Gentlemen, put away your cat

Wang Shao nodded hesitantly, and the two got down the tree, Wang Shao's condition looked very bad, when Fu Hao was about to give a hand, Wang Shao's face suddenly changed, and he whispered viciously: "Don't speak out! "

"Ah?" Fu Hao said.

Wang Shao bit his lip, held the newly cleaned folding fan, and said