Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 162 The Genius Who Was Dig Out of His Spiritual Roots (16)

He rubbed his eyes and stood up. When he went out, he glanced at the closed door next door, and hid in the night with a sword about the same height as others.

In the east, white bellies appeared, and the Holy Spirit Sect, which had been silent all night, gradually became lively.

The moon-white figure was as light as a young swallow, leaping down from the hill.

The long sword in his hand is as graceful as a swimming dragon, with a cold light, and the sound of breaking wind disturbs the silence of the morning.

It wasn't until some disciples came to Jianfeng for morning class that Wei Ziyu took his sword back slowly, and took out a handkerchief from his storage bag to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Looking up again, the indifference in the eyes has long since dissipated, replaced by innocence.

On the way back to Nanxi Peak, Wei Ziyu met many disciples in groups.

"Little uncle."

Several elder disciples and inner disciples stopped to say hello when they saw Wei Ziyu, with respectful tones.

Although they are much older than Wei Ziyu, who made Wei Ziyu and their master have a relationship of brothers and sisters.

Wei Ziyu smiled harmlessly and kept walking.

Passing Danfeng, Wei Ziyu stopped, looked up at the towering mountain peak, the light in his eyes flickered, then turned and left.

Before he took two steps, he was stopped by several people who rushed out from the side.

Wei Ziyu looked at the leader Wei Chengji, changed his original indifferent expression, and timidly called out: "Brother."

Wei Chengji looked at him coldly, and laughed: "I don't dare to be called 'brother'!"

Wei Ziyu was nervous and at a loss: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Wei Chengji forcibly suppressed the urge to beat Wei Ziyu to death, with a dark face: "My master wants to see you."

"Why did the third elder see me?" Wei Ziyu looked puzzled, and clenched the long sword in his hand, "But I have to go back. Master is still waiting for me at Nanxi Peak."

"My master has already told Elder Lou, and Elder Lou also agreed, what are you still doing, hurry up and follow me to see Master!"

Wei Ziyu's amber pupils shrank for a moment, and his voice was very soft: "Master, did she agree?"

"Of course." Wei Chengji lied without batting an eyelid, "My master sent a letter to Elder Lou early in the morning."

Wei Ziyu lowered his eyes, and didn't make Wei Chengji wait long. When he pursed his lips, the dimples on his cheeks appeared: "Okay, I'll go with brother."

Wei Chengji thought about what Wei Ziyu would face later, but he had no intention of making things difficult for him anymore, so he waved his hand: "Let's go."

Wei Chengji and Wei Ziyu walked side by side, and the rest walked behind, as if to prevent Wei Ziyu from escaping.

Wei Ziyu turned his head and glanced at them, the corners of his mouth curled up, looking defenseless.

Seeing this, Wei Chengji sneered in his heart, and only quickened his pace.

No one noticed that the white messenger crane disappeared and flew all the way to Nanxi Peak.

At this moment, Lou Zhuang was giving morning lessons to the inner disciples, she was holding a book in one hand, and her expressionless face made the disciples dare not lose their minds for a moment.

Just as he was explaining a certain passage in the book to his disciples, there was a clear and clear sound, which made Lou Zhuang look sideways.

I thought it was a naughty disciple doing tricks under the table, but I didn't expect it to be her paper crane.

The messenger paper crane with Lou Zhuang's spiritual power was surrounded by a light silver light, and landed at Lou Zhuang's feet with a soft thud.

Except for Lou Zhuang, only Wei Ziyu had such a letter-passing paper crane.

Lou Zhuang flicked her fingertips lightly, and the paper crane flew to her palm and stopped still.

(End of this chapter)