Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 177 She Is Much Better Than Me

"I will work hard to cultivate, and strive to step into the golden core realm in the next ten years. When your disaster comes, I can help you." Fuling heard that Ji Zhi said that the one who could protect him might be herself, and Fuling felt that he said Make sense.

Although her current cultivation is far inferior to Ji Zhi, but in the face of unknown disasters, it is not necessarily her cultivation that can help.If only she could really help Ji Zhi.

Of course, before that, she wanted to make herself stronger as much as possible, and it was always right to improve her cultivation.

"Okay, I feel at ease with Poria here." Ji Zhi brushed off the fallen flowers on Fuling's shoulders while smiling, looking a little brighter than the spring sunshine.

Fu Ling felt that this stillness seemed more alive than ever. Although he was always gentle and warm in normal times, as a disciple of Buddha, he always gave people a sense of distance.

So although he has such a good temper and good looks, neither Min Min nor Senior Sister Mo Ran are very close to Ji Zhi.

Only she, because she has known Jizhi since Shining, and has a deep friendship with Jizhi, has always been close to him.

"I can't feel at ease. Compared with Ji Zhi, my strength is too weak, so I can't help much." Fu Ling felt that Ji Zhi was joking with herself.

With Ji Zhi's strength, where she needs a little foundation building help, she can only do a little bit with all her strength.

"Okay, Fu Ling is right." Ji Zhi still just smiled and did not refute.

Lin Zhixing and Song Minmin came back after they had finished their shopping, and Ji Bumeng and Hong Zhinv came back one after the other.

"Master Ji, your second wish has also been fulfilled, can you go to Beihai with us to return the Dragon Ball?" Seeing Ji Bumeng coming, Fu Ling asked directly.

"Fu Ling, it's not even noon yet, and we've only stepped into the peach forest not long ago. Are you in such a hurry?" Ji Bumeng said helplessly.

He just went to hang a flower lottery and came back, chatting with Red Weaver Girl by the way, not long time passed, and it was coming to an end.

"I didn't mean to urge you, but I was afraid that you would regret it, so I asked." Fu Ling also felt that it was too embarrassing for her to mention this matter to Ji Bumeng at this time, so her tone softened a bit.

"I won't go back on my word. Since I agreed, I will keep the promise. You don't like me in the first place. If I keep going back on my word, won't you hate me even more?" Ji Bumeng said seriously.

What Ji Bumeng said, Fu Ling is not sure how much is true and what is not, it is really Ji Bumeng who has been doing one thing after another before, and he is too deceptive.

But there is stillness, even if he wants to go back on his word, he can't escape.

Not long after Ji Bumeng came over, many people gradually gathered around their group.

Originally, Fuling and Jizhi were more eye-catching standing here, but with Ji Bumeng's eyes, their identities became even more suspicious.

"Is that person with golden eyes a demon cultivator..."

"Keep your voice down, what should you do if he hears you?"

"The one next to him who wears a monk's robe and has long hair must also be a demon cultivator..."

"This man in monk's robe looks decent, but the more decent he looks, the more likely he is a devil."

With the ears of Fu Ling and the others, they naturally heard the arguments of these people clearly. It is good to say that Ji Bumeng is a demon cultivator, but it is a bit dumbfounding to say that the rest of them are also demon cultivators.

Especially Jizhi, a serious Buddhist disciple is regarded as a demon cultivator.

"Sorry, I forgot to cover these eyes." Ji Bumeng apologized, and he quickly took out the white cloth belt and tied it in front of his eyes.

"I brought you to see the peach blossoms, what would you do if you covered your eyes?" Fu Ling stepped forward and tore off the strap, putting it in her storage bag.

"However, ordinary people will definitely be afraid when they see such eyes. Because of me, we are all stared at by everyone." Ji Bumeng said.

"If you don't want your eyes to be like this, then we can ask Senior Sister Mo Ran to take out the dragon ball in advance, and your eyes will naturally not shine." Fu Ling said it as a matter of course.

Ji Bumeng was choked, and Fuling was really cruel to him.

"However, I can't see even if I hold the Dragon Balls, so I might as well wear a belt to cover my eyes..."

"You're also right." Fu Ling was stunned before she noticed what was going on.

"Then should you return the belt to me?" Ji Bumeng stretched out her hand to Fuling.

Fu Ling shook her head, and didn't return him, "Let them talk about it. You are the one who wants to see the flowers. If you can't see them, what are we doing here?"

"Okay, I'll enjoy the flowers." Ji Bumeng nodded, brushing away the depression of being choked by Fu Ling just now, and smiled happily.

"I really didn't expect that Ji Bumeng would like such a girl." Standing beside Mo Ran, Hong Zhinu put her hand on Mo Ran's shoulder familiarly, half leaning against her, shaking her head while saying.

"Junior Sister Fuling is so nice. If I were a man, I would also like her." Mo Ran disagreed with what Hongzhinv said. Although Fuling sometimes said some straightforward words, whether it was to women or men, but sometimes she would Inadvertently said touching words.

"Where would it be? Most men like you, gentle and careless. If I were a man, I would definitely not like Fuling. You are virtuous and good at medicine. You are the best candidate for a Taoist companion." Red Weaver Girl disagreed. .

The Red Weaver Girl probably felt that Fu Ling was too upright to be a girl, she didn't have the virtuousness and gentleness that a woman should have, and she didn't treat Ji Bumeng particularly well. In Ji Bumeng's heart.

It is true that Mo Ran has many male monks to pursue, but she doesn't think there is anything good about her.

Someone like her, or someone as enchanting and charming as the Red Weaver Girl, may be very popular among men, but they are just suitors attracted by appearance.

After these men really got along with a girl like Junior Sister Fu Ling, it was easier for them to follow her unconsciously.

Mo Ranhe looked at Fuling who was talking to Jizhi not far away. Junior sister Fuling is only 13 years old this year, but perhaps because of an accident four years ago, her words and deeds are much more mature than her peers. It's hard to treat her like a child.

After a few more years, when she really grows up, she doesn't know what kind of outstanding man is worthy of her, snatching her away from Ling Yanfeng's several sword cultivators.

"She is much better than me, and also better than you. Don't think about it, we are not wronged if we lose to her." Mo Ran said lightly.

Red Weaver Girl refused to admit defeat: "It's not that I'm not good enough, it's that Ji Bumeng has no vision. My sister has seen countless men, and she has met more men than she has ever met, so Ji Bumeng is the only one who can't use his brain to look at them." The last yellow-haired girl."

(End of this chapter)