Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 67
"Hey, there is a little girl here, Jiang Chengfeng, you dare not speak yourself, let a little girl talk?"

Qiu Yuanli walked up to Wonton and said in a strange voice.

Wonton was angry, ignored Jiang Chengfeng's obstruction, and said to Qiu Yuanli with a red neck, "What's wrong with the little girl? Who stipulated that the little girl can't speak? Could it be that what I just said is not the truth?"

Qiu Yuanli was originally in a good mood, but now he was in a bad mood because of the sudden interruption of the wonton.

"Fact? What do you, a little girl, know? The people Jiang Chengfeng brought here are just some of them. So what if the child's characteristics are registered, who knows if they came here pretending to be the child's parents?"

Qiu Yuanli looked at the group of children, and said in a cold voice, "These children are excellent three-spiritual roots. I want to take them back to Qiu's house, and have them check first to see if they are injured."

"No! These children must be taken care of by the two families at the same time." Standing in front of Wonton, Jiang Chengfeng denied Qiu Yuanli's words.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yuanli took advantage of his unpreparedness and hit Jiang Chengfeng's leg with a spell.

Jiang Chengfeng suddenly suffered from pain in his left leg, and he knelt down unsteadily. When Wonton saw it, he supported Jiang Chengfeng.

"Despicable and shameless!" Wonton scolded, and Qiu Yuanli snorted when he heard it.

At this time, the junior brother beside him went and looked at his sword and asked, "Senior brother, why is there blood on your sword?"

Everyone looked at Qiu Yuanli's sword. There were indeed some bright red bloodstains on the end of the sword. It was always because of the cold weather that the bloodstains had not been rubbed off.

Qiu Yuanli glanced at his sword, guessing it was left when he tortured the weasel spirit just now, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he sneered twice.

"I saw a yellow-haired beast just now, so I cleaned it up. The blood on this sword is naturally the blood of that beast."

"Animal?" Jiang Chengfeng reluctantly stood up, and his face was a little dignified when he heard Qiu Yuanli's words.

"Could it be that the monsters from Nanshan ran down?" This time they came to Zhiya Village, firstly to bring back the children, and secondly to go to Nanshan to check if there are any monsters.

Qiu Yuanli's words inevitably made Jiang Chengfeng feel that there were monsters coming down from Nanshan Mountain.

"A monster from Nanshan? Maybe, a weasel spirit died after howling twice under my sword. It's very boring."

When Qiu Yuanli said this, a trace of bloodlust flashed in his eyes.

He remembered that when he stabbed the sword into the weasel's body, the weasel had not recovered its original shape at that time, begging him for mercy with a human appearance, the feeling was really refreshing.

"What are you talking about, weasel? That's Huang Daxian, you can't hurt him!"

Wonton and Dodo both cried out. They had heard the story of Huang Daxian since they were young, and Wonton lived with one at home, so they couldn't help crying when they heard that Qiu Yuanli had killed a weasel.

"Country girl, ignorant and ignorant. That weasel spirit is a monster, so my senior brother can kill him naturally!"

The Qiu family on the side interrupted, but they were stared back by Wonton.

Wonton lowered his head and wanted to leave here, but suddenly found a piece of broken steps hanging on a jade tablet around Qiu Yuanli's waist.

The color and pattern of the broken steps look familiar...it seems to be commonly used in their family.

Wonton couldn't help but stop, she suddenly had a guess, could the weasel spirit that Qiu Yuanli was talking about be Huang Shu!
But now Huang Shu looks like a human being, most people shouldn't recognize him, right?Could it be that the tail is exposed again?
As soon as Wonton thought of this, she became anxious, and she suddenly reached out to take the broken step from Qiu Yuanli's jade tablet, and asked, "Is this cloth from the weasel spirit?"

(End of this chapter)