Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 70 Xuanyan Daojun
[Entering the task evaluation stage... The task is [-]% complete, the task evaluation is three stars, the reward points are twenty, the constitution is five points, and the life extension pill is one. 】

"Wait a minute, why is there only three stars for this mission?"

[The owner's investment is not enough, so it is downgraded. 】

"...I will submit to you even if you don't support the wall." Mu An'an shook his head helplessly, "System, why hasn't my memory about modern education disappeared?"

[The system clears only the memories and emotions related to each male protagonist in the world. 】

"it is good."

[The next mission world is Dongxuan, where people cultivate the truth and eliminate demons, and the target of the raid is Taoist Xuanyan. 】

There was no hint of half a dime, and when she opened her eyes, she had a splitting headache, but there was no memory entry.

She looked around, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see her fingers.The air is very humid, and there are gusts of hot and humid wind not far away.

The sensitivity of the five senses gradually decreased, she shook her head, trying to stay awake - she couldn't die, the points she had finally accumulated would be halved!

There were two red dots in the darkness, emitting a frightening light. She walked over and stretched out her hand in that direction, but before she touched it, Mu An'an was thrown into the sky by a gust of wind!
I didn't know what kind of flowers and plants I hit during the period, but fortunately there was no fracture.

She should have landed on a piece of grass.

In a daze, she grabbed someone, opened her mouth, and squeezed out two words through her teeth, "Help me..."

That person must be either rich or expensive, even the trousers are made of real silk, or better, some kind of fabric, which is very comfortable to the touch.

She finally fainted and lost consciousness.

Xiantong looked at the black handprints on Qingzhu Daojun's green trousers one by one, and panicked, "Master, this... this girl..."

"Heaven has the virtue of good life, so let's take it back." Daoist Qingzhu's complexion changed in twos, so said.

"Yes." The disciple showed sympathy, this green bamboo Taoist is notoriously obsessed with cleanliness, this girl dared to stain the Taoist's robe, it would be very difficult for him to live.

There is a towering mountain in front of me, and the clouds are entwined on the mountainside, and further up, there are faint cranes hovering, and there are bursts of cranes.

Qingshan has been a place of self-cultivation since ancient times. The first time it was in chaos, the heaven and earth were filled with immortal aura, and countless mortals ascended through the catastrophe. After that, the immortal aura gradually dissipated. At the second degree of chaos, the spirit of all things weakened a lot, leaving only the aura of cultivation .

Cultivators deceive themselves and others, and classify their cultivation according to the level of immortality, hoping that one day they can attract thunder disasters and ascend to immortality.

When Mu An'an opened her eyes again, it was a completely different scene. She was in the wooden house without even a quilt, she lay directly on the wooden board, barely sitting up.There is nothing identifying around.

So...who is the person she caught?
"You're awake." The clear and clear youthful voice came into my ears.

Mu Anan looked at the visitor vigilantly. He looked like a teenager, with a simple bun on the back of his head, a blue headband, and two strands of flowing black hair in front of his forehead.

His eyes are clear, like a child who is ignorant of the world.

"You saved me?" Mu Anan said with difficulty, her voice hoarse.

"No, it's Daoist Lord. Your injury is too serious. Daoist Lord took a lot of effort to pull you back from the gate of hell." Xiantong said, and put a bowl of porridge in front of Mu Anan.

I don't know which Taoist Lord it is, it would be great if it is a strategy character, but how can there be so many coincidences in the world... She thought about it, but didn't ask.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Dao." She took the porridge and took a sip, but she choked, "Cough cough cough cough!"

"Be careful! Daojun said, your throat is hurt, and you may not be able to recover for a long time."

(End of this chapter)