I'm Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Chapter 8 Son of Luck

The whole day, Jiang Beichen spent in depression, and Chen Heitan, because of his poor talent, did not dare to go out to disturb Jiang Beichen.

The next day.

Jiang Beichen was depressed fishing in the Sea of ​​Bitterness. He suffered repeated blows yesterday and was really upset.

When fishing, he sighed even more, and his expression became even more languid.

He stared blankly at the “Sect Main Hall” in the quest reward, but he couldn’t get it.

In this world of cultivating immortals, so many sons of luck? Where can I find a good talent with great aptitude?

Do you really want to go to the Gold Coast and dance the hula?

Dogecoin system, what can’t you do, pit me first.

What else would you order besides trying to fix me?

System: “Ding, this system will also add the background music of’Seaweed Dance’ to bring the ultimate enjoyment to the host!”

Jiang Beichen: (╥╯^╰╥)

…

At this time, Sea of ​​Bitterness is outside the boundary marker.

A young woman with blood stains all over her body, panting heavily, staggered to the Sea of ​​Bitterness boundary monument, and leaned on the stone monument with both hands, trying to prevent herself from falling.

She has escaped for two days and two nights, chased by the people behind her.

After repeated deadly battles, even though the eighth-level Cultivation Base was used to break the siege, it was almost a dead end!

The magic power in the body is almost exhausted.

“Spirit Power is going to run out!” The beautiful face of the woman was bitter and unwilling.

She is the eldest daughter of the main line of the Wang family, named Wang Luoli.

The main line of the Wang family, one hundred and twenty-eight lives, overnight, was slaughtered by the second uncle and the Ninth-Rank Sect, the King of Ghosts, so that the chickens and dogs were not left!

And own father, Foundation Building cultivator, made a desperate blow. He died under the Magic Treasures of the Foundation Building cultivator of the Ghost King. Hun and Po were dedicated to the Elder of the Ghost King Zong Half-step Gold Core by his second uncle.

Now the second uncle of own, is carrying the cultivator of the ghost kingzong, chasing her all the way.

Such a deep hatred!

The opponent Sect is so powerful, she can’t hold it anymore, with the chasing soldiers behind.

“Are you going to die?”

The sky is so big that there is no shelter!

Wang Luoli turned his head and looked in the direction of chasing soldiers, his eyes full of nostalgia for this world and despair.

…

At this time, in the Sea of ​​Bitterness world, Jiang Beichen just looked up, huh? He saw it with insight and was overjoyed.

“Ding! Found the first-class qualification son of luck, Wang Jiada Miss Wang Luoli!”

“Task release: Help Wang Luoli escape from birth and reward God’s pet carp dragon.”

When the prompt sound ended, Jiang Beichen’s eyes burst into bright brilliance. It turned out to be a son of luck with first-class qualification?

Doze off and put a pillow on it!

Jiang Beichen looked around. Under the Konghai Stone Tablet, there was a woman with a beautiful appearance, but she was covered in blood and looked miserable. She should have been hunted down to this point.

That being the case, this Head Teacher laughed at the son of luck delivered to the door.

Ha ha!

Wang Luoli stumbled and rushed to the gate of the mountain. Across the small pond, Wang Luoli saw Jiang Beichen who was fishing.

Looking from a distance, the other party has no Cultivation Base fluctuations and looks like a mortal, so she quickened her pace and left here.

In case of chasing soldiers to this point, it will hurt him and cause him to lose his life. .

Wang Luoli passed by Jiang Beichen and continued to flee.

A fragrant wind blew his face, refreshing his heart, Jiang Beichen glanced at the graceful young woman, and said casually: “Girl, stay!”

The voice was as gentle as jade, falling into Wang Luoli’s ears, with a slight indifferent meaning.

Wang Luoli stopped and looked at Jiang Beichen hesitantly.

She frowned slightly, looked up and down, and said anxiously: “What’s the matter with your excellency?”

Jiang Beichen glanced at Wang Luoli and said calmly, “The girl was chased and killed?”

Wang Luoli’s expression tightened, and his mind was raised instantly, extremely nervous.

The spiritual world is inherently cruel. It is not surprising that some old monsters hide in the Cultivation Base, like a mortal. Does this person call himself like this for any purpose?

Wang Luoli bit her red lips and didn’t know how to reply.

“Junior was chased by the Foundation Building cultivator so far, the chasing soldiers will be here soon, and senior has a chance to see you later.” After that, Wang Luoli turned and wanted to leave.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the mortal in white chuckle, and said calmly: “You can come to my immortal gate, it is a fate, you are leaving now, it is a dead end, why not come in and seek shelter?”

The language is amazing!

But it fell in Wang Luoli’s ears, but it was another thought.

Bless me? I offended Foundation Building cultivator, not ordinary people!

Wang Luoli shook his head, unwilling to impede this kind person, and said politely: “Thank you for your appreciation, but the little girl still has important things to do, goodbye!”

After speaking, she rose in the air, ready to leave.

Humph, the female disciple who reaches the mouth can still fly out of the palm of this seat?

Jiang Beichen moved in his heart and already had a calculation.

“Does the girl believe that I have this strength?” Jiang Beichen said softly.

Hearing these words, Wang Luoli couldn’t help but stop.

Wang Luoli hadn’t answered yet, but saw the thatched house on the mountainside, and a burst of Spiritual Qi soared into the sky.

Has the black charcoal made another breakthrough? Jiang Beichen’s mouth twitched.

Chen Heitan pushed the door out, a little happy, because he just broke through to the fourth level of Qi training.