Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

At the ninth floor of the Qi Condensation Stage, it's not very high, it's the lowest level of immortal cultivators.

But this kind of cultivation is difficult for mortals to resist.

His eyes swept across the thin middle-aged man who fell down. Although the man has faint spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, he has serious injuries in his body, and his cultivation base has been abolished, which is no different from ordinary people.

"I'm already a cripple, is the sect still unwilling to let me go?"

The thin man seemed to have no surprises at the arrival of this moment, but there was deep regret in his eyes.

In the past, he was also the arrogance of the sect, but he took a wrong step and fell to such a point that he even became a waste, and the sect was unwilling to let him go.

"Senior brother Ouyang, why don't I need to say more about the sect."

The young man shook his head, the rules were strict, he understood the experience of the thin man, but he would not show mercy.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

He lowered his head as if resigned, but the thin man lost his anger for a while.

Seeing that the other party was so interesting, the young man nodded, without hesitation, he grabbed the man with one hand.

"call out."

At this moment, a fireball shot out not far away and went straight to the young man.

"Huh? Someone else!"

Startled in his eyes, the young man with the sword behind him automatically flew out, a sword slashed out, and a sword light flew past, dividing the fireball into two.

The young man looked intently, and saw a [-]- or [-]-year-old girl standing on the thin man at the moment, exuding a cultivation base of about the fourth level of the Qi Condensation Period.

"Not going to hurt my father."

The girl resolutely stood in front of the thin man, and the crisp voice in her mouth reverberated in the field.

The young man's face darkened involuntarily, thinking that he was forced back by a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl, and for a while, his anger burned.

"Okay, Senior Brother Ouyang, I really didn't expect you to hand over your practice to her, so don't blame me."

The young man's whole body moved, and the spirit energy in his body broke out, and the sword energy exploded towards the surroundings, slicing all the nearby tables and chairs.

And Chen Xiaoming's position, luckily not far from it, is naturally splendid.

The body slowly retreated to the back, Chen Xiaoming looked at the young man who wanted to attack a girl, and shook his head.

Just when the young man was about to start, his body suddenly froze, and a cold voice came from behind him.

"Broken my desk, so ready to forget?"

Chapter 213

Inside the silent restaurant, Chen Xiaoming's words echoed, and the young man looked at Chen Xiaoming as if he were a fool.

Are mortals now so arrogant, dare to provoke practitioners?

Either the spirit sword floating in front of him wasn't sharp enough, or the other party was blind.

Glancing at the latter, the young man felt that it was necessary to let him know what an immortal was!

"Since you're courting death, let's go down with you."

A few tables, since Chen Xiaoming wants it, he will send Chen Xiaoming down to get it in person.

Frowning his brows, Chen Xiaoming glanced at the other party with an uncomfortable look, and a scent of fragrance wafted out towards the young man.

Almost instantly, the aroma was fragrant, and the young man was stunned when he smelled it, and then his body froze, unable to move.

The spiritual energy that was originally running in the body was stagnant at this moment, and no matter how he mobilized it, there was nothing he could do.

In horror, he looked at Chen Xiaoming in front of him, and his thoughts turned around, but he knew that he was wrong, what kind of mortal is this person in front of him, and definitely some senior.

"Senior calm down, this junior is a disciple of the Xuan Bing Sect, please also see..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Xiaoming's wave, glanced at the other party lightly, and shook his head.

"I'm just an ordinary person, not a senior."

After packing up his baggage, Chen Xiaoming patted the dust on it, put his hands behind him, got up and walked out of the restaurant.

"However, when you shot me, your ending was already decided."

The faint words floated out, and the young man's expression suddenly changed. On the exposed skin, blue veins burst out, and the flushed face showed a painful color.

"puff."

With a muffled sound, I saw the young man's eyeballs pop, and then the skin of his body exuded wisps of smoke, but in just a moment, the entire restaurant was enveloped.

When the smoke cleared, the figure of the young man disappeared long ago, as if it had never appeared before.

"how can that be!"

There was horror in the thin man's eyes, and the young man's cultivation base, he saw in his eyes, could make such a cultivation base disappear silently, such a cultivation base is definitely a senior who is above the foundation building stage.

The emaciated man seemed to think of something in his eyes, and with a decision in his eyes, he pulled the woman in front of him to him and commanded something in his ear.

The girl shook her head resolutely, her eyes were wet with tears, the thin man saw this, but he fondly touched the latter's forehead, and then whispered in his ear.

