Watch Out! Danger Ahead - Chapter 1131

From Zhang Shouyi’s mouth, Song Qingxiao learned that in the past seventeen years, the old Taoist priests alone constricted his bones for the promise of the year;

In order to send loneliness, she told Zhang Shouyi about her past, and occasionally asked them if she felt her breath, and found out that she had no time to hear from her, and she looked lost.

She was worried about seeing the blame in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and blamed her for being late, and hated her for the parting that made him return alone after losing his big disciple.

But the moment Song Qing’s small eyes met the old Taoist priest, there was only pure joy in the old Taoist’s eyes, and no complaints were seen.

“Well……”

A long exhalation awakened the silence between the three.

After a long time, Song Qingxiao looked at the old man in Qingshan and called out:

“Second brother.”

As soon as the voice fell, she seemed to be thinking of something, and turned her body in a direction, revealing the figure half embraced by her.

The old Taoist’s gaze followed her movements, her expression was a momentary stunned, and then she trembled violently.

A young man who seemed to be asleep was held in her arms, his eyelids trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

“Master, the disciple is back!”

She whispered, and this sound seemed to open the key to the memory of the old Taoist priest.

He couldn’t even speak, and his body kept shaking, but he made a sound of ‘ahhh’, urging the second disciple who was also stunned to move forward.

“At the time, in Shenzhuang, because of my insufficient cultivation level, your old man lost his senior brother’s service.”

She held the young man in her arms and took a deep breath:

“Now, I will return the big brother to you in its entirety.”

“Evergreen… Evergreen…”

Song Changqing’s appearance, like a hurricane in the heart of the old Taoist priest, he didn’t even know how he jumped off the second disciple, staggering on the ruined stone, and walking towards the two of them.

Everything in front of him was dreamlike and illusion, as if God pityed him for never doing anything wrong, and he realized a dream before he died, so that he could go with peace of mind.

“Whether it’s true or not, it’s a worthwhile trip to see you two brothers and sisters again.”

“Even if it tells me to die immediately, God is a special gift to me.”

Not far away, Zhang Shouyi, who was hung in the air, saw this scene, and it was also very emotional.

He is a person who knows the thoughts of the old Taoist priests, and he is very happy that this “old friend” who has been waiting for 17 years now has what he wants.

Ah Qi recovered the body of the monk, concealed the body of the devil, and put down the hanging Zhang Shouyi and the members of the Undead Legion one by one.

The evil spirits on their bodies had been cleared by Ah Qi, and it seemed that their spirit bodies had become more stable.

The veteran Taoist stepped forward and carefully stretched out his hand to touch Song Qing’s small head.

She didn’t have the coldness of killing Meng Fanglan before, and obediently let that old hand fall on her head, just like when the old Taoist tried to comfort her when she touched her head when she went to Shenzhuang.

His hands were already cold, no longer as warm and strong as they were then, but the feeling of peace of mind he gave her has never changed, even more so.

Those worries and restlessness when facing Master, under his gentle touch, quickly dissipated like the mist in the morning.

She indulged herself briefly, rubbing her head against the palm of the old Taoist priest.

“Just come back, just come back.”

The old Taoist priest did not blame, he was like a father who had been waiting for his child to return, only forcibly restraining his inner emotions:

“Just come back safely.”

He didn’t ask Song Qingxiao where he went over the years and why he waited so long, but there was no news.

It seems that in his heart, he only remembers the joy of being together at this time, not the pain of waiting at all.

Song Qing’s small eyes were slightly sour, nodded, and softly agreed.

After confirming that the child under his palm is a real existence, the old Taoist priest cast his expectant gaze on Song Changqing’s face.

He has just recovered and has not yet fully awakened.

Even though the crystals left by Meng Fanglan complemented each other, the seventeen years of being in Nine Netherworlds was like a long nightmare to him, both soul and spirit were severely damaged.

“Evergreen him…”

The old Taoist saw that Song Changqing was not awake, his smile gradually turned into worry.

The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are full of flesh. Song Qing’s return made him happy and satisfied, and it is inevitable that he began to worry about the big disciple who had not yet awakened at this time.

“It’s okay.”

Song Qingxiao shook his head and comforted him softly:

“Big brother’s spirit is damaged, but his body has been repaired. After that, he will go back and take care of him for a period of time.”

