Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 291 It's Her Thing

After a few breaths, the Liaoyuan wolves ran away without a trace.

Wang Mu's figures of more than a dozen people appeared in front of everyone again, safe and sound.

A dozen or so people stood there quietly, Wang Mu's true dragon form had disappeared, and he was smiling faintly as before, and the laughing people wanted to slap him.

Yan Kuan, Duan Yirui, and Wang Junhui even folded their arms and shook one leg, posing in the usual ruffian style, which seemed even more unbearable.

Everyone was stunned, unable to react from this unexpected scene for a long time.

"Why are they still alive for Mao?" Someone asked in awe.

"Why were there so many Liaoyuan wolves surrounding them just now? Was it just chatting? Tear them up for the sake of hair?"

"I'm messed up, what the hell is going on here?"

Everyone was full of doubts, it was too weird, the character of the Liaoyuan wolf could be seen with the buttocks, it was a kind of arrogance, ferocity and rage, except for the dragon clan and some more noble prehistoric beasts, they should not be given to anyone It's a shame, but these few people survived unscathed.

Outstanding people like Long Xian and Ling Lan also frowned, their eyes full of consternation, they also couldn't figure out how these people made the Liaoyuan wolf give up eating them.

Wang Mu didn't think too much, Liaoyuan wolves are scary, but Wang Mu is still very sure, not only because of his identity as a colorful auspicious dragon, but also because of other reasons, he has already prepared just now, once the group of Liaoyuan wolves To save face, Wang Mu will fight the wolf one-on-one. Liaoyuan wolves are confident and proud creatures. If they can defeat the wolf, they will also respect them.

Looking at those trainees who were stunned in place, Yan Kuan and the others were also proud.

"Duan Yirui, Wang Junhui, give them some!" Yan Kuan turned his head and winked at Duan Yirui and Wang Junhui with a wry smile on his long face.

"No problem! What style?" Wang Junhui shook his long hair 360 degrees and smiled presumptuously.

"Of course it's rock and roll, haha!" Duan Yirui echoed and laughed.

So, the three of them walked to the front at the same time, raised their fingers and pointed at the trainees on the opposite side, and started singing.

"My smug smile, that smug smile, ready to sing!" Yan Kuan beat the beat professionally, and then the three of them sang simultaneously and performed synchronized dance moves.

"I smiled smugly, that smug smile, laughing to see that people in the world of mortals are not old!"

"My smug smile, that smug smile, you are all old-fashioned!"

The three of them put their hands on their hips, swayed their fingers in the sky with one hand, and simultaneously swayed their hips. The three voices were in unison, and the cheerful rhythm was full of pride and ridicule towards each other.

After singing two lines, the three of them raised their heads and laughed at the same time, their ridicule and complacency were unscrupulous, and the voice of haha ​​continued for a long time under the clear night sky.

People's faces are all black, what kind of people are this group of people?
Especially the leaders Long Xian and Ling Lan were so angry that their aura became disordered, and there were constantly whistling winds around them.

That's the Liaoyuan wolf, the endless Liaoyuan wolf, even dozens of dragons are almost unstoppable, how did Wang Mu manage with just a dozen people?And most people's cultivation is at the rookie stage.

Incredible.

"This kid, there must be some ulterior secret." The flesh under Long Xian's nose trembled, and he said every word.

"Brother Ling Lan, it seems that we have to deal with these people ourselves." The people from Wan Yao Palace whispered.

However, there are also some people who admire Wang Muyi and others. Although they don't know what happened, they are comforted to see that Wang Mu is still alive, especially the Buddhist monks and a few human monks. After all, Wang Mu was very important in dealing with the Hob Beast before, so Mu Qing was also confused, with slightly frowned eyebrows, looking up and down at Wang Mu and the others.

"Hello? What Wang Mu, tell me, how did you do it?" Finally, Long Xian couldn't bear it, and took the lead to drink, but the tone didn't mean to ask for advice humbly, but more like an order.

"This..." Wang Mu blinked, and was about to make up a seamless reason, when Yan Kuan came out and interrupted him.

"Haha, you really want to know, don't you? Can't figure it out?" He squinted and shouted as he swept across the crowd.

The crowd immediately nodded again and again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Kuan's face, expressing their eagerness to know the answer.

Yan Kuan suddenly smiled cunningly, rolled his eyes lazily, and shouted in a high voice: "I won't tell you! Haha..." He leaned back and laughed again, and shouted while laughing: "I want to see Are we going to die? Let me tell you, we will never even think about it in this life, haha..."

People once again felt insulted, and the excitement on their faces froze instantly, petrified in place.

"Boom." Wang Mu kicked Yan Kuan's ass, rolled his eyes in displeasure and said, "Can you have some quality? Low-key, low-key, understand?"

"Oh." Yan Kuan looked back at Wang Mu and blinked, as if he had realized something, and then obediently walked to the back.

People didn't have the face to ask anymore, they gave Wang Mu a blank look, and went their separate ways.

Wang Mu shook his head and smiled, and didn't care. He walked to the front and raised his hand to sweep, and looked at the remnant of the hob beast buried in the fire sand.

"Brother, what a foresight!" Several people's eyes lit up again, and they looked at each other with admiration.

Wang Mu smiled helplessly, "Is this also called foresight? Anyone who doesn't want to starve to death will do it, except you guys who don't care about anything when they're full."

During the day, after Wang Mu declared that there might be new dangers at night, someone had already taken action to bury the Hob Beast's body. Wang Mu was not the only one who did this.

"Ha, why don't you get drunk today when you have wine, let's not care about tomorrow...21 [-]." Yan Kuan replied sheepishly.

The scene became quiet again, and after the two shocks of day and night, people became more honest, and finally realized that Shentu was not just playing around, and it was better to be honest and maintain physical strength and vigilance.

So, everyone sat down on the spot and continued to practice.

However, after this incident, Wang Mu and the others were completely isolated and offended Hulong Villa, even if other forces wanted to show some kindness, they would not have the guts.

But the people on Wang Mu's side obviously didn't care. Under Ye Feng's urging, Yan Kuan, Duan Yirui, etc. all started to practice, Duan Yixue and Xing Xiaoxiao also entered the state of cultivation, and Bing Ling'er and Xiaoyu, After everyone entered the cultivation state, they quietly left again.

Wang Mu is also practicing, but in order to prevent accidents, his mental power has been in a state of radiating. Although the second daughter walked very lightly, he still felt it.

With a sudden shock in my heart, I couldn't help but think of the conversation between the two girls before.

Bing Ling'er has an older sister who looks very similar to her and hasn't been back for a long time.

That holy white shadow floated in the air again, holding a long sword that kept emitting snowflakes, looking at Wang Mu with ice blue eyes, always so serious and dull, and always so pure Pretty.

Opening his eyes, Wang Mu got up and followed, his usually calm and ethereal eyes showed an unseen determination.

In my memory, the girl did not catch up with me and was besieged by the experts from the Nine Realms, so she should be alive, but if the sister that Bing Ling'er was talking about was that girl, then why didn't she go home?

Looking at Bing Ling'er's dejection when talking about her sister, it seems that she really hasn't seen her for a long, long time.

Wang Mu wanted to make sure if Bing Ling'er's sister was the person in his memory, if so, then this girl might...

"Ling'er, do you miss your sister again? I don't see you being happy." Xiaoyu asked, blinking her big eyes, and her expression was a little sad.

"En." Bing Ling'er nodded and murmured.

The second daughter sat on the sand dune again, the red mist fluttered, making their white clothes extremely conspicuous, the moon was very low, looking right in front of them, as bright as a mirror, reflecting the figure of the second daughter in.

"Is this your sister's? So beautiful?" Xiaoyu lowered her head again, looking at Bingling's jade hands.

That pair of ice-white jade hands was holding a piece of emerald green jade pendant, the faint green brilliance flickered, matching the girl's snow-white jade hands, it was even more beautiful.

Wang Mu was already standing behind the second daughter, and seeing the jade pendant, he couldn't help being shocked, it really belonged to her.

In the center of the emerald jade pendant, there is a circle of totems of colorful peach blossom prints, which are slightly shining with colorful colors, lifelike.

"This is what my sister left for me when she left. She said that only the blood of our ice demon can break the seal on it. She said that it contains her favorite martial arts, but I dare not open it. I'm afraid... I I don't know what I'm afraid of." Looking at the jade pendant in her hand, Bing Ling'er muttered to herself, with a hint of sadness in her ethereal eyes.

"That day, she told me a lot. At that time, before I took human form, she was sitting in the ice cave, talking and laughing quietly. She said that she liked someone, and they were trying She said that he was very special, always gentle and kind, but also possessed unparalleled talent and fearless courage. She said that she wanted to follow him all the time, so that her empty heart would not Will be panicking, she said he is what she was born for."

Bing Ling'er muttered, she didn't understand the meaning of her sister's heart, but she could feel the faint desolation and firmness of her sister when she said this, so a mist appeared in her shining ice blue eyes, mist It condensed into ice particles and fell, melting in the fiery sand under your feet.

"Ling'er..." Xiaoyu took Ling'er's hand, and wiped tears with the other hand.

(End of this chapter)