Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

The agreed time was almost here, and after packing up, the three of them walked to the top of the mountain.Ruyi wanted to improve with lightness kung fu, but was held back by Bai Qinghan: "Qing kung fu also wears out, so don't use it. Let's go up the mountain."

The three walked side by side, all silent.

It was a cloudy day, and it began to rain again.

Ruyi looked up at Qingyun Mountain under the misty spring rain, trying to keep this scenery in her heart, this might be her last spring.

And Bai Qinghan squinted all the way, and every time he saw Ruyi's slightly sad expression, he couldn't help but frown into a pimple.

Although there are no words, their respective actions and demeanors are full of words.

Tietou Zhao watched the two, but he couldn't bear to look at the two. He felt sore, and recalled the romantic affairs of his youth for no reason, which only added a bit of sadness.He yelled strangely: "I'm in a hurry, let's take a step first!" After saying that, he flicked his lightness steps and disappeared.

When the two of them reached the mountain gate of Qingyun sect, the iron head Zhao Zheng was holding his iron head, leaning on the stone tablet and weeping loudly.Even he himself didn't know why he was sad, whether he felt sorry for the little girl or was moved by the friendship between the two of them, or whether he was sad that there would be no successors, and the sect was broken...

Anyway, it was the first time he cried like this at his age.

Seeing the two people coming up, he quickly wiped the snot and tears on his sleeves, pretended that no one was there, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The two of them had seen his crying and crying for a long time, so they didn't ask him because they were afraid that he would be embarrassed.

Ruyi couldn't help thinking, it is said that the blacksmith is a man of iron, with a hard heart, but he doesn't know that there is still a soft heart under that tough appearance.

After passing the stele and climbing up the stairs, one can see an extremely huge square. The ground is made of blue-gray glazed bricks. When it rains, everything around it will be reflected with the rain.Walking on it is like stepping on the lake.

All the disciples of the Qingyun Sect lined up on the square and waited. At a glance, there was a huge crowd, which showed the prosperity of the Qingyun Sect.The disciples of Qingyun are all dressed in blue clothes and green robes, which match the mountain scenery very well,

Ruyi shook his head with a wry smile when he thought that there were only two hundred or so people in Xiaoyaomen, including small disciples like Tuantuan, the number might not be one-tenth of Qingyun's disciples.

Everyone was standing, but there was a red sandalwood Eight Immortals chair in the middle, and Song Zhuoqun, head of Qingyun, was sitting on it.Next to him was a disciple who held a paper umbrella for him.

Tietou Zhao didn't fight when he saw his full-fledged arrogance as the head of the sect, Suantou spit out a burst of anger from his nose, and snorted.

Originally, there were whispers among the crowd, but when they saw the three people coming, they all fell silent.

Song Zhuoqun flicked up his sleeves and got up, first bowed to Iron Head Zhao, called Master respectfully, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the two empty chairs beside him.This is the seat set up for Tietou Zhao and Bai Qinghan.After the two sat down, he sat back again.

As for Ruyi, Song Zhuoqun didn't even give her a place to sit.

"Master Song, I have already attended the appointment on time, when will the competition start?" Ruyi asked lightly.

Song Zhuoqun smiled and said, "You don't have to worry." He didn't pay attention to the little girl at all, and didn't even call her the head, only "you".

He said a few words to the disciple holding the umbrella next to him. The disciple holding the umbrella handed over the umbrella to someone else, and he held another umbrella with another disciple. He came to Ruyi and handed over a certificate.The agreed time was almost here, and after packing up, the three of them walked to the top of the mountain.Ruyi wanted to improve with lightness kung fu, but was held back by Bai Qinghan: "Qing kung fu also wears out, so don't use it. Let's go up the mountain."

The three walked side by side, all silent.

It was a cloudy day, and it began to rain again.

Ruyi looked up at Qingyun Mountain under the misty spring rain, trying to keep this scenery in her heart, this might be her last spring.

And Bai Qinghan squinted all the way, and every time he saw Ruyi's slightly sad expression, he couldn't help but frown into a pimple.

Although there are no words, their respective actions and demeanors are full of words.

Tietou Zhao watched the two, but he couldn't bear to look at the two. He felt sore, and recalled the romantic affairs of his youth for no reason, which only added a bit of sadness.He yelled strangely: "I'm in a hurry, let's take a step first!" After saying that, he flicked his lightness steps and disappeared.

When the two of them reached the mountain gate of Qingyun sect, the iron head Zhao Zheng was holding his iron head, leaning on the stone tablet and weeping loudly.Even he himself didn't know why he was sad, whether he felt sorry for the little girl or was moved by the friendship between the two of them, or whether he was sad that there would be no successors, and the sect was broken...

Anyway, it was the first time he cried like this at his age.

Seeing the two people coming up, he quickly wiped the snot and tears on his sleeves, pretended that no one was there, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The two of them had seen his crying and crying for a long time, so they didn't ask him because they were afraid that he would be embarrassed.

Ruyi couldn't help thinking, it is said that the blacksmith is a man of iron, with a hard heart, but he doesn't know that there is still a soft heart under that tough appearance.

After passing the stele and climbing up the stairs, one can see an extremely huge square. The ground is made of blue-gray glazed bricks. When it rains, everything around it will be reflected with the rain.Walking on it is like stepping on the lake.

All the disciples of the Qingyun Sect lined up on the square and waited. At a glance, there was a huge crowd, which showed the prosperity of the Qingyun Sect.The disciples of Qingyun are all dressed in blue clothes and green robes, which match the mountain scenery very well,

Ruyi shook his head with a wry smile when he thought that there were only two hundred or so people in Xiaoyaomen, including small disciples like Tuantuan, the number might not be one-tenth of Qingyun's disciples.

Everyone was standing, but there was a red sandalwood Eight Immortals chair in the middle, and Song Zhuoqun, head of Qingyun, was sitting on it.Next to him was a disciple who held a paper umbrella for him.

Tietou Zhao didn't fight when he saw his full-fledged arrogance as the head of the sect, Suantou spit out a burst of anger from his nose, and snorted.

Originally, there were whispers among the crowd, but when they saw the three people coming, they all fell silent.

Song Zhuoqun flicked up his sleeves and got up, first bowed to Iron Head Zhao, called Master respectfully, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the two empty chairs beside him.This is the seat set up for Tietou Zhao and Bai Qinghan.After the two sat down, he sat back again.

As for Ruyi, Song Zhuoqun didn't even give her a place to sit.

"Master Song, I have already attended the appointment on time, when will the competition start?" Ruyi asked lightly.

Song Zhuoqun smiled and said, "You don't have to worry." He didn't pay attention to the little girl at all, and didn't even call her the head, only "you".

He said a few words to the disciple holding the umbrella next to him. The disciple holding the umbrella handed over the umbrella to someone else, and he held another umbrella with another disciple. He came to Ruyi and handed over a certificate.