The past seventeen years was like a catastrophe for him, but after taking the crystallization left by Meng Fanglan, Song Changqing was like reshaping his body, and he could practice again in the future, faster than before.

Even because of his journey to the Nine Nethers, monsters and ghouls are extremely afraid of him, and the future is boundless.

The only trouble is that he and Meng Fanglan’s seventeen years of heart knots, I am afraid it will take a long time to gradually get out of this shadow.

The veteran Taoist paused after hearing this, and then he was relieved.

Song Qingxiao immediately turned his wrist, and a small blood-red bead appeared in his palm.

The bead was about the size of a soybean, and it was transparent and full of vitality.

The bead body is round, soft like drops of water, and exudes a faint fragrance of fragrance, which makes people smell and evoke fluids.

“This is something left over from Meng Fanglan’s death. I divided it into two, half to brother, and half to you.”

Song Qing said softly, the old Taoist priest heard that Meng Fanglan was dead, and his face showed a sense of relaxation and relief.

This name once brought two great catastrophes to Shen Zhuang, causing countless people to die tragically, and separating him from master and disciple. He was extremely vicious and sinful.

In the past 17 years, apart from missing his two apprentices, what worries him most is that this demon flees from Shenzhuang, causing disaster to the world.

Now that I heard that she was dead, I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, thinking of the ghosts in Shenzhuang, he sighed deeply:

“The people of Shenzhuang can really rest in peace.”

Aunt Wu, Wu Nier’s mother and daughter, and Shen Jinfeng’s family can finally find eternal peace.

He was very old, and when he said this, he seemed to be in a daze for a long time, then finally remembered the words of Song Qing’s novels, and shook his head quickly:

“What are you doing for me?”

Since Song Qingxiao gave him this thing, it would definitely be of great help to him.

He didn’t know the function of this bead, but with his divine consciousness, he could sense the huge power contained in the blood bead.

He was already pale and gray, and he was about to die.

Since Meng Fanglan can die in her hands, it proves that her cultivation base must be advancing by leaps and bounds in the past seventeen years.

She is still young, with unlimited possibilities in the future, and needs such things more than him.

The old Taoist priest had already seen the giant wolf king in the distance, as well as the little monk standing beside Zhang Shouyi.

He could feel that his disciple seemed to be more restrained, calmer and more confident than before.

It seemed that killing Meng Fanglan was just a trivial matter for her.

But no matter how she grows up, in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, it is still the child who needs his care.

“You just keep it.”

In Song Qingxiao’s impression, he was serious and never joked.

At this moment, I am in a very good mood.

“Master can see you two come back safely. I don’t know how happy it is. Even if you give me ginseng fruit, you will never change it.”

Song Qingxiao shook his head:

“This is yours.”

The crystal bead left by Meng Fanglan was agglomerated from the massacre of the hundreds of people in Shen Zhuangwu.

Every bit of power in the beads is the soul who died under her grievances.

Over the years, the veteran Taoist priests collected the bones every year to save the dead, and did many good deeds for Shen Zhuang. This bead fell in his mouth and was the good fruit he deserved.

“What’s more, the brother’s body is still very weak, and someone needs to take care of him with all his heart.”

With her eyesight, it was natural to see that the old Taoist priests had run out of oil and died soon.

At this time, it was just because of the spells and the joyful mood, so forbearance.

But why did Song Qingxiao have the heart that he had just met Song Changqing, and the master and apprentice separated again?

“He has suffered a lot and needs your enlightenment and company.”

“Not to mention,” she paused, then said:

“I don’t want you and the big brother to experience the birth and separation back then, and now see you after seventeen years, but you will die again.”

“can……”

When the old Taoist heard this, he was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but Song Qingxiao stopped him with his eyes:

“I understand what you mean.”

Like many parents who love their sons like life, he can’t wait to give all the best things to his children, but he leaves the burden and pain to himself.

“But my current cultivation base no longer needs these things.”

Although Meng Fanglan’s strength is strong, it is not enough for her.

The power of this little blood bead can’t even cause the waves of spiritual power in her body. For her, it is only slightly beneficial, but for the old Taoist priest, it can save lives.

Most importantly, she has leveraged the power of the word ‘righteous’.

