Cannon fodder female supporter's technological path to immortality

Chapter 118 Chapter 117
Wu Zhuo, a gold elixir master who teaches fire spells at Qingyun College, said indignantly: "I don't know, how can you be a heartless person and let down the love of other girls?"

Well done, how did he become a heartless person?

Bai didn't know how to vent his anger.

But Wan Xi'er cried and said: "Fellow Daoist, did you have any misunderstanding, Fellow Daoist Bai did not let me down?"

"I didn't let you down, why are you crying?" Wu Zhuo rolled up his sleeves, took out a sledgehammer, and said imposingly: "Fellow Daoist, don't be afraid of him, the universe is clear, there is always justice, what are your difficulties?" Come out, I'll make the decision for you, if he dares to betray you, I'll beat him to death!"

Wan Xi'er wiped away her tears and sighed softly: "Fellow Daoist is so discerning, it's really wonderful."

Wu Zhuo eased his expression: "Then tell me, what difficulties have you encountered."

Wan Xi'er frowned slightly and sighed, tears fell down again, as if she didn't want money.

Wu Zhuo persuaded: "Master Wan, please don't cry, and speak up if you have something to say."

Wan Xi'er's tears didn't stop, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said with compassion: "Everything has a spirit, no matter how small a life is, it has a father and a mother. In order to raise a child, a mother will always give everything. Every time the child goes out, the mother will wait at home."

Wu Zhuo was dumbfounded for a moment, what the heck?
"It waited and waited obsessively, and stood on the path by the door, eager to see through it, but it waited and waited, but what it was waiting for was the news of the child's death."

With tears in her eyes, Wan Xi'er looked at Wu Zhuo with great emotion and asked, "Fellow Daoist, if you were the mother of a child, what would you do?"

"I will..." Wu Zhuo just said, and suddenly realized, "I'm not a female cultivator, I can't be a mother, how do I know?"

"You're not a mother, you're its father!" Wan Xi'er couldn't help but shed tears again.

Wu Zhuo didn't know why, but he felt like retreating, as if he shouldn't meddle in his own business.

Bai Bubu folded his arms and stood aside to watch the fun.

Su Wanyue also watched with relish.

Lu Xingzhou tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to slip away quickly.

If you don't slip away at this time, when will you wait?

Before Su Wanyue jumped out of the window with a few senior brothers and left, she heard Wu Zhuo say: "My child is dead, so I am naturally heartbroken."

Wan Xi'er sighed: "You and fellow daoist Bai, one is the father of the little ant, and the other is the mother of the little ant. Don't you feel sorry for the little ant being trampled to death by fellow daoist Bai? After tossing and struggling for a long time, I still can't forget the scene of it dying."

"It's so pitiful, so helpless, so weak... but it doesn't want... to die here... woo woo woo woo~"

Bai did not know: "..."

Wu Zhuo: "..."

WTF?

The two of them couldn't change their minds for a while, it was because Wan Xi'er's thoughts were too out of touch, they couldn't keep up with her rhythm at all.

Su Wanyue covered her mouth, suppressed her smile, jumped out of the window and left.

Flying with the sword all the way, and followed several senior brothers to the lake, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahahahaha... I laughed so hard, did you see Master Bai's expression? Hahahaha... He probably has never been so speechless in his life. He has an extra son of an ant. Who can react, Ha ha ha ha……"

Su Wanyue clutched her stomach and squatted on the grass with a smile, she had no image at all.

Liu Qingyang sat casually on the grass in front of her, pulled a blade of grass, and while circling her fingers, said, "Junior Sister Su, where is this?"

He raised his head and showed off to the other brothers: "Let me tell you, as soon as Zhenren Wan goes out, I guarantee that Master Bai will be entangled with a headache, which is exactly the same as when we broke the formation. Zhenren Wan's skill is more than that. She It’s not fully developed yet.”

Su Wanyue asked curiously: "Senior Brother Liu, where did you find Master Wan?"

Wan Xi'er's name did not appear in the original book.

Liu Qingyang said with a smile: "Went to ask the city has a cultivation alliance, and in the cultivation alliance there is also the most secretive organization—the Qidaohui."

"The monks in the Qidao Society do not practice the orthodox Dao, such as alchemy cultivators, sword cultivators, weapon cultivators... Will the Qidao Society accept them? They only accept small group of monks , For example, the way of extreme affection, the way of ruthlessness, the way of the seven emotions and six desires, the way of sleep, the way of the underworld... even the poison cultivator can't enter the strange way."

"My father is the leader of the Cultivation Alliance, and I asked him to invite Master Wan to come here."

Su Wanyue was taken aback for a moment, saying that there are many rich and powerful people in Qingyun College, it is true.

only……

"You are the son of the leader of the Cultivation Alliance. If you are not with the Cultivation Alliance, what are you doing at the academy?"

Su Wanyue was a little curious, if she had such a big background, she wouldn't run around.

Liu Qingyang threw away only a piece of grass, clapped his hands and said, "It's not because my father is too wordy."

Lu Xingzhou smiled and said, "If you don't go to the brothel Chu Pavilion often, he won't either..."

"Hmm, cough, cough..." Liu Qingyang coughed continuously, pointed at Su Wanyue, and frantically gave Lu Xingzhou winks.

Junior sister is still here, so be careful when you speak.

Lu Xingzhou quickly shut up.

Su Wanyue said solemnly: "Don't treat me like a child, it's just a brothel and Chuguan, who doesn't know?"

Lu Xingzhou and the others glared at Liu Qingyang, blaming him for being talkative.

Liu Qingyang: "..."

He seemed to have mentioned a name, and Junior Sister Su knew it herself, so can you blame him?

Su Wanyue was not at all embarrassed, and said carelessly: "There are women in the brothel, and boys in the Chu Pavilion. Wow, Senior Brother Liu, you go to both places, you can eat both sexes? You have a good time." ?”

"No, no, no... no." Liu Qingyang quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't go to those two places to have fun, I just went to drink, listen to music and dance."

Su Wanyue rubbed her chin, raised her eyebrows and said mischievously, "I understand, I really understand..."

Just tell some men in this world that going to bars is just for drinking. It is not ruled out that some people just drink, but in that environment, how many people can really be alone?
Liu Qingyang saw that Su Wanyue didn't believe it, so he didn't explain too much, anyway, the clean is cleared by itself.

Su Wanyue asked: "Senior brothers, can I ask you some questions about the formation?"

"Sure, what do you want to ask?" Liu Qingyang readily responded.

Several people sat around on the grass by the lake and talked about the formation, and time passed without knowing it.

The sun sinks to the west, and the sunset glow reddens half the sky.

Bai didn't know that it took him a long time to get rid of that scary woman, and he planned to settle accounts with those little bastards, but he saw them discussing the formation seriously.

This scene is touching!
If he didn't give them some problems, he would be sorry for them studying like this.

Fog gradually began to form by the lake, and the few people who were still immersed in the heated discussion did not notice the danger coming.

The thick fog rolled up in an instant, and the figures of several senior brothers were swallowed up.

A slippery tentacle swung towards Su Wanyue.

(End of this chapter)