The girl's expression changed drastically, and she grabbed the man tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to stop something, but when she met the man's determined eyes, the girl knew that her father had made up her mind, so she couldn't help lowering her head.

"Go, Qian'er, this is your only chance."

With the words of nostalgia and reluctance, the thin man's eyes were filled with tears, but when he thought of the young man before, he still held back and pushed the girl out.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, the girl looked at her father and stayed for a long time. Finally, under the threat of the man, she turned around and ran out towards the street outside the restaurant.

Looking at the back of the girl who was leaving, there was a hint of relief and relief on the thin man's face. The people from the sect found his whereabouts.

With his current situation, he can't even protect himself, let alone his daughter.

The current vitality is on the figure just now, whether it is a blessing or a life, it depends on this time.

"Qian'er, you must succeed."

at the same time

Chen Xiaoming was walking on the street, the heavy snow was flying, which brought a bit of chill, but dispelled a bit of displeasure in his heart.

In the past three years, this kind of thing has happened several times, making Chen Xiaoming feel helpless.

Is he too nosy?Or none of these people came together.

After thinking about it, if it were that guy Wang Laomo, he would have left immediately, and he wouldn't have made a move at all.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoming couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.

"Sure enough, I am more kind-hearted."

Shamelessly praised himself, Chen Xiaoming felt that he was in a better mood.

It doesn't matter whether you understand the Dao or not, the important thing is to be happy.

"Senior, senior, wait for me."

Turning around, before taking a step, there was a sound of urgency behind him, Chen Xiaoming frowned, turned around, and saw the girl who was in the restaurant before, hurriedly running over.

The girl looks no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with a delicate face with a somewhat immature color, long black hair swaying behind her in a ponytail, wearing a thick cotton coat, rustic, but a face It has a bit of baby fat on it, but it looks a little cute.

"senior."

Running in front of Chen Xiaoming, the girl said in the mouth, then raised her head and stared at Chen Xiaoming, and the next second, she suddenly knelt on the snow and slammed her head into the snow.

"I beg seniors to accept me as a disciple!"

There was a decisive look in the tender voice. The girl's head was stuck in the snow, and she didn't lift it up. There was a posture that she would not get up if Chen Xiaoming didn't agree.

Chen Xiaoming couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were a little more playful.

"Why should I accept you as a disciple?"

The voice of questioning made the girl's body tremble. She knew that Chen Xiaoming would not easily agree to come to apprentice so rashly.

"I'm in a good mood today, so let's just kneel here. When I'm in a better mood, I'll come back and accept you as my disciple."

Without giving the other party a chance to answer, Chen Xiaoming said it directly, then turned around and walked towards the distance.

Just after taking a few steps, the figure stopped, and a word with a delusional atmosphere floated out.

"Of course, if you can't persist, you can leave. Maybe I'll accept you when I'm in a good mood."

After he finished speaking, he didn't speak any more, he put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the distance leisurely.

It's rare that Chen Xiaoming is in a good mood, and the opportunity has been given to her, but it's up to her whether she can live with me or not.

Glancing at the sky, the heavy snow seemed to be gradually falling a little bit bigger, the restaurant was gone, and Chen Xiaoming could only go to the only one.

In such a big city, there is only one restaurant and one tea house, so Chen Xiaoming couldn't believe it.

With Chen Xiaoming's departure, the woman had an unbelievable look in her eyes. She had already prepared the opponent's rejection, and she chased after her fiercely.

For a time, the woman seriously carried out the test Chen Xiaoming said.

However, at the age of twelve or thirteen, even with a thick coat to keep out the cold, he could still feel a chill coming.

And above the teahouse in the distance, Chen Xiaoming has already sat down, his eyes are looking at this place from a distance, and the corner of his mouth is smiling.

"Little guy, whether you can become my apprentice depends on you!"

Chapter 214 Test in the Snow

cold city, street

The emaciated man who was seriously injured limped over and saw the figure in the snow from a distance.

The footsteps hurried, dragging the severely injured body, and walking step by step.

In the wind and snow, the small body swayed constantly, the wind and snow blew, and the body was like a fragile weed that could not be destroyed.

Along the way, someone noticed the abnormality of the girl for a long time, and many people kindly came to discourage her, trying to help the girl up, but they were all rejected by the girl.

The originally pretty face turned purple under the cold wind, and flakes of crystal snowflakes hung on the brows, making the girl look like an ice sculpture.

"Qian'er, what's wrong with you, why are you kneeling here?"

The skinny man knelt down, hugged the girl tightly, and was about to pull her up, but the girl in his arms flickered slightly and broke free.