Cultivating Master In City

In the Ye family's back house, the ghost howling hermit who was controlling the deadly soul chasing shuttle with his eyes closed suddenly jumped up with a wail and fell to the ground. After a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, he didn't know anything. Ye Shutian, who was nearby, was surprised. He knew that this was a ghost howling hermit. It seemed that even magic tools had been taken away.

"Is it that young man? Impossible?! how could it be him? No matter how high his ability is, he can't be the opponent of the foundation period friars? Besides, the deadly soul chasing shuttle is still a top-notch magic weapon. It's too late for ordinary foundation period friars to escape. How can he be able to accept it?" ye Shutian forced himself to deny his first judgment, but, Ghost howling hermit spell failure is a certainty.

"Somebody, carry the hermit down to take care of him."

In fact, without ye Shutian's command, the disciples of the ghost howling hermit also found that things were bad. They rushed over one after another and picked up the ghost howling hermit. The ghost howling hermit even fainted with his eyes closed. It can be seen how much damage is caused by being taken away by magic tools.

Ye Shutian waved to Ma Yingming, a horse faced young man, and asked, "can you draw a portrait? Can you draw the portrait of the young man?"

"Master ye, I can. Wait a moment for me." Ma Yingming is also a proud disciple of ghost howling hermit. The cultivation of the eighth level of Qi refining can also be regarded as an expert at the peak of energy transformation in the layman's cultivation world. In particular, the magic of their baigui Shenzong is very wonderful. It didn't take long, Ma Yingming Leng used his memory to cooperate with the art of ghost painting to depict the portrait of Zhou Yi.

After getting Zhou Yi's portrait, ye Shutian waved to master Wu to distribute the portrait and asked his forces to find Zhou Yi. Since there is no way to kill the boy, send someone to kill him.

But ye Shutian didn't expect that Zhou Yi had killed him at almost the same time. Ye Shutian was very uncomfortable because Zhou Yi's killing machine was targeted in the dark. He took a long breath and walked all day. He didn't find anything wrong. He just thought it was because the soul summoning tonight was also caused by the bad assassination of the soul chasing shuttle, so he didn't think much.

After Zhou Yi got the deadly soul chasing shuttle, he was immersed in the deadly soul chasing shuttle. A moment later, he understood all the usage and was even more happy. This deadly soul chasing shuttle has only one use. Then chase and kill. It will arrive in the blink of an eye. It can be said to be a sharp weapon for killing. As long as you don't encounter a abnormal body like yourself, you will die if you encounter this deadly soul chasing shuttle under the golden elixir period. If Zhou Yi combines the three strongest sword moves of Zhai sword formula and uses this deadly soul chasing shuttle to send out the last move to travel for nine days, on the basis of the existing cultivation, the monks under Yuanying will die.

Zhou Yi happily put the deadly soul chasing shuttle into his heart. He waved away the zombies around him and returned to the house to continue his cultivation.

It is the common motto of almost all monks who can forge ahead. Zhou Yi is no exception. After 6 o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes and felt that his accomplishments had been slightly saved, and his double cultivation of body and method was more mellow and skilled, which was enough.

When Zhou Yi wakes up and walks to the kitchen, he unexpectedly finds that Shen Minghui faints next to the kitchen console. Next to her, a black iron zombie is curiously teasing Shen Minghui. It seems that this goods scared Shen Minghui to death.

Zhou Yi gave a cold hum. The black iron zombie was as tired as being struck by lightning. He couldn't get up for a long time, but he climbed out in confusion under the command of Zhou Yi's spirit.

Zhou Yi went up and gently pressed Shen Minghui's pulse. He found that his pulse was stable, his breathing was a little short, and he just fainted. He gently patted Shen Minghui on the back and woke Shen Minghui up.

As soon as Shen Minghui woke up and saw Zhou Yi, she immediately got into Zhou Yi's arms and said, "there's a ghost, there's a ghost!"

"Aunt Shen, where did the ghost come from? You must be dazzled." Zhou Yi naturally can't tell Shen Minghui that there are skeletons and Zombies around her house.

"No ghosts? Really not?" Shen Minghui suddenly thought that she was holding Zhou Yi at this time. A man of her age was holding Mu Qingya's boyfriend. It was obvious that she was eating tofu with fresh meat. Her face was red and she loosened her hands holding Zhou Yi like an electric shock.

"Aunt Shen, are you cooking?"

"Well, I get up early every day and am used to making breakfast, so I come out in the morning to see if there is any bread and milk in your kitchen and make you a rich breakfast."

