long night walk

Chapter 101 Little Monster
"Although I have to admit that in some respects, your kid can indeed be called a little monster who can break the common sense. You can draw the sword out of its sheath without recognizing the master of Yuanli Sword. Presumably my suzerain It must have been a shock to know this.

It's just that drawing the sword returns drawing the sword, it depends on luck and chance.

Cultivating the spiritual way depends on the talent that is hard to find one in ten thousand, and it may not be able to touch that threshold.

You just want to cultivate your spiritual power after only superficially studying superficial knowledge for ten days, it's really fantastic.

If my suzerain finds out, he will definitely scold you for being too ambitious.When cultivating a new field, you should first lay down the basic skills of your own field, you must know that you can't eat too much..."

"Crack..."

What interrupted Jin Sheng's endless chatter was a sound like a blade scraping against a wooden board.

"..."

Jin Sheng stared wide-eyed, as if being strangled by a ghost, his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

Not far away, Mencius, who was working hard, carrying clear water into the Ten Mile Lake, saw this scene.

Even his hands trembled, and the whole tank of water was poured down, and he became a drowned chicken without even realizing it.

Bai Lian slowly opened his eyes, looked expectantly at the scratch on the wooden board, then shook his head in disappointment, and said, "No, the painting is a bit crooked."

Looking at Bai Lian with this disappointed expression, Jin Sheng's face turned livid as if he had eaten shit!
This is not enough!

You are just a beginner in the spiritual field, and in the first half, you still asked him what spiritual power is like a little buddy.

In the second half of the sentence, before he sneered at education, you have comprehended the way of the spirit by yourself, and there is a scratch on the board, which is just a little crooked.

This motherfucker is not satisfied, why don't you go to heaven!
Regarding this, Lin Yuan did not frighten the world as much as they did.

For her, Bai Li'an is the new mountain lord that Master Shan father has been waiting for for many years, so naturally it is definitely not something in the pool to measure.

Even Thirteen Jian Jinsheng couldn't get rid of the two demon puppets, but he was able to deal with them patiently, calculating every step of the way.

Under the desperate situation with no chance of winning, lure the enemy to step into the trap set by him.

Conquer the strong with the weak, and stay calm in the face of danger. If you don't have any extraordinary talent, it would be unreasonable.

"The owner of the mountain has worked hard for many days, remember to combine work and rest, and relax and relax."

Lin Yuan brought a wooden utensil, which was filled with a fresh garnet-like liquid. At first glance, others would think it was freshly squeezed juice.

But Jinsheng, who knew Bai Lian's identity well, knew that it was not fruit juice.

Bai Li'an put down the target in his hands and looked up at Lin Yuan.

There was a sharp bloody wound on her slender wrist, and then she said helplessly, "Actually, it doesn't have to be like this."

Lin Yuan was dissatisfied with Ning Mei, and put the utensils in his hands into his hands with a rather forceful attitude, and said: "The mountain master's deer are all lost, and now ten days have passed, why bother."

Bai Lian, who hadn't eaten for ten days, was indeed likely to enter a dangerous state at any time, so in desperation, he drank the whole cup of blood.

I don't know... When will this life of relying on the blood of my companions end.

Mencius put down the water tank in his hand, smiled and said, "When did Miss Lin squeeze the juice?"

Lin Yuan's expression moved slightly, and when he pondered how to respond, he heard Bai Li'an's voice sounding gently.

"Mr. Meng, now that the catastrophe in the mountain is over, Mr. Meng has also found his personal weapon. I watched the vision of the ancient cave of thousands of demons on the other side of the sea gradually disappear, and most of the practitioners returned home. Mr. Meng is no different than those in the mountains. Villagers with no cultivation, don't know when they are going to leave the mountain."

Lin Yuan immediately glanced at Bai Lian with a surprised expression, feeling slightly puzzled.

In her impression, Bai Lian was a person who never lost his manners easily.

He has a gentle personality and treats people with humility, why did he issue such a direct order to expel the guest today.

Although Mr. Meng is not from the mountains, he is also a fellow of those practitioners.

But those who don't know are not guilty. Afterwards, Mr. Meng was still able to defy the power and fight side by side with them with his heart. No matter how you say it, he should be called a life-and-death friend.

But now it seems... It seems that this is not the case in Bai Lian's heart.

Mr. Meng was also startled when he heard the words, and then he smiled politely and said: "Speaking of which, Kongcang Mountain is now undergoing reorganization. As an outsider, it is inconvenient for Zifei to disturb him for ten days."

Regarding Bai Lian's order to chase away guests, Mencius expressed his understanding very well, and did not make any more entanglements, and he left cleanly.

"Shanzhu...is this matter too..." Lin Yuan hesitated.

"Do you also think it's too much?" Bai Lian narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flickering slightly.

Looking at the direction in which Mencius left, he smiled slightly: "There may be all kinds of coincidences in the world, but I have always believed that if many coincidences are connected together... then it is no longer a coincidence."

Lin Yuan was slightly startled, and thoughtfully said: "You mean...Mr. Meng is not pure in mind, and he is actually the same kind of person as Wen Yu."

Bai Lian laughed and shook his head: "It's not the same kind of person, how could it be the same kind of person, as for the pureness of the mind... People's hearts are unpredictable, but you and I can easily see through them.

But sister Lin Yuan, don't forget that the group of people who entered the mountain that day... was headed by Mr. Meng, which proved that this person was not as simple as he appeared on the surface. "

"And..." He looked down at the dark heart in his palm, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised an arc: "I can't believe that with his ability, he didn't see the man behind the puppet."

Lin Yuan frowned lightly: "This is groundless..."

"No credentials required."

Bai Lian interrupted with a gentle voice, looked up at Lin Yuan's beautiful blue eyes, and said with a smile: "The mountain is full of scars today, and I can no longer take any risks, and Mencius is not himself There is a hidden risk, and letting him go is the best choice, after all...the blood river that the Demon Sect wants has not been obtained yet, and they hope for someone who can inherit the blood river..."

As he spoke, he pursed his lips sharply, and his tone was cool: "Wen Yu is dead, and among this group of people, only Mr. Meng survived."

Under many coincidences, the truth is not far away.

It's just that Bai Lian really has a lot of things to do now, and he has no intention to prove these anymore, so he simply drives people away.

It's just being rude to others, which is nothing to him.

Lin Yuan stared at Bai Li'an silently for a long time, then sighed softly: "Anyway, I hope you don't put all the burden on yourself, there are me and Guiyuan here."

You are responsible for protecting Kongcang, and we... are responsible for protecting you.

After Mencius left, Jin Sheng suddenly felt that he was the only outsider here.

Just as he was feeling awkward, he heard Bai Lian suddenly ask: "Jinsheng, how is your right hand recovering now?"

(End of this chapter)