Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 310 Jealousy
The few people present looked at Mu Sheng, and then at An Qingli, wanting to know what An Qingli said, which made the Grandmaster surprised and delighted.

An Qingli coughed, and said seriously: "Ignore these things for now, the business is important."

Afterwards, he sent a voice transmission and told his master about the bet in detail.

Shangshan glanced at An Qingli, then looked at Mu Sheng, cupped his hands and said to Mu Sheng, "Thank you, Master, for taking the time to come here regardless of past suspicions."

"Tsk, Shangshan, you're so good at playing, be careful putting yourself in it." Mu Sheng was in a very happy mood, and wanted to pat Shangshan on the shoulder again.

But this time, Shangshan frowned slightly, and calmly avoided it, making Mu Sheng's palm miss.

Mu Sheng shook his gorgeous sleeve robe, and it was rare for him to be magnanimous, so he didn't care about it so much. Anyway, if Shangshan took in a few more Wulings, he would step on them all.

"Hahaha, you guys are busy, but don't lose yourself!"

Holding the little fox in his arms, Mu Sheng happily went above the white mist.

Those monks who were originally trapped in the white mist were taken into the sleeves by the ancestor of Tianyunzong, and then thrown upwards, those trapped monks, including Yue Hongyun, were suddenly blown by a strong wind. Straight to the sky.

"Thank you, ancestor of Tian Yunzong! Thank you, ancestor of Tian Yunzong!"

Those who were rescued were extremely grateful. Some of them had never even seen a Nascent Soul cultivator in this life, but they were kept in the sleeves of the Dujie Patriarch and saved their lives. It was a great honor.

They were people who were personally rescued by the ancestors of the Crossing Tribulation Realm, and they were very honorable when they said it.

The white mist temporarily calmed down, leaving only Qi Min and Qi Gao, the two patriarchs who crossed the catastrophe, an eighth-level Thunderwing Tiger, Shangshan Duoze, the two Nascent Soul True Lords, and An Qingli, the architect. base monks.

Ninth-level Lei Yihu and Mu Sheng were watching a good show above the white mist, and there were other people watching the show around, but they were all too far away, and they didn't dare to approach the Mahayana realm.

"Then so-and-so, you little foundation builder, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Wuling suddenly made a sound, it didn't like An Qingli, her face was scarred and her beauty was hard to hide, her eyes were bright and bright, and Shangshan scrutinized her twice.

Could it be that this Shangshan is interested in this little foundation building?
How about that!
This Wu Xingyun is cheap, but this little foundation building is not cheap either!
The woman on the pear tree folded her arms in displeasure.

An Qingli shrugged and said, "Then I will step back."

"No need." Shangshan said calmly, "One more you is not too much, one less you is not much, everything depends on the ancestor Qi Min."

Qi Min took a sip of his wine and said cheerfully, "The old man will do his best."

"Hey, little Zhuji." Wu Ling said again, "Stay far away from Shangshan, and stand between the two old men who have crossed the robbery."

An Qingli was quite speechless, but the voice of the little fox came from above her head: "My Mu Sheng's apprentice can stand wherever he wants. Good girl, stand on top of Shangshan's head."

Little Lei Yihu's heart moved, thinking that the big sister Fox was going to let him pull a lump of cake on top of Shangshan's head again.

But now that it has reached the fourth level, it can no longer do such embarrassing things.

"Hey, you can have this! Good apprentice, step on Shanshan's head." Mu Sheng glanced at the little fox approvingly, quite proudly, thinking that you Shangshan borrowed my apprentice's help, how can you do it without paying a price.

"Master, stop making trouble, the business is important." An Qingli was speechless again, summoned the little Leiyihu, turned over and sat on the tiger's back.

Wu Ling crossed her arms again, this little foundation building actually has a Thunder Wing Tiger as a monster pet, what a rich family background.

Shangshan would not take the initiative to marry this little girl because of her family background, right?

Thinking of this, Wu Ling felt a little more resentful.

"Old ancestor." The little Lei Yihu carried An Qingli, and walked to the side of the eighth-level Lei Yihu.

"Don't dare to be that." The eighth-level Thunderwing Tiger landed on all fours, turning into a fierce tiger, and its size instantly doubled to its normal size, allowing the little Thunderwing Tiger and An Qingli to sit on its back.

"Then respect is worse than obedience." An Qingli and Xiao Huzi jumped up and sat on the broad back of the tiger.

"Hey!" Wu Ling's eyes turned red again, what's going on now, this eighth-level Thunderwing Tiger is actually respectful to Xiao Zhuji's demon pet, and even let Xiao Zhuji sit on its back.

Not to mention Wu Ling, even Mu Sheng was jealous.

The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger next to him never allowed himself to sit on its back.

Sitting on the back is a master-servant relationship, not an equal relationship.

"What, Mu Sheng, are you jealous?" the ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger asked cheerfully.

Mu Sheng nodded seriously, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

If he can really sit on the back of the majestic ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger, another picture of a master riding a beast will be sold like crazy.

"Then come on." The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger also swelled up, happily stretched out his hand, hugged Mu Sheng by the waist, hugged it to its left shoulder, and sat on it.

But what is helpless is that the ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger is in human form, and Mu Sheng sits on its shoulders, just like a child sitting on the shoulders of an old father.

Such a kind father and son are filial.

"Let me down." Mu Sheng, who was dressed in fancy clothes, covered his face, bowed his back, and panicked with shame, as if he could hear the laughter in the distance.

The onlookers in the distance are indeed covering their mouths and holding back their laughter.

The picture of the master covering his face is being sold like crazy in Tianyun Zongfang City.

In the white mist, the search has officially begun for seven days.

Tian Yunzong's team gathered together and searched carefully bit by bit.

The little tiger rolled on the broad tiger's back of the old ancestor, and asked An Qingli out of boredom: "Master, why did you say good things to this good man when you were in front of the master just now? The little fox still remembers his grudge."

"Is that a good word?" An Qingli, the little Zhuji who was regarded as an outsider, sat cross-legged on the tiger's back, and replied calmly, "Shangshan, the future No. [-] person in the sect, is not just a name. That's all. It's impossible for the sect to rely on your Thunderwing Tiger Clan all the time, and maybe, in the future, my disciples and grandchildren will still need to rely on the goodness to protect them."

"That's true."

Little Huzi nodded his head after being instructed. These old ancestors came here for the elixir. If something happens to Mu Sheng, these old ancestors will disperse.

At that time, those who have grievances against the sect and those who have plans may attack the sect in groups, just like they did against Hua Yanzong.

If the strength is not enough, it is inevitable to climb high and fall heavy.

Little Huzi followed An Qingli out for more than ten years, and saw many such things. A son-in-law was beheaded. In the son-in-law's family, the man was digging mines, and the woman was a prostitute. It was a miasma.

The eighth-level Thunderwing Tiger, accompanied by Patriarch Qi Min, walked slowly step by step in this white mist forest.

"How is it?" Qi Min's ancestor asked An Qingli via voice transmission.

An Qingli asked Xiao Lingxi before replying calmly: "I haven't found any traces yet, but this fog spirit may exist in two forms."

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