After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Feng Ming's expression was extremely ugly.

Why does something happen to him every time he takes his junior sister out? Isn't he worthy of taking his junior sister out to play?

He knew that he could not pass the pressure of spiritual pressure.

Feng Ming didn't try to be aggressive at all, he was very knowledgeable about current affairs, so he took out the sound transmission jade slips to ask for help.

The contact is naturally the Patriarch Qiongji.

The Poor Patriarch is enjoying himself, living his own leisurely life, and no stinky girl is angry with him. He feels that the sky is clear, and he feels comfortable everywhere.

As a result, as soon as he thought this way, the voice of his three apprentices came from the sound transmission jade slip.

"Master, Master, help the world, and my junior sister is in trouble. We are in the Forest of Ten Thousand Monsters, and my junior sister was sucked in by that Lao Shizi's powerful cave, and I couldn't get in due to spiritual pressure."

Patriarch Poor Ji shook his hand, and all the wine in the gourd was spilled on him, and his heart was distressed.

O my wine!
Who is this brat trying to scare to death with such a loud voice?

Feng Ming got anxious when he didn't get any response from his master.

"Master, are you listening? Do you know that what I'm talking about is that something happened to my junior sister?"

"It's alright, brat, don't make a fuss. Your master and I are old, but our eyes are dim, deaf, and tinnitus. Your little junior sister is still fine, and your fate card is still on."

That girl is as fine as a monkey with hair on her body, she has a lot of merit and virtue, and she has a crow's mouth. Whoever dares to bully her, she is not going to curse her to death.

Besides, her current strength is comparable to that of the Golden Core Stage, and even her body's defense quality is stronger than that of the average Golden Core Stage.

That girl, I have to thank that deep sleep.

On the other side of the sound transmission jade slip, Feng Ming let out a long sigh of relief, fortunately the little junior sister is fine now.

But Feng Ming's heart was raised again, it doesn't mean if he is fine now, he will encounter any danger in a while.

Therefore, he insisted on asking Poor Ji Patriarch to come over.

This method of torture is so familiar that the poor ancestor's scalp is a little tingling, this brat doesn't want to learn it, so why learn it from his junior sister.

Headache.

"Stop, stop arguing, I don't know what you are worrying about, you brat. With your little junior sister's ability, you should worry about others instead of worrying about her. Just wait, in two days, Xiaoshanzi will take someone there , he was looking for you, and you are looking for him."

The Poor Patriarch who crazily dumped the blame, unilaterally cut off the connection between the two with a snap.

This made Feng Ming jump in anger, but he obviously already felt that Master would definitely not come over, he could only wait here.

While waiting for the arrival of Suzerain Yueshan two days later, he is still waiting to see when the spiritual pressure will dissipate.

As soon as they dispersed, he must rush in to find someone as soon as possible.

Immortal cultivators have no concept of time. Generally speaking, two days is like a blink of an eye to Feng Ming, but now he feels that these two days are too long, as if several springs and autumns have passed.

Keeping him waiting, he couldn't help taking out the sound transmission jade slips several times to harass Patriarch Qiongji, but he couldn't annoy Patriarch Qiongji enough.

Finally, after Fengming tried to harass Patriarch Qiongji for the eighteen hundredth time, two days passed.

In his eyes looking forward to the stars and the moon, he finally looked forward to the arrival of Suzerain Yueshan.

"Sovereign, you guys are too tired, how long has it been so slow?"

"Forget it, my lord has a lot, just come here, and quickly find a way to save..." Junior Sister.

Feng Ming ran over as fast as he could, ignoring everyone around him with his eyes, and could only accommodate the suzerain he was thinking of.

He tugged at Yue Shan's sleeve, but he didn't say the last three words. A hand was placed on his shoulder, and that hand slightly exerted force, interrupting his words.

"Third Senior Brother, it's not that we are slow. You should ask Yuan Tianzong and Hehuan Sect why they are so slow?"

Obviously this is a reminder.

Only then did Feng Ming suddenly realize that it wasn't just their Yijian sect who came, but also people from other sects.

The cold sweat on Feng Ming's forehead almost came out.

He was frightened by himself.

It's okay, it's thanks to the fourth junior brother, otherwise he would have to tell about the fact that the younger junior sister entered the cave, which is hard to explain.

If Junior Sister can ignore things like spiritual pressure, it's better not to let people from other sects know.

He glanced at Pei Ye gratefully.

With a gentle smile on Pei Ye's face, like a young master, he bent his eyes towards Feng Ming.

this laugh...

The corner of Feng Ming's mouth twitched, his gratitude faded in an instant.

The fear of being dominated by the fourth junior brother came to mind.

The body couldn't help shaking.

Quietly, she took off the hand that was on her shoulder.

Pei Ye didn't care, he took a step back, revealing the cold quilt and moon marks behind him, with that gentle mask on his face, he smiled at Feng Ming with the corners of his mouth pulled.

The laughing Feng Ming was hairy all over, especially the look of "you wish for yourself" in his eyes, which made him couldn't help shaking his body.

He smiled dryly, and turned his head to meet two pairs of dark, deep eyes without any emotion.

Feng Ming, who was stared at by two pairs of eyes with the same emotion, felt guilty and flustered, feeling the flesh and bones all over his body, as if he was hurting everywhere.

Worse, he knew that if he lost his junior sister, he would not be able to escape the mixed doubles of senior sister and senior brother.

But he had to be thankful that the fourth junior brother didn't seem to have the desire to beat him this time.

But really not?
Pei Ye smiled softly.

"Fengming, what do you mean by what you said just now? What do you want Sect Master Yueshan to find a way to save?"

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and everyone's eyes instantly shifted to Feng Ming's body.

The speaker was none other than Yan Han.

What he said was a question, but the tone was not very good, he was overbearing with a bit of questioning, if he didn't know, he should be questioning his subordinates.

Why are there people from the Hehuan Sect everywhere?

Feng Ming frowned and his face was not very good-looking.

Pei Ye frowned, put on the "mask", and the jade-like smile at the corner of his mouth became even more gentle, like the gentle wind.

"Is Sect Master Yanhan asking this to help? If that's the case, then please trouble Sect Master Yanhan to take a look at my little junior sister's spiritual pet.

In the past few days, this spiritual pet has not known what happened, it is always vomiting and diarrhea, the taste is really indescribable from what my third senior brother said, but I just hope that the good man, Suzerain Yanhan, will not be disgusted. "

The three words "a good man" are very subtle, and it is so ironic that it cannot be more ironic.

If Yan Han suzerain is a good person, then there will be no bad people in this world.

Yan Han's complexion was pitch black to be so squeezed by a junior in public.

But as an elder, it's not easy for her to argue with a junior.

He could only look at Yueshan with angry eyes.

"Yueshan, you Yijianmen have taught many good disciples, all of them are courageous, rebellious, disobedient to their elders, and they are all run-on words in a few words.

I don't know if these juniors will turn against you elders one day and trample all your old bones under their feet. "

Yan Han paused for a moment, then continued, "So, don't rely on them being juniors and just think about pampering them. Something will happen sooner or later."

These words were made with a smile, which seemed to be ridicule, but there was a hint of malice in them, sowing discord.