My cute little junior sister is too curly

Chapter 68 Master is Drunk

Rumble! ——

Above the sky, black clouds pressed down, approaching Feng Qingran.

No.17 asked the heart and struck it with lightning.

Feng Qingran's complexion changed suddenly, and a cold aura exuded from his whole body.

Feng Qingran saw again, the picture she saw when she was at the Golden Core.

And there's more, more stuff...

This time the picture is not covered with blood, but gray and white.

In the picture, she was criticized by thousands of people, and everyone looked at her with disgust.

Wherever she went, everyone shouted and beat her, and she desperately explained something...

But no one believed her words!

Distraught, she chose to stay away from everyone, and at this point, they wouldn't let her go.

They captured her and tortured her...

Finally, the picture changed rapidly, she was thrown on the snow, her limbs were severed...

On the snowy ground, there was a tall and straight figure with his back to her, exuding a cold and aloof aura all over him.

She struggled desperately, trying to explain something to that person...

Feng Qingran clenched her fists involuntarily, why should she be so humble?

wrong!

She can't be like this!

That was what happened to Feng Qingran in the original book...

But Feng Qingran felt something was wrong, those experiences were as if she had experienced them herself.

These pictures are definitely not the pictures she imagined.

It should be deeply embedded in her mind...

Feng Qingran made a bold guess, maybe she is the person in this book!
It's just that for some unknown reason, she awakened her consciousness and was no longer controlled by the plot in the book.

She is reborn?

Click! ——

Feng Qingran suddenly felt the shackles in her body, as if being broken...

Some strange memories flooded into her sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

A gentle and demure mother, a woman with a hideous face, and brother Xiao Niu, who escaped from the village on his 11th birthday...

Then I met Su Yanran at the Zongmen Conference and entered the Heavenly Sword Sect...

Later, it lost its use value and died in the back mountain of Tianjianzong...

After she died, she felt unwilling, and her ghost wandered around, and after that, there was a white world.

But still not right!
If she is reborn, why does she know that she is living in a book?
So she is not only reborn, but also the person who wears the book?

All of a sudden, Feng Qingran's thoughts were messed up, her breath was vain, and the inner demons started to make trouble again...

Feng Qingran suddenly woke up.

Whether she is transmigrated or reborn, her first task is to become stronger.

So strong that no one can match it!
Strong enough to cover the sky with one hand!

At that time, the truth will definitely come to light!

Feng Qingran stabilized her mind and resisted the eighteen thunder calamities.

She didn't move, and entered the cultivation state again. The power of the Eighteen Thunder Tribulations cannot be wasted.

When Feng Qingran was refining the power of thunder and lightning, the Nascent Soul in the dantian had a hint of purple indistinctly.

When Feng Qingran finished stabilizing his realm, it was three months after he opened his eyes again.

She looked down the mountain, and there stood a young man in black clothes.

Feng Qingran stood up, performed a cleansing technique, and her whole body looked brand new.

She came down with the sword and came to Mo Jinghong.

"Senior Brother Seven, I've been waiting for a long time." Feng Qingran's eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyes were like crescent moons. The aura in them seemed to overflow, and his appearance was even more beautiful and exquisite.

"Not long." Mo Jinghong's jet-black star eyes flashed with warmth, and his crimson lips curled slightly.

"Senior Brother Seven, what realm are you in?" Feng Qingran's apricot eyes sparkled, and he always felt that Senior Brother Seven's aura was a little more calm.

"Late Transformation Stage." Mo Jinghong said casually.

"Fuck! Seventh senior brother, you are simply... ah... why are you beating people!" Feng Qingran pouted and covered her forehead, her almond eyes were watery, clear and bright.

Mo Jinghong laughed softly, "Don't swear, you are even more inhuman, and you will be promoted to Nascent Soul in three years."

Feng Qingran: ...

What about saying no to scolding people?

"Senior Brother Seven, how long is it until the selection contest?"

"There are still eight months." Mo Jinghong said softly.

"Has Master gone to sign up for us?" Feng Qingran's eyes widened, and there were only eight months left.

She still has a lot of things to do!

"I don't think so." Mo Jinghong's dark eyes flashed a faint light.

"Then hurry up and find Master."

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The two of them guarded the sword and came to Wentian Peak.

Once entering the mountain peak, bursts of wine fragrance came.

The corner of Feng Qingran's mouth twitched, how much wine did Master drink?

Boom! ——

There was a sound in the distance.

Feng Qingran followed the sound and saw Ye Wentian fell from the tree.

Then Ye Wentian turned over and continued to sleep.

Feng Qingran: ...

She remembered that when she first met Ye Wentian, he also smelled of alcohol and looked like he was still awake.

"Master, master... hurry up and wake up!" Feng Qingran walked to Ye Wentian's side and yelled several times, but no one paid any attention.

Ye Wentian hugged the wine gourd, turned over, turned his back to Feng Qingran, and snored.

"A jar of Taibai Immortal Wine..." Mo Jinghong didn't finish his sentence.

Ye Wen rubbed against the ground, stood up, and said drunkenly: "Where! Where? Where is Taibai Xianjiu?"

Feng Qingran rolled her eyes, they were so big, the master just turned a blind eye, closed his eyes, looking for wine there.

"Master, the wine is with me, and I need you to exchange it with the Sovereign Order..."

As soon as Feng Qingran finished speaking, a token flew into her hand.

Then a big hand stretched out in front of her, and whispered: "Wine...bring..."

Mo Jinghong flicked his sleeves, and a jar of wine fell into Ye Wentian's hands. After Ye Wentian got the wine, he turned around and left with the jar in his arms.

