The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 666 Meeting in a narrow road

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But Jia Jia didn't seem to have anything wrong with her, her complexion was normal from the beginning to the end.This is really too strange, so strange that if this continues, he may not be the only one who will find out.

He couldn't stop looking at Jia Jia, Jia Jia naturally noticed it, raised her head involuntarily, and looked at Gu Lang suspiciously.

Gu Lang looked at her with burning eyes, seeing that his expression was not right, Jia Jia moved her lips, and sent a voice transmission to him: "Brother, but what's wrong with me?"

Gu Lang used his pupil technique to send a message to her: "Jia Jia, follow my example, you may cause trouble with your calm appearance!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiajia understood at once, she immediately understood, and after bowing her head for a moment, she changed into a pale complexion, paired with those black eyes that were as black as ink, there were many gazes immediately It fell on her.First grasp, very pitiful, although these gazes may not have any dirty look, they still made him feel a little bit displeased, and his figure flickered: he is not such a burly figure, Jia Jia Although not short, compared to Gu Lang, it can only be considered petite. Walking like this, it seems that Jia Jia is leaning in his arms. Gu Lang's breathing suddenly stagnates, and then he becomes short. , the heart beat like a drum.

He secretly cursed a few times for not being able to cultivate his body and mind, and silently recited the Purifying Mantra dozens of times in his heart before he calmed down.

Years of getting along, the calmness when we first met has long since disappeared, replaced by those young people who are full of blood, blushing from time to time, in front of her, it seems that they have become not like themselves at all.

Gu Lang took a deep breath: All this is ultimately because she is standing in front of her at this moment!

On the contrary, the appearance of the two of them caused Qin Ya, who inadvertently glanced back, to be slightly taken aback, and then said in deep thought: "Gu Lang, Jia Jia, come here, come to my teacher."

Gu Lang's face froze, but seeing Jia Jia quickly leave his embrace and walk towards Qin Ya, he had no choice but to walk forward helplessly.The two stood still beside Qin Ya.

Qin Ya waved his sleeves wide, put his hands on the shoulders of the two, and a warm and long spiritual force penetrated into the bodies of the two from his palm.

But seeing Gu Lang's complexion slowly recovering, Jia Jia had already sent a voice transmission to Qin Ya: "Master, I'm fine. I just made this appearance because I was afraid that my good-looking appearance would cause unnecessary trouble, Master." Don't worry about it!"

But seeing Qin Ya nod her head slightly, she asked the natural question: "Jiajia, what unusual treasure do you have on your body that can block the invasion of miasma?"

Jia Jia shook her head blankly: "I don't know, but there is nothing wrong with me." After a pause, Jia Jia quickly turned her thoughts to the chaotic world, "Master, you said you would Couldn't it be related to the mustard space?"

"No." The clinker Qin Ya replied firmly, "The invasion of the miasma and the mustard space in your body, it doesn't make sense, it should be something else?"

"Any other things?" Jiajia murmured blankly, but still didn't know anything.

Qin Ya sighed lightly, and said again: "Just think about it, what kind of strange defensive magic weapon is there on your body?"

"It's very normal! I got it from Rong Zhen..." Jiajia fell silent halfway through the sentence, as if she understood something, Qin Ya suddenly looked up, and saw the broken hair on Jiajia's forehead In the middle, a little red cinnabar imprint loomed in it: perhaps because Jiajia had ignored the relationship between the broken hair on her forehead for a while, so it grew a little long, but no one noticed it for a while.

The acuity of Tibetan God monks is naturally different from that of ordinary people. Qin Ya's pupils shrank suddenly, almost subconsciously, and blurted out: "Where did that little cinnabar mark on your forehead come from?"

Jia Jia, who had already noticed that the protective vestment on her body was unusual, replied quickly, "It's been there since I put on that vestment."

But seeing Qin Ya take a breath of air: "Jia Jia, your cassock should not be an ordinary thing. Rong Zhen is a maverick. Although he has been away for many years, he is indeed a person. His things are naturally not bad. .”

After Qin Ya finished speaking, she warned Jiajia again: "This thing may not be an ordinary thing, you should keep it carefully, don't let others know."

