Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 125
There was a hoarse voice, screaming very loudly, shouting: "Help us, we can continue to cooperate."

Another younger voice cried and shouted: "We don't need to kick you away, come and save us."

Yan Xi said loudly: "I can't help you!"

He turned off his mobile phone, although he didn't know if the ghosts in Jiayin Realm would come to him through radio waves, but Yan Xi didn't want to save people.

The other party actually said that he would kick him away and continue to cooperate?That is to say, you already plan not to cooperate?

He doesn't shake his sister, so who can he save?
Anyway, there is no way to save people.

Yan Xi hasn't learned how to catch ghosts yet!
Not long after, the phone rang again.

After Yan Xi hung up, the phone continued to ring.

He had no choice but to pick it up, and saw a grimace staring at him in the video, which was scary.

Yan Xi and Grimace looked at each other for a while, then slowly stretched out a middle finger.

The evil spirit on the opposite side got angry and rushed wildly, and soon the screen went dark. Obviously, the other party failed to sneak in, but broke the camera.

Yan Xi complained: "This native ghost can't even get out of a screen, so he's not a professional!"

On Earth, it seems that whether it is an American ghost movie, a Japanese ghost movie, or a Chinese...

Mistake!

There are no ghost films in China, only Liaozhai.

Being able to drill out of the screens of electronic devices and come and go through video tapes, CDs, and wired and wireless signal networks seems to be a universal skill.

But Yan Xi provoked him just now, and he was sure that the ghosts in the Jiayin Realm would not know this skill, not even the ghosts who had been sacrificed by the evil monks.

He looked left and right for a while, although there was some cold wind blowing on the top of the mountain, it was definitely not a cloudy wind.

"I don't know if the teacher can also save Zhao Qijin and his group when he rescued Yan Po and the others."

"Playing with ghosts is disgusting."

Zhao Qijin's mobile phone couldn't transmit the image, but the sound was good, and the extremely scary screams came from the other side very quickly, theoretically, people had already started to die.

Yan Xi was a little sad and cut off the video communication.

"When I go back outside, I will definitely burn incense in the temple for some of you, and find a few eminent monks to save you."

Yan Xi also sighed, but he really couldn't save people.

He looked up and saw nothing at all.

Yan Xi opened a can of beer, took a sip, and waited patiently for several hours. Suddenly, he saw a stream of clouds passing by in the sky, and Gu Shenye fluttered down. When he saw his apprentice, he smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Dongfang The old ghost is not an opponent for the teacher."

Yan Xi asked, "Master, who is that black cloud?"

Gu Shenye said with a smile: "It's the Supreme Elder of the Yinshan Sect, called Dongfang Qiu, who is unique in the world with his mysterious and ghostly cloud skills. But under my hands, he is still vulnerable. He has been severely injured by his master and has retreated." gone."

"Yan Po and those little ghosts are fine. The one who cultivates the real energy of Wutu is a bit unlucky. He was a little late to act as a teacher, and he has been captured by the old Dongfang ghost. It may not be a good end."

Yan Xi also sighed, the man in yellow was able to fight Yan Po on a par, one can imagine his skills!

At least it took hundreds of years of penance to achieve today's achievements.

Just because there is no backing behind them, life and death are uncertain when they meet each other. It is no wonder that there are so few people practicing in Jiayin Realm.

There is no way, cultivation is too difficult, and death is too fast.

As soon as Yan Xi thought of this, he saw Gu Shenye's figure gradually drifting away, he couldn't help being shocked, and thought: "Teacher, has your soul been driven out of your wits?"

But Gu Shenye's voice was heard, lingering on the top of the mountain, and said: "I can't bear it as a teacher. I saw that boy in yellow was killed by the old Dongfang ghost, so I have already chased him down, trying to save him."

"I'm afraid you will be worried, so I use spells to send a message back."

"I don't need to prepare meals for the teacher these days, I can take care of myself by myself."

After speaking, Gu Shenye's figure was blown away by the wind.

Only then did Yan Xi know that the Liuxia was not the teacher's escaping light, but a magic spell sent back from the letter.

When he thought about what he thought the teacher had given up on saving people just now, he felt ashamed and secretly shouted: "This is a person in the right way! He will save people who he obviously doesn't know. I guess the teacher is also looking at the Jiayin world. There are too few practitioners, and if we don’t help each other, we will be endangered sooner or later, so this is a brave act.”

Yan Xi was left alone. Knowing that the teacher was not here for the time being, he was also a little apprehensive. He was not a brave person. He lived alone in the barren hills, and he was a little afraid to say anything.

Yan Xi secretly thought: "Forget it, go back and stay for a few days, it's considered a holiday."

"Didn't Qingying ask me if I'm free, so I can accompany her to see the new house?"

"Now I'm free!"

Yan Xi collected the garbage, turned around and traveled back to the modern society. He stretched his muscles and bones a little, and realized that his original body, which he hadn't used much for a while, and his various cultivations at the same time, he called his girlfriend in a relaxed mood. made a phone call.

Xun Qingying was still working overtime, and she was quite excited when she received the call. The two chatted for a while, and Yan Xi volunteered to pick her up from get off work.

After leaving the secluded place of crossing, Yan Xi took an online car-hailing service, and soon arrived at the downstairs of the Ji's Group Building.

This time, he didn't go in directly.

After all, it was night, and there were not many people in the building. If you go in now, you will be suspected of melon fields and plums. In case people have lost their things, it is not easy to explain clearly.

Yan Xi gave the online car-hailing driver [-] consumption and asked him to wait for a while. The driver readily agreed and tried to chat with Yan Xi about the situation in Russia and Ukraine.

Yan Xi hasn't watched the news for a long time, how could he have the mood to talk about this?

All he cares about now is that the Jiayin world practice battle, the Yinshan religion and the three fire gods have no common language with the driver.

After waiting for a while, Yan Xi was surprised to see Bo Du coming out with a girl.

This girl is a bit chubby, but she has a charming face and is very young. Walking with Bodu, she looks like a Little Red Riding Hood being watched by Grandma Wolf.

Uncle laughed a few times very seriously, and said: "I was in the review area of ​​an online novel called "The Legend of the Immortals" today, and saw someone saying that this book is getting better. Do you know, I was Reminds me of the siege!"

The girl couldn't help laughing and said, "What's the matter with the siege? What does Qian Zhongshu's novel have to do with online novels?"

Bo Du said with a serious face: "The hero of the besieged city is called Fang Hongjian, and the heroine is called Sun Roujia!"

"You savor it carefully?"

Yan Xi covered his face with his hand, lest Bo Du would see him and come up to say hello.This tiger demon has only lived in modern society for a few days?Has been devastated by the filthy modern society and has become the appearance of a human old pervert.

This shit is called forcing a tiger into prostitution!
Yan Xi wanted to jump out, pointing at Bodu and shouting: "Hey! That tiger monster, let go of that little white rabbit." Then he thought, he came to pick up his girlfriend from get off work, and he had an extra little white rabbit in his hand. White Rabbit, it's not easy to explain the purpose, so I can only feel resentful.

(End of this chapter)