in2ebook Chapter 175 Really Cute
Chapter 175 Really Cute
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Even Han Feiyu, who was drooling over the food, subconsciously took two steps back.
"This knife...is this knife so fierce?"
Of course, they have all heard some legends from their fellow brothers and sisters, such as that if this kind of sword with strong evil spirit cannot be subdued, it will only be controlled.
But no one has ever seen it, not even the senior brothers and sisters who talk about it very well.
No one of them really expected that such a casual chat could lead to such a big thing that they didn't know whether it was a surprise or a shock.
Chu Xinglan's focus was not on how fierce the knife was. He was thinking about what the lucky doll said when it pulled out the Tang knife that day, that he would not be allowed to die.
So at that time, the lucky doll was ready to be manipulated, lose its mind and become a human killing machine?
What is he planning?
Thinking this way, Chu Xinglan also asked this question. He really didn’t understand what the lucky doll was thinking in that situation.
He really felt that their relationship was not that serious, so how could his master let such a mentally ill child go and give him the knife?
If this was heard by the Zen Master Wuwei who was far away in Hanshan Temple, he would have to ask back: "The child was a good child in Hanshan Temple, but he became abnormal when he met you. Why don't you look for the reason in yourself?"
The others were a little confused by his sudden question, and looked at the two people who seemed to be playing a charade, and this inexplicable atmosphere made them dare not speak easily.
Moreover, in their opinion, Chu Xinglan's question was very strange. After all, the two of them were talking about the lucky doll drawing his sword. Besides the demons who had turned into ashes, they were the only two people still awake.
Of course Fuwawa understood. He pursed his lips and looked at Chu Xinglan's conflicted and puzzled expression. He felt a little annoyed, as if he had messed up again.
He mentioned the matter of Tang Dao just now because he wanted Chu Xinglan to feel more sorry for him and pay more attention to him.
But he really didn't expect that Chu Xinglan did pay attention to him, but his focus was wrong.
He now even had a sense of déjà vu as if he had made a mistake and was called over by his master, who then asked him what he had done wrong.
The lucky doll opened and closed its mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word. Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn, Song Ling put his arm around Chu Xinglan's shoulders and said with a grin.
"Brother Chu, it's almost time for lunch. Our master will definitely not be able to take care of us today. Why don't we go down the mountain to Tianxiang Tower for a meal? I'll treat you."
Han Feiyu reacted the fastest and quickly agreed: "Yes, let's go. We said we would go to Tianxiang Tower a long time ago, but we haven't been there yet."
"Senior Sister Yan, and Master Yiqing, let's all go together. The last thing Song Ling lacks is spirit stones, so there's no need to be polite to him."
Song Ling nodded with a smile: "That's right, just take care of my alchemy business from now on."
Chu Xinglan naturally saw through the two people's intentions, but he didn't say anything else. He nodded and followed them down the mountain.
The lucky doll came last, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed them.
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In the meeting hall, Sang Yunqi frowned as he looked at the bargaining scene below, which was like a vegetable market, and felt indescribably irritated.
He subconsciously glanced towards Chu Xinglan's position behind him, but surprisingly didn't see anyone.
Chen Xiu noticed his gaze and raised his hand to point in the direction of the side door. Sang Yunqi knew that his little disciple was running away impatiently.
He wanted to go out and see what Chu Xinglan was doing. It was much more comfortable to stay with his little disciple than to listen to these people cursing in the street.
But the embarrassing scene of last night was still vivid in his mind, and Sang Yunqi was a little afraid to go see his little disciple alone, for fear that something unexpected would happen and the little disciple would see it.
After thinking about it, he set his sights on Xuan Ling.
After Sang Yunqi told the information he knew, he took on the task of dealing with Fan Lou. In fact, there was nothing for him to do anymore. It was the job of these young people to decide how to fight against the demons.
As for Xuan Ling, it goes without saying that he came today only to represent the attitude of the demon clan and their willingness to join forces with the human race to fight against the demon clan.
So there is absolutely no problem for the two of them to leave at this time.
But when Sang Yunqi looked at Xuan Ling and wanted to speak, he saw Xuan Ling waving a jade bone fan in his hand, leaning back in the chair, his face full of interest.
Following Xuan Ling's gaze, they saw the two elders who were arguing and spitting at each other.
Sang Yunqi: “…”
Xuan Ling felt his gaze and was unwilling to look away. He moved a little closer to him and spoke in a low voice while covering his mouth with his fan.
"What are you doing? You humans are much more interesting than the demons. If this happened in the demon tribe, it wouldn't be so lively until your brains were beaten out."
Xuan Ling's expression of watching the fun was written all over his face, and he had no intention of hiding his gloating feelings at all.
Sang Yunqi pushed him away speechlessly: "Then you watch here, I'm leaving first."
Having said that, without saying hello to anyone, his figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot.
When he appeared again, Sang Yunqi had already returned to the back mountain. He scanned the area around the back mountain with his spiritual sense, but did not sense any trace of Chu Xinglan's presence. He could not help but frown.
Has the little disciple come down the mountain?
Before coming back, he didn't sense Chu Xinglan's presence in front of him, and he thought he had returned to the back mountain.
He took out the communication jade slip from his space equipment and wanted to see where his little disciple had gone. In his opinion, Chu Xinglan would definitely tell him if he was going down the mountain. However, the jade slip was silent and there was no message on it.
Sang Yunqi's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he subconsciously exerted force on the hand holding the jade slip, and his already irritable mood was further filled with depression.
Was she mad at him? Was she angry that she had hidden something from him yesterday?
He opened the door, sat down at the table in the front hall, picked up the book on the table, and planned to explain it to his apprentice when he came back.
Every casual movement of a beauty seems to be surrounded by a halo, making people unable to help but be obsessed with it, even if she is just simply turning the pages of a book.
Of course, it would have been more beautiful if there had been no rustling noise caused by obvious impatience.
After reading for a long time without understanding a single word, Sang Yunqi threw the book on the table.
With a casual glance, he saw a row of statues on the windowsill. They were the gifts Chu Xinglan brought him when he returned from Cangyun Kingdom.
The little guy said he was giving him a gift, but he ended up narcissistically carving five images of himself. However, this was unexpectedly what he wanted.
He raised his hand slightly, and a statue of a little white dog catching a butterfly fell into his palm. Its flying hair showed how happy he was.
Well, this should be the time when he brought Chen Xiu to capture all the tracking butterflies raised by Xu Zhuo and said he would give them to him as a gift for becoming his apprentice.
Really cute and likable.