Quickly wear it: The witch is being coaxed by the yandere again by locking her waist

Chapter 326 The ascetic saints imprisoned the little goblin again 14

Lichu looked at the dark mountains and sat on the ground to rest tiredly.

He fell asleep in a daze.

In the dead of night, the sound of fighting woke up the sleeping people.

Li Chu took out the weapon and held it in his hand vigilantly.

The sound of ringing bells was like the sound caused by the collision of swords.

Lichu hesitated for a moment. Fighting would definitely involve death and injuries, and this place was the Northern Territory. If she was lucky, she might be able to pick up the corpses of two cultivators...

Lichu became inexplicably excited. She cheered up and turned into a tree. After waiting for a long, long time, the earth-shattering fight stopped for a while.

Li Chu immediately set off towards that location.

Her purpose is to...squeeze out the last value of this group of hateful practitioners!

It can be considered as revenge for the fairies who are being hunted in this world!

When she arrived, there was no movement, and Li Chu entered the battlefield cautiously.

The ground was filled with spiritual smoke and corpses were scattered everywhere.

Occasionally, there are people who are barely healthy, and they have died.

Li Chu was dejected when he saw this. How about he breathed a sigh of relief?

She found nothing, so she bent down and plundered all the storage bags at these people's waists.

When passing by a long sword with a somewhat broken blade, Li Chu paused.

I saw a corpse in a miserable death state, holding a sword in its hand. It was all jade white. It was actually a sword made of jade?

Li Chu stepped forward and carefully held the hilt of the sword engraved with cloud patterns. The scene of being bounced away in her imagination did not appear, and she picked up the sword easily.

The sword energy from the long sword came from the palm of her hand. It was extremely weak and could not do any harm to her monster.

But who is Li Chu? She was once a saint, and her eyes were as bright as a torch. After feeling it, she knew that this sword was a good magic weapon, at least.

But now, it is in terrible condition, and repairing it will probably require a lot of waste.

Lichu looked at it carefully. The more she looked, the more familiar it became. She lowered her head again. The corpse on the ground was wearing a mask. It was eight feet tall, slightly thin, and dressed in white cloth.

Lichu frowned. In her memory, the man who stabbed the original owner's husband seemed to be dressed like this. More importantly, this sword was exactly that man's sword!

"Am I so lucky?" She didn't even do anything, and the man died in the battle? Do you think she missed it?

Lichu couldn't hold back her lips. She raised her sword. After confirming that this man was the original enemy, she struck three swords fiercely.

Then he kicked off his mask. The man was quite handsome, with a nose and eyes, but a dead person was nothing to look at. Lichu put the mask on him again, kicked him a few times, and ran away.

Lichu finally had something going for him these days, and his mood gradually became better.

Now only the bald donkey is left unfinished.

Just when she was about to leave with a groan, a person suddenly fell from the branch above her head and hit her in front of her feet.

"what!"

Lichu covered her heart, startling her.

She knelt down and turned the man's body away.

A weak and pale face was exposed, and Li Chu could see clearly through the moonlight.

The man's dark hair stretches vertically past his waist, and looks like black satin under the moonlight. As for his appearance, the corners of Lichu's mouth are uncontrollably raised.

She stretched out her hand and checked the man's breath. He was still alive. Did she get lucky?

……

a month later.

"Thank you." The man lowered his eyes and took the bowl she handed him, and drank the water.

"Are you feeling better?" Li Chu asked impatiently when he saw him finish drinking water.

The man stiffened and coughed violently, "Ahem...Sorry, I'm not feeling well yet."

"Okay, then you are good, but you must tell me."

Li Chu pursed her lips in despair, staring at the man's narrow waist, and walked out with the bowl in hand.

Looking at the woman's reluctant, bold and naked eyes, and her enchanting figure, Song Lin's earlobes turned red.

He weakly supported the wall and stood up.

That day, he and his Taoist friends came out of the secret realm and were ambushed by the enemy. The enemy came well prepared. He and his friends fought hard, and both ended up losing.

I heard from Xiaoyao that everyone was dead at that time. When she saw that he was still breathing, she rescued him.

Although Song Lin saw that she was a demon, his first thought was to kill her to save his own life, but... he walked to the door and looked at the demon exhaling in the yard.

This demon was a good demon, and she even saved his life. Killing her was really inappropriate.

He has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

It's just...Song Lin thought of that day when he asked the little fairy that he owed her a favor and asked her what she wanted?

The little goblin looked at him obediently and said excitedly: "Xianjun is good-looking. I want to have a baby with Xianjun."

Song Rin was silent after hearing this request. He could agree to whatever she asked for, but he could never do this.

There was no way he could marry a demon.

What's more... the way he cultivates is not allowed.

After being rejected, the little fairy was not upset. She thought about it and changed her request, asking him to help her practice.

Song Lin is the number one swordsman, a well-known powerful person, and it is easy to help a little goblin with low talent to practice, just by throwing in some natural and earthly treasures.

He responded immediately.

It's just that he was wrong. He thought of this assistant training too simply.

That night, a cute and soft little fairy came into the house holding her cracked rice bowl, and placed it in front of the man's retreat with an expectant look on her face.

Song Lin was confused, he didn't understand what this behavior meant.

Seeing this, the little goblin clarified his doubts, "The seniors in my clan told me that using the blood essence and blood of those who cultivate immortality... cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort!"

She handed the bowl towards it again and said, "Xianjun, you must keep your promise to me."

After he understood the profound meaning, the corners of the man's mouth couldn't help but twitch...

He looked at the innocent and easy-to-deceive little monster and was silent for a long time. Did anyone tell her that...this matter can't be effective just by glancing at it?

He moved his fingertips several times to kill this evil demon who was trying to take advantage of him, but looking at her ignorant and innocent look, he couldn't do it.

Reminding himself over and over again that she is his savior and cannot be killed.

Song Lin told her that he was weak and could not give her spiritual liquid for practice.

After he recovers from his injury, he will take the little goblin back to the sect directly. If she still wants to improve her cultivation, the sect's treasures of heaven and earth will be at her disposal.

Not only can he keep his promise, but he can also fulfill her wish.

The little goblin held the bowl. She didn't ask for food on the first day. She lowered her little head and looked at the empty bowl. She knelt down pitifully for a while. She couldn't bear to give the man even a bowl of blood. She was so stingy.

Seeing the man's unswerving expression, she felt pityful, and told him energetically that she was not in a hurry at all.

I'll wait until he recovers.

Song Lin: "..."

I'm so anxious that I'm scratching my head, but you still say you're not in a hurry?

After he recalled it, he silently looked at the little goblin practicing in the yard for a long time.

Her talent is indeed very low, and it is so troublesome to even do the most basic breathing and breathing.

No wonder I have the idea of ​​taking shortcuts...

I dare to be brave enough to go to where others are fighting and pick them up...