Jiajia nodded in response, and then relayed the conversation between her and the master to Gu Lang, who had questioned her several times, but seeing Gu Lang nodded thoughtfully and lowered his eyelids, he continued to look away. placed far away.

"Master, did you do it on purpose!" With Qin Ya's aura, Gu Lang's expression returned to normal, but he was still somewhat displeased: "You deliberately want to tear us apart!"

"What's your name?" Qin Ya chuckled, "I'm breaking you up on purpose? Why?" Even so, the obvious playful look in his eyes betrayed his state of mind at the moment. Like a fox that has just won, the lips are slightly raised.

"Master, why do you have to make fun of me?" Gu Lang looked at Jia Jia who was walking on the other side of Qin Ya without realizing it, but he was helpless. Some just can't let go.What's more, even he himself was afraid of driving Jia Jia into a hurry, so he drove her away instead.

"You are thinking wildly in your own mind, what does this have to do with you?" Qin Ya chuckled, "Let's say the ugly words first, if you bully Jiajia, even if you are a teacher, you will not let you go."

After saying this, Gu Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling more and more displeased because Jiajia was so close but unable to reach out his hand to hold her back: "It turns out that my nephew has such a status in Master's heart! Master, you have a great way. Why bother meddling in my affairs with Jiajia? Also, Jiajia is also a woman, Master cares too much!"

As soon as these words came out, it was a bit offensive. As soon as Gu Lang finished speaking, he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Master, I was wrong." It is said that he has the Dao, but he just can't control it, even if it is a master, he has to step back from Jiajia for a few steps.

Qin Ya couldn't help but laugh a little, but she didn't answer him, she just looked down at Jia Jia, who was stunned, and looked away, without arguing with him.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Lang became even more uneasy, and couldn't help saying again, "Master, I was wrong."

After walking a distance of thirty miles like this, Qin Ya finally supported her forehead with a headache and sighed: "Gu Lang, you have already whispered in this seat thirteen times, don't mention it again, my seat I'm too lazy to say any more."

These words made Gu Lang feel even more guilty at the moment, with a dark face, he walked forward.

If what Jiajia said just now, even though Qin Ya believed her, she didn't feel anything, but now, seeing that the dizziness is getting less and less within the distance of thirty miles, Qin Ya must feel a little more in her heart : A good thing is a good thing, but everything has two sides. If it is really that thing, I am afraid that Jiajia will have to suffer again.

Along the way, there are fewer and fewer monks following behind, and now they can keep up with the monks of the Kunlun team. Naturally, their cultivation base is not low. Even if they are alone, they are more than enough to protect themselves. The communication between the two teams is natural. Even less, they formed a team in such a silent and peaceful manner.

At this moment, among the scattered people, a solemn out-of-body monk suddenly called out: "Junior Brother, Junior Brother, talk to me!"

The out-of-body monk yelled at a bell-shaped sound attack magic weapon: that magic weapon seems to be the kind of magic weapon that can freely transmit sound with people.

Before everyone could react, they saw the bell-shaped sound attack weapon suddenly exploded with a loud "bang", and shattered into pieces and flew towards everyone.

Following the sound of shattering, a smug and wild laughter spread around: "The sound transmission is still going on at the end of death, are those monks not far ahead?"

As soon as these words came out, even the cultivator who had just screamed in pain because of his junior brother's accident fell silent, and looked around in horror.

The monk who was still silent just now immediately became flustered, but fortunately, the monk who can reach such a level is by no means comparable to ordinary monks, but after a moment of panic, he immediately calmed down, and if he made a sound now, I'm afraid it would only make him worse. It is easy to hit with one hit.All eyes fell on the Kunlun monk headed by Weidong.Obviously, someone has already caught up.

Wei Dong was silent for a moment, rubbing his forehead as if he had a headache, but after a while, he took a deep breath and turned around: "Go on!"

This is clearly a game of cat and mouse with those people.

To be honest, such a cat-and-mouse game is really a bit aggrieved, but everyone has no choice but to obey, with some complaints, and continue to move forward.

