novelraw Chapter 135 Of course I choose to forgive him
Chapter 135 Of course I choose to forgive him
Chapter 135 Of course I choose to forgive him
Step into the gate of Donghua Sword Sect in Jiehai World.
A handsome male cultivator approached, Mu Yunluo ran happily, took his arm and brought him in front of Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao with a bright smile: "Brother, I snatched two aptitudes from Thunderstorm. Very good mortal, the male belongs to you, and the female belongs to me, okay?"
"Accept apprentices?" The male cultivator was a little amused in surprise: "Yun Luo, I'm only on the ninth floor of foundation building, how can I accept apprentices?"
"I don't care! Eldest brother, I have already agreed, if you don't accept him, I will be so embarrassed!" Mu Yunluo said to him coquettishly: "Eldest brother? Otherwise, I won't pester you to practice swords gone?"
"Ha!" The male cultivator couldn't help laughing, rubbed Mu Yunluo's head, and said with a smile: "To be able to fall into the eyes of my junior sister who has eyes higher than Dingding, my aptitude..."
A blue light flashed across his eyes, starting from Ji Mengyao, with a look of surprise, and then looking at Zhang Yang, his face suddenly became serious: "Thunderstorm is a mortal who took so much effort to find, Junior Sister, you can offend him now." Miserable, that old boy has a bad temper."
"He found five, so it's not too much to snatch two, right?" Mu Yunluo whispered with a slightly frightened look.
Zhang Yang finds it very interesting, in Mu Yunluo who is in the Jindan period, he can rarely see emotions, so it is like this!It seems that she is no different from ordinary girls of sixteen or seventeen.
"Five? Hiss—!" the male cultivator took a deep breath on the spot: "It's good to grab it, otherwise if Wan Leimen gets it, wouldn't there be a huge gap in the previous generation? Okay, I will accept this disciple. By the way, junior sister, this is the flowering seven-leaf spirit ginseng you asked me to find."
Seeing that Nanxiu handed over a flowering ginseng to Mu Yunluo with both hands without understanding the meaning, Zhang Yang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood!
What is the meaning of a man sending flowers to a woman?
Alas, falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless!
Seeing Nanxiu casually handing out the spiritual ginseng and turning to him without saying a word, Zhang Yang felt sorry for it!
"Little brother. What's your name?" Nan Xiu looked at Zhang Yang with his hands behind his back and smiled as if relieved.
Zhang Yang moved a step and asked the male cultivator to block Mu Yunluo, so as not to see any eye contact.
Zhang Yang frowned at the male cultivator: "Big brother, come here, I have something good to show you!"
"Oh? That's interesting. This is the first time I've heard the name Big Brother, as you wish." The male cultivator followed Zhang Yang's steps and walked with Zhang Yang to the small woods beside the mountain gate.
"Is it far enough? Tell me about everything?" the male cultivator said with a smile in his eyes.
"You are a god with extraordinary hearing power. Come on, big brother, go further away." Zhang Yang estimated the range of hearing power on the sixth floor of the foundation building, coaxed and tricked the male cultivator three miles away, and then hooked him The male cultivator's shoulders turned his head: "Big brother, after you gave the female cultivator flowers, don't you have anything to say?"
"What did you say?" The male cultivator looked puzzled: "Could it be that there is some meaning in this? Junior sister often entrusts me like this."
Zhang Yang covered his forehead: "Finding a flowering ginseng, do you still do such a difficult thing? No, no, big brother, do you know what you are doing?"
The male cultivator hesitated and said, "Is there really any special meaning? Little brother, can you tell me?"
Zhang Yang looked around treacherously, and waved his arm: "I'll go, can't you see this? Zu... that fairy likes you!"
"Of course she likes me." The male cultivator chuckled: "I like her too!"
Zhang Yang's mouth fell to the ground slowly, and just as he was about to get angry, he thought something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "What is the meaning of your liking?"
"For example, little brother, you are such an interesting person, I also like it very much!" Nanxiu's explanation startled Zhang Yang coldly.
Forcibly calming down, Zhang Yang said coldly, "Your favorite, is it because your heart is beating faster, your face is flushed and hot, and your head is not bright?"
"How can liking be like that? What does your liking mean?" Nanxiu was surprised: "Could it be that liking has other meanings?"
Zhang Yang slapped himself on the thigh.
It seems that it's all over, but they haven't fallen in love yet!You are kidding me!Zhang Yang looked at the male cultivator and grinned!
How can this be explained?Can't explain!Zhang Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he said, "Then you are saying that you have accepted the behavior of that fairy, but you don't understand it. It's your fault."
"Does it really have a special meaning? Little brother, I always like to listen to people's lectures. You know that you are a teacher. Tell me about it?" The male cultivator's eyes lit up.
Talk about a hammer!Don't be ruthless, chicken and duck talk!Play the piano to the cow!If Zhang Yang has a beard, he must blow his beard and stare!
It's better not to be inactive than to be in love with each other.
So Zhang Yang took out a treasure, a book of store exercises that Zhang Yang couldn't practice by himself.
The name of the exercise is "Simulation".
If it is practiced to a very high level, the fake one can be confused with the real one, and a lifelike city can be built purely with cultivation. If it is matched with formations, the power is terrifying, and it is a basic skill that must be learned by the ancient formation masters.
However, the purpose of Zhang Yang's exercise book is a bit overwhelming.
Zhang Yang handed the "Simulation Technique" to the male cultivator, and said, "This is the fairy method I bought at a street stall. It said that everything in the world can be simulated with cultivation base. Next time that fairy entrusts you to find something, You just need to simulate one with your cultivation level and give it to her. It is said that this "Simulation Technique" can keep items dissipated within seven days at the latest according to your cultivation level."
"Oh? Let me take a look, little brother, there are many swindlers in the mortal world, so it's hard to guarantee that they are not some fake Taoism... Huh? This work is not bad, it seems to be true!" Nanxiu turned to the first page and looked at it. After a glance, his eyes showed surprise, his face showed shock, and he looked carefully.
After reading it with relish, the male cultivator paused and said awkwardly: "Look at me, little brother, how can there be an apprentice who gives gifts to the master? Take these, I just became a teacher, and I have nothing to give, these are all I have." I have given you all the spirit stones, as well as my practice notes. Oh, and the exercises. This jade pendant is a low-grade body-protecting magic weapon. Take it too. Oh, and this magic sword. It's also inferior..."
Nanxiu gave Zhang Yang all the bits and pieces of treasures on his body, even the jade pendant hanging on his body, and gave them to Zhang Yang. Imitating a strange-looking Aescin ginseng, walking back.
Looking at the things in the storage bag, Zhang Yang was convinced.
The heart is really good, not only gave Zhang Yang all the money, but also gave Zhang Yang the practice notes, and gave him all his belongings.
Zhang Yang has no temper at all and has nothing to say.
When Zhang Yang went back to the mountain gate, Mu Yunluo was pestering the male Xiu to transform flowers, and took away the flowers as soon as they appeared, looking at the male Xiu with flowers in his arms, smiling happily.
One of the two changed flowers, the other snatched flowers, unknowingly they forgot about Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao, and walked into Donghua Sword Sect on their own.
Ji Mengyao looked at Zhang Yang and smiled helplessly: "What should we do now?"
"Of course I choose to forgive him!" Zhang Yang laughed, grabbed her by the arm and led her into the mountain gate, hanging the two of them from a distance, followed behind.
(End of this chapter)