Ye Wentian interpreted it perfectly.

apprentice?

What apprentice?
He can't see it!

Feng Qingran stared at almond eyes, "Seventh senior brother, why is master so addicted to alcohol?"

A complex light flashed in Mo Jinghong's eyes, "He has his own reasons, and you will know later."

"It's that sentence again! Can't I know it now?" Feng Qingran puffed her cheeks, she was really cute.

"Yes, he needs wine to ease the pain. His strength has long been able to advance to the fusion stage, but due to a century-old agreement, he cannot advance. He has been suppressing the realm, and the dantian will be very painful..."

A flash of clarity flashed in Feng Qingran's eyes, she said why, and asked alone in Tianfeng, is there no trace of aura?
It turned out that there was an excess of spiritual energy in the master's body.

Generally, as long as there is a trace of spiritual energy in the place where there is excess spiritual power, the pain will be overwhelmed...

"Then why does master keep running away? And who is it that insists on making a century-old agreement with master?" Feng Qingran was very puzzled, the agreement of not being promoted for a hundred years...

Mo Jinghong's eyes were complicated, "Master is looking for a secret place."

"The person who made the hundred-year contract with him was Daoist Wuji, who used a secret trick to win over Master and forced Master to sign the hundred-year contract."

When mentioning Priest Wuji, Mo Jinghong's tone was slightly cold.

Feng Qingran narrowed her eyes slightly, Priest Wuji?
Su Yanran's master, but she remembers Taoist Wuji, who has always been open and aboveboard, treated others with humility and courtesy...

Taoist Wuji made a hundred-year agreement with his master, must he have bad intentions?
"Senior Brother Seven, what secret realm is Master looking for?" Doubts flashed across Feng Qingran's eyes, what secret realm could make a False God never forget?

"The winner of the Spirit Fighting Competition wants to enter the secret realm. Master suspects that there is something wrong with that secret realm." There was a trace of coldness between Mo Jinghong's brows, and his clothes moved automatically without wind, like an exile.

"Isn't that secret realm specially trained to transform gods? What's the problem?" Feng Qingran's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't think of anything.

In her memory, Su Yanran also entered that secret realm...

"This requires us, and we can only find out after we go in." Mo Jinghong said in a deep voice.

Ye Wentian didn't mention the Spirit Fighting Competition before.

I was just worried that they would encounter an accident when they entered the secret realm.

Ye Wentian has been looking for that secret realm all these years, but he didn't find any clues.

Feng Qingran didn't ask any more questions.

She picked up the Sovereign Order and was about to put it away, when Mo Jinghong suddenly said, "Wait."

Mo Jinghong's slender hand reached out to Feng Qingran, and took the Sovereign Order from her hand.

"Senior Brother Seven, is there a problem?" Feng Qingran asked curiously, could it be that Ye Wentian took it wrong?
"No." Mo Jinghong's phoenix eyes were like stars, extremely deep.

Mo Jinghong looked at the tarnished Bian Hua on the boundary order, his eyes sparkled, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and then he returned the boundary order to Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran held the boundary order in a foggy manner and put it into the space.

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Qingyun Prefecture, the state city.

Feng Qingran and Ning Shiyue are in charge of shopping in front...

Mo Jinghong and Baili Wenyue were responsible for paying the Lingshi behind.

"Qinghe Tower! Junior Sister, I heard that the items in Qinghe Tower are genuine treasures, there will be no fake ones, let's go shopping here!" Ning Shiyue happily pulled
Feng Qingran let Qinghe Tower go.

Feng Qingran didn't say the words of refusal.

If possible, Feng Qingran would not want to enter Qinghe Tower.

She was afraid of what Ning Shiyue would think after entering...

After all, the things in Qinghe Tower are all left over from what she picked out for the senior brothers and sisters!
Mo Jinghong's crimson lips curled slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Baili Wenyue was very happy. These two ancestors finally found a place to rest!

It was agreed to come out to practice, but they spent four or five days shopping. It wasn't that he felt sorry for Lingshi, but that shopping was a kind of torture.

The first floor of Qinghe Building is extremely spacious, with a wide variety of goods, everything that one expects to find.

When Mo Jinghong and Baili Wenyue followed, they found Feng Qingran and Ning Shiyue, as if they had forgotten about them.

Standing beside them was a handsome young man who was introducing things to them intimately.

At this time-

A slender girl walked towards the two of them.

The girl looked good, and said in a soft voice: "Hello, two guests, welcome to Qinghe Tower. I wonder if there is anything you want to buy in particular?"

"No, no need, get out of the way." Baili Wenyue's fox eyes became dangerous.

This Qinghe tower is not serious at first sight, when you meet male monks, you will greet guests with good-looking maids.

When you meet a female monk, you greet them with a handsome man...

Qinghe Tower has ulterior motives!
The maid left and bowed, with a humble attitude, "Sorry for disturbing the guest's elegant mood, I will retreat right away, but if the guest encounters any problems in Qinghe Tower, they can call someone."

After finishing speaking, the maid stepped back without even looking at Baili Wenyue.

Baili Wenyue: Could it be that he is overthinking?

He looked again and found that Mo Jinghong had already gone to Feng Qingran's place.

Baili Wenyue: ...

Seventh Junior Brother, you sixth child!

"Wow! Junior Sister, this Bu Yao is so beautiful, I like it very much." Ning Shiyue held the beautiful Bu Yao in her hand, overjoyed.

The attendant at the side introduced: "Guest, this is a sixth-grade defensive magic weapon, which can ensure that your hairstyle will not be messed up when you are fighting."

(End of this chapter)