As the words in the Taihao Heavenly Book caused the power to be drawn one after another, a powerful force wandered around her.

She can already faintly touch the border of Sainthood, only a little chance.

And this opportunity will probably be reached in the near future.

But Song Qingxiao did not mention this. She was afraid that after she finished speaking, the old Taoist priest would be sad if she learned that she was leaving again.

I only hope that Song Changqing’s return can heal his regret of losing his little disciple and make him happy and at ease for the rest of his life.

She blinked, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and said with a smile:

“This blood crystal bead, you deserve it.”

Not far away, Zhang Shouyi heard the words and persuaded him:

“Yes, old Daoist, you have a great kindness to Shen Zhuang. It is best if you take this pearl.”

He personally saw Song Qing beheading Meng Fanglan, a Nine Nether Demons was forced into desperation in her hands, and finally appeared the original form, the soul is broken, but she seems to be effortless.

Song Qing’s small power was stronger than he thought.

The second disciple standing in the distance finally reacted. When he heard this, he couldn’t help being very happy:

“Master…”

He was originally worried about the death of the old Taoist priest the most, but now that Song Qingxiao took out this item, the senior brother divided half of them, and he could survive, maybe this item could save Master’s life.

Although the second disciple is very old and has a poor cultivating talent, he is simple and forgiving, obedient and filial.

At this time, I am not jealous that both the big brother and the master have good things, but are really happy for them.

The old Taoist didn’t want it, but when he turned around to see the second disciple worried, he looked happy, he wanted to say something, but because he was used to obeying his own words, he didn’t dare to disobey his orders, and he didn’t dare to persuade like others sound.

But he could see the expectation in the eyes of this second disciple, and he was also worried about losing his ‘father’.

Over the years, he has been busy fulfilling the promises he made in the past, running between Shenzhuang and the Fa, trying to accumulate yin for Song Changqing, and miss the little disciple, but completely ignored the second disciple who was by his side.

But he has no complaints. When he was seriously ill, he still waited diligently by his side, especially filial piety.

“These years, I have also suffered you…”

Looking at the gray hair on the head of the second disciple, the old Taoist felt guilty and couldn’t help but said softly.

“No no.”

When the second disciple heard this, he shook his head hurriedly, looking at a loss.

With a flick of Song Qing’s little finger, the blood drop flew into the old Taoist’s lips and quickly disappeared into his body.

As soon as the blood bead entered his mouth, he couldn’t smell the slightest smell, but his mouth was full of fragrance, as if a gust of heat passed through the soul.

The three souls and seven souls of the old Taoist priest who were about to collapse are reunited again under this force, their white hair turns blue, and their face turns from black to white ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then becomes ruddy.

Countless accumulated black energy escaped from his body, turned into evil energy, and was beckoned by Ah Qi in the distance to be introduced into his body.

From Zhang Shouyi’s mouth, Song Qingxiao learned that in the past seventeen years, the old Taoist priests alone constricted his bones for the promise of the year;

In order to dispatch loneliness, she told Zhang Shouyi about her past, and occasionally asked them if she felt her breath, and found that she had no time to hear from her, and she looked lost.

She worries about seeing the blame in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and blames her for being late, and hates her for the parting that made him return alone after losing his big disciple.

But the moment Song Qing’s small eyes met the old Taoist priest, there was only pure joy in the old Taoist’s eyes, and no complaints were seen.

“Well……”

A long exhalation awakened the silence between the three.

After a long time, Song Qingxiao looked at the old man in Qingshan and called out:

“Second brother.”

As soon as the voice fell, she seemed to be thinking of something, and turned her body in a direction, revealing the figure half embraced by her.

The old Taoist’s gaze followed her movements, her expression was a momentary stunned, and then she trembled violently.

A young man who seemed to be asleep was held in her arms, his eyelids trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

“Master, the disciple is back!”

She whispered, and this sound seemed to open the key to the memory of the old Taoist priest.

He couldn’t even speak, and his body kept shaking, but he made a sound of ‘ahhh’, urging the second disciple who was also stunned to move forward.

“At the time, in Shenzhuang, because of my insufficient cultivation level, your old man lost his senior brother’s service.”

She held the young man in her arms and took a deep breath:

“Now, I will return the big brother to you in its entirety.”