It's just that I thought it would be safe and sound, but on the night of the third day, several monks who were cultivated in the hidden god stage, together with a few monks who were proficient in fighting intentions, first noticed some troubles, and stopped suddenly like this. Stopped.

Jia Jia also stopped in her tracks, her ears twitching slightly: "It's less than ten miles away."

Several Tibetan God monks looked at each other, and they all saw a few wry smiles in each other's eyes: Those people still caught up. Although they knew that this cat-and-mouse game would not last too long, everyone still hoped that it would be longer. Good, but in the end, this hope is so shattered.

Now that this is the case, then naturally I can no longer hide.

Several monks of Tibetan God stood at the front of a group of monks in a short time, standing with their hands behind their backs, waiting for the group of devils to appear from afar.

This fight was inevitable.

The monks present all sacrificed their weapons: It is said that this group of monks who took refuge in the Ten Thousand Barriers Mountain had a high level of cultivation. If it was normal, it would not be difficult to deal with those monks.It's just that almost everyone is infested by the miasma, and in a drowsy state, the combat effectiveness may not be as good as before.

Qin Ya frowned: It doesn't matter to him, because his left hand has been resting on Jia Jia's shoulder from the back, so his mind has already cleared up, and he even has a slight resistance to the miasma.

But others, even Wei Dong and others who were also in the Tibetan God stage, were a little pale, and their strength might be greatly reduced.

This is true for Tibetan monks, let alone other monks.

Although everyone sacrificed their talismans, they all looked pale and stood there rather weakly.

"Do you really dare to fight the enemy?" With a chuckle, a group of monks appeared in front of everyone.

However, although those monks woke up from the Ten Thousand Barriers Mountain just like them, their expressions were as usual.In fact, from the first moment when one person spoke, the faces of the Tibetan God monks were a bit ugly: listen to the sound to identify the position, listen to the voice, and you can guess that these people are not as disturbed as they are: this On the other hand, even though the team of monks in front of me is only a few dozen, far inferior to them in terms of numbers, but now, I am afraid that they are the ones who are losing the wind.

What's more, those monks who fell behind might have died in the hands of this monk.

"Why so much nonsense?" A monk on the other side sneered, "Look at this group of sick cat-like monks and you will know that they are finished. If I don't do anything now, when will I wait?" The whole person rushed out like that, and pointed at the nearest Tibetan monk from the Loose Cultivation Alliance. Since he was a monk from the Loose Cultivation Alliance, his fighting skills must not be weak, so the monk hurriedly threw a pair of mother and child The ring attacked the monk.

The cultivator who was also in the Tibetan God stage sneered.

The sword pointed directly at the monk of the Tibetan God, but after a few rounds, if the eyesight is a little weak, you can probably only see two hurricanes of different colors intertwined.

But people like Jia Jia and the others had excellent eyesight, and they could clearly see that the cultivator from the Loose Cultivation Alliance was clearly retreating.

Wei Dong and the others all looked at each other, nodded slightly, they understood, then jumped out and joined the battle.

As soon as these people joined in, the two hurricanes that were still entangled with each other immediately separated. In this room, even the monk with the poorest eyesight can clearly see the corner of the mouth of the Tibetan God monk from the Loose Cultivation Alliance. There were a few traces of blood, but the person from the devil Fang laughed at Yan Yan and joked: "Yo, what's the matter? Are you people starting to imitate me and bully less?"

"With people like you, what morality do you need?" Someone naturally retorted immediately.

The monk didn't care, just sneered: "So this is morality, so I understand." After that, he gave an order while fighting with the few Tibetan monks who had been invaded by the miasma, but seeing the dozens of monks At least the monks who were above the out-of-body level let out a long roar, and drove towards the crowd behind the few Tibetan God monks.

Just now when Wei Dong and the others made a move, Qin Ya also made a move. Seeing that the cultivator used this move, she didn't panic, as if she had expected it, and let out a soft whistle: "Gu Lang, Jia Jia, follow me as a master!"

Hearing two "yes" in unison, the three of them rushed towards the dozens of monks almost at the same time.

(End of this chapter)