"Thank you, aunt Shen. I think you're scared too. You must have been scared by that guy who didn't sleep well yesterday. You'd better have a rest and I'll cook."

"Can you cook?"

"A little. It can be cooked."

Soon Shen Minghui understood what it meant to know a little. Knowing a little means knowing a little about the craftsmanship of a cook, and it is the craftsmanship of a super chef. After Zhou Yi's cooking, breakfast is not only full of color, smell and taste, but also very ornamental.

"Zhou Yi, I want to be 20 years younger. If you are 20 years younger, I will catch up with you."

"Aunt can really joke. Don't let Xiaoya hear that." Zhou Yi smiled and saw Shen Minghui become calm again. He knew that he was too frightened by ghosts, so he was relieved.

"Wait a minute. Take me to the station. I'm going back."

"OK, I'll take you."

After a big breakfast, Zhou Yi drove Shen Minghui to the station. When he got on the bus, he clearly saw that the four experts who had protected Shen Minghui appeared in the car again, which is a little intriguing. Can it be said that Shen Minghui is not just Mu Qingya's father's confidential secretary?

Zhou Yi thought for a while. He didn't have many ideas. He has to go to class now. It has been delayed for several days. I know Kong Fanxing won't return to school, but professors stark and Xie Haiyan will teach them a lot of archaeological knowledge. Of course, these two professors are also his second senior brother and fifth senior sister of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi just drove to the parking lot outside the school of history of Longcheng University. He saw Murong Yinan Yushu Linfeng standing at the gate of the school. His bearing and style really became a scene of the school of history like a classical statue. Many girls from other colleges flocked to visit.

"Give way, don't get in the way." Zhou Yi pushed past behind the crowd. The surrounding fan girls saw that none of Zhou Yi gave way, and some even blocked Zhou Yi with their own bodies.

Zhou Yi frowned and said, "excuse me, I'm going to class."

"Hello, are you Zhou Yi? It's rude to be so rude."

"Yes, can't you beat our little man? It looks like a barbarian, gangster!"

"He should apologize to the man. He can't really forget about hurting the man last time."

"Yes, this time men come here to revenge. They will beat the shit out of Zhou later."

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The messy voices of the girls around him came into Zhou Yi's ears. They were noisy. However, it is obviously impossible to be reasonable. If you squeeze in, you will inevitably have physical contact. At that time, Zhou Yi may be arranged into the image of a super abnormal salty pig hand.

Zhou Yi looked up at Murong Yinan, who was still putting a pose at the gate of the history school. The smile on his face turned out to be a funny smile.

"I didn't expect that Zhou Yi, who is indomitable, would be so embarrassed. It's really funny."

Hearing Murong Yinan's voice, Zhou Yi was speechless. Just when Zhou Yi felt a little embarrassed, a scenic line came from a distance, because it was Mu Qingya with white clothes, white skirts and black hair.

Mu Qingya quickly ran to Zhou Yi's side, wrapped his hand around Zhou Yi's arm and stared at the woman wall in front of him.

"Yi, don't worry, I'll open the way for you!!" said Mu Qingya, reaching out and pushing away the nearest female fan in front of her, "don't you know if a good dog doesn't stand in the way?"

"You curse... Ouch... It hurts..." the pushed female classmate was just pushed on her shoulder, but she felt a sense of acupuncture into her body and pushed her away.

Not only is it pushed away, but even the body tends to freeze. How can it be cold in the summer season? But after Mu Qingya appeared, the whole scene immediately decreased by about 2 degrees.

"Interesting, this is Zhou Yi's girlfriend? What a pure ice aura." Murong Yinan looked at Mu Qingya in surprise and muttered to himself. At this time, he only had more admiration for Zhou Yi. It was even more rare that his girlfriend could teach him so well.

Zhou Yi can't hurt the female fans in front of her, and can't use force to push them away, but mu Qingya doesn't have this scruples. She is the same sex. She has an instinctive aversion to these almost rogue female students in front of her.

These women dare to flirt with their pure and lovely Yi. Of course, Mu Qingya won't be polite to them. Her palm pushed forward, and there was a faint blue and white light on the edge of her palm. As long as her palm touched those women, those women would feel a cold, bone piercing pain drilling into their bodies.

Women are born with a relatively negative body, which is not cold resistant compared with men. At this time, after Mu Qingya launched the nine day Xuannv decision, the whole person became a big ice block. All the girls close to her were forced back by the cold.

Soon, in front of Zhou Yi and Mu Qingya, a lane composed of women appeared, which led to the entrance of the college and the school building.