone knows that something went wrong when Fu Zihui attacked Nascent Soul 1,200 years ago, and he had no choice but to commit suicide and reincarnate. Is this his reincarnation and restoration?
Ming San carefully looked at Fu Zihui and saw that his body was only in his early twenties, but his realm had already merged to the sixth level. As expected, he could be called the number one genius in Burning Soul Palace.
However, he was really not very likable, so Ming San just took a step back and walked to the side to see the dead black-robed ghost cultivator.
"Ming Sanshao, I'm afraid there's a deceit. This man is not a ghost cultivator, he's just a dead monster."
But Feiye held Ming San, shook his head, and looked at Fu Zihui sharply: "What do you mean?"
"How do I know? The man had a fight with me and was completely helpless, so he lost his skin here and went east." Fu Zihui took out his earwax and looked like he had nothing to do with it.
appearance.
"You didn't stop him?" Ming San frowned.
"Why should I stop him? I don't have this responsibility or obligation." He said this with a very confident face, but he also grinned widely, showing his big white teeth. "What does it have to do with me?
?”
Without waiting for the two of them to reply, Fu Zihui whistled confidently and left.
Even the good-tempered Ru Ming San looked ugly, let alone Fei Ye.