Jiang Quan was speechless, grabbed another handful and walked under the vine and handed it to Xiao Lai, but Xiao Lai just turned around and gave him a roll of his eyes.

Immediately, Jiang Quan understood what he meant, sighed, grabbed a handful, and prepared to hand it to a group of Kunkun in the distance.

As a result, they turned around and ran, running straight out of the hospital and disappearing.

In the end, Jiang Quan could only look at the pile of popcorn under the peach tree expectantly, hoping that the eighth child could digest it faster.

As everyone knows, at this time, the leaves of the old eight-week grass are trembling, and the root system is a little unstable, mainly because this thing is too hard and too uncomfortable to absorb.

Of course, if it was digested by the chickens and then excreted for him, he liked it very much.

"Why are you throwing popcorn on the ground? It's too wasteful!" At this time, Xu Qingqing came out and saw a pile of popcorn under the peach tree, and said dissatisfiedly.

Jiang Quan explained: "Give the eighth child food

!" Xu Qingqing was puzzled: "The eighth eighth?" "

My eighth disciple!" Jiang Quan said as a matter of course.

Xu Qingqing: "Hasn't your eighth disciple been absent all along?"

Jiang Quan touched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "Actually, he has been here."

At this time, Xu Qingqing suddenly stared at the pile of popcorn and said, "Wasn't there a pile of here all the time before?"

Jiang Quan coughed and said, "In fact, he has always been under that pile of." Xu

Qingqing?????:

"Why are you like this? How can you put your own disciple under? And when we gave the meeting gift, we didn't even give him!" Xu Qingqing was suddenly dissatisfied.

At this time, the two of them couldn't see the ground, and tears of emotion oozed from the leaves of Zhou Qing's grass under the popcorn.

Jiang Quan hurriedly took out a bucket: "Don't worry, I have already prepared it for him!" In

fact, the things that Xu Qingqing gave to the other disciples before were all refined by Jiang Quan, and he took this opportunity to give the disciples some life-saving things.

And Zhou Qing's, Jiang Quan must have been ready, but he hasn't taken it out.

Then Jiang Quan carried the bucket and filled the pile of popcorn into it, and then shoveled the rest of the into the bucket, and then carefully transplanted Zhou Qing into the bucket.

After finishing the matter, Jiang Quan clapped his hands: "Okay, this bucket comes with its own space, no matter how much Kunkun they pull in the future, they won't cover you, so that you can see the sun every day."

Xu Qingqing next to him only reacted for a long time, this grass is actually the eighth disciple of Fujun.

However, when he saw Zhou Ye who was wilting, Xu Qingqing suddenly felt distressed, and said to Jiang Quan dissatisfiedly: "You didn't take out this thing earlier, look at him, the leaves are yellow

!" Jiang Quan touched his head: "Didn't I forget!"

Zhou Ye suddenly had a feeling of tears, or the master was thinking about me! This master is so unreliable, he almost forgot me out of the clouds.

Jiang Quan was a little reluctant to go, so he had to say: "Okay, tomorrow I'll ask his seventh senior brother to take him out for a walk, it's okay

!" Xu Qingqing agreed after hearing this: "It's pretty much the same!"

In the blink of an eye, fifteen days have passed since Yi Bingduo came to Qingxian Village.

Today, Yi Bingduo went out for a stroll as usual.

It's not that he doesn't cultivate, it's that he's always thinking about taking that little girl as an apprentice, so he always wants to go out and hang out to see if there's a chance to get in touch with it.

But although there is still a long way to go, the effect is there, at least the girl doesn't hide after seeing him, and sometimes nods to him to say hello.

This is a good start, so Yi Bingduo feels that he should work harder.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a breath that made his heart palpitate appear outside the village, and it seemed to be slowly recovering.

Yi Bingduo hurriedly flew up, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the place where the breath appeared.

When he arrived at the place outside the village, Yi Bingduo was suddenly stunned, not knowing what was going on in front of him.

I saw that in the woods in front of me, a huge red vortex appeared, and the vortex was constantly rotating, and the surrounding aura was constantly absorbed, as if it was about to devour everything.

Suddenly, Yi Bingduo's face was shocked, and he actually felt that his aura was slowly being absorbed.

Yi Bingduo hurriedly flew back, and it was much better after withdrawing more than ten meters.

"What's going on?" At this time, Wen Pingsheng flew over and stopped next to Yi Bingduo and asked.

Yi Bingduo shook his head at Wen Pingsheng: "I don't know, Brother Dao, I feel that this breath is extremely terrifying, it should be very dangerous, we may not be able to deal with it, why don't we report to the honored master?"

Wen Pingsheng shook his head: "No, his old man must have known it a long time ago!"

At the same time, Wen Pingsheng secretly complained: He knows clearly how we dug his grave, how many were dug up, and how to open the coffin lid, so he wouldn't know about such a big movement here?

Since Wen Pingsheng said so, Yi Bingduo didn't say much, nodded, turned his head and continued to look at the whirlpool.

"Hahahaha! In the blink of an eye, it's almost time for the Forbidden God Array to open, it's time to come out and fight, otherwise you will be trapped in this forbidden god land forever.

At this moment, a deep voice came from the vortex.

Then Wen Pingsheng and the two saw a middle-aged man in brocade clothes slowly emerge from the whirlpool.

"Well, there are just two mortals who can allow me to recover some of my cultivation!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man in brocade clothes suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Pingsheng and Yi Bingduo.

Suddenly, the two of them suddenly had a feeling like a drunken ice cave, curious about what extremely cold thing they had bitten.

At the same time, in Qingxian Village, on a mountain, Hei Hei Hei, who was playing with ox horns, seemed to have noticed something, and immediately stood up and looked in one direction.

Then he didn't care about the little black man and Mu Chen, who were hoeing the grass behind him, and rushed directly in the direction he was looking.

By the time they found out, it had already run away.

"Heihehei, why are you going?" the little black man hurriedly called.

As a result, Hei Hei Hei didn't pay attention to him at all, and he was about to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Heizi hurriedly lifted the hoe and carried it on his shoulder, and chased after him.

Seeing this, Mu Chen also followed.

At this time, outside Qingxian Village, after the man in brocade clothes finished speaking, he rushed straight towards Wen Pingsheng and the others, and in the blink of an eye, he reached in front of the two of them, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the two of them.

Yi Bingduo was shocked, what kind of speed was this, he could be sure that this was not teleportation, but pure speed, because he didn't sense the fluctuation of spatial rules at all.

The light in Yi Bingduo's hand flashed, and a long sword appeared, facing the hand that grabbed it.

Wen Pingsheng took out a long flute and gently slapped the hand grabbed by the person in brocade clothes.

Boom -

Yi Bingduo only felt the roar in his head, the long sword in his hand cracked inch by inch, and the speed of that hand continued to grab without the slightest hindrance.

Yi Bingduo was shocked and hurriedly wanted to use teleportation to escape, but he couldn't use it at all, as if all the space was locked.

......

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