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Xu Jiaxin was at the side, wanting to laugh but not daring to. She vaguely sensed that Yang San's identity was very unusual, after all, he sounded like someone who made friends with Yan Wang's peers. Just now, I was always worried that she would not be able to beat the tiger demon
Yang San calmed down, and said to her: "Go back." She thought about going to the underworld at night, at least to read Qi Shan's life, and see if she could find out who was playing tricks.
"Thank you, my lord." Xu Jiaxin is really grateful to Yang San, not only for letting her escape from the clutches of the tiger demon, but even now there is still a glimmer of hope.
Yang San and Xu Jiaxin mentioned that her sister left a message on Xiaojin's Weibo, which attracted her attention.
When Xu Jiaxin heard the name of her younger sister who had been on good terms with her since childhood, she showed an expression of wanting to cry.
Yang Sanyu said earnestly: "So when you go back, don't forget to entrust the dream to your sister!"
After the event is completed, Xiao Jin will have one more devout believer. The more devout the believer, the more faith he can receive.
Xu Jiaxin's original sadness was almost destroyed by these words.
Yang San thought for a while, and added, "Don't cry, don't you be able to see your family at any time after you have stabilized your body? After becoming a ghost cultivator, apart from not having an upright identity, it is almost the same as being alive. You can still eat, you don¡¯t have to burn it to eat like ordinary ghosts.¡±
Xu Jiaxin opened her mouth slightly, feeling a little dazed. Guixiu seemed a little different from what she had imagined
Xiao Jin sat on the chair with his chin in his hands, looking towards the direction of the cave.
Bei Buyue answered a few calls, felt much better, and walked over, "I just received the notification that they have arrived at the city station, and they will be here in two hours."
Xiao Jin complained: "They are just like the police in the novel, they always arrive at the last moment. Depending on their words, the flowers are all withered."
Bei Buyue was a little embarrassed, but she had to admit that what she said made sense.
Xiao Jin sniffed, and suddenly his eyes brightened, "My sister is back!"
As soon as the words were finished, a slender figure walked out from the entrance of the forest.
Both Xiaojin and Bei Buyue went up to meet him, and the latter even scanned up and down, "Aren't you injured?"
Yang San nodded heavily, "My nose was hurt, it smells too bad! Is this considered a work-related injury?"
Even if it is isolated by spells, the smell is still lingering. What Yang San needs now is to take a good bath to get rid of the smell on his body.
Bei Buyue was speechless and sighed, "There is a small hotel at the foot of the mountain ahead, you can go there."
He was really worried for nothing.
Bei Buyue touched his nose, and asked again: "Are you still accepting disciples?" He didn't feel ashamed at all to have an eighteen-year-old girl as his teacher. There is a sequence of hearing, and there is a specialization in the art industry. He is inferior to others, there is nothing to deny.
Yang San said lightly: "I have no such plan at present."
She is not the unlucky one who didn't have many younger brothers when she just woke up, but now she has Xiao Jin, Xiao Hei and Xu Jiaxin in her hands, so she has no shortage of younger brothers.
Bei Buyue looked regretful: he once had an opportunity to become a teacher, but unfortunately he didn't cherish it
Because that small hotel is the only hotel at the foot of the mountain, the price is naturally not low. However, Yang San saved many villagers, and in their eyes, he was a lifesaver, so the proprietress of the hotel was very enthusiastic, not only did not charge, but also prepared a lot of homemade dumplings for Yang San, and made scented tea by herself.
? Although it is not very delicious, but it is simple and natural. Yang San ate very happily, and gave a charm of town house and home, so happy that the proprietress posted it herself. This is a gift from the master, not some roadside swindler.
After Yang San had eaten and drank enough, the other Taoist priests came late. According to Bei Buyue, they were all well-known people in Taoism, but Yang San didn't know any of them.
When they worked so hard to rush over to subdue the demon and eliminate the demon, the news they got was that the tiger demon had been eliminated. It would be fine if it was Bei Buyue who exterminated the demon, they all knew Bei Buyue's fame and strength. Who knew that she was an unknown little girl, how could they believe it!
Seeing that they didn't believe it, Bei Buyue didn't bother to talk about what they had or didn't have. He turned his head and introduced to Yang San: "This is my junior brother Ren Liang."
Ren Liang looks more like a Taoist priest than Bei Buyue, with long silver-white hair and a boyish face, that kind of fairy-like temperament makes people forget the world. Ren Liang had heard his senior brother mention Yang San a long time ago, and showed a kind smile.??Just talking, it looks too much like a villain. Building a good relationship with them will also benefit the future. "
Yang San chuckled, "There is nothing to worry about. If you don't accept it, then beat them until they accept it! Otherwise, they will think I'm easy to bully."
It is a law of nature that the weak eat the strong. If she is soft, those people think she is easy to talk, and then they will rub their noses and cheeks instead. The kindness of the strong is kindness, and the kindness of the weak is weakness in the eyes of outsiders.
Bei Buyue was speechless for a moment: Only then did he realize that he had taken it for granted before. His set of standards really cannot be placed on Yang San
In the cave.
A group of people stared at the pile of ashes in a daze.
One of them couldn't help but said: "You said, did the inner alchemy also be burned to ashes?"
Zhao Shaoming's complexion was not very good, and he wanted to say it was impossible. But the tiger demon who has cultivated for more than a thousand years has a body like steel, which cannot be pierced by ten thousand swords. Even the hard flesh was reduced to ashes, not to mention the inner alchemy.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little crazy: Which rock did Yang San jump out of?
Zhao Shaoming's face turned pale when he just recalled the scene where he was tucked into the sleeve by the other party and he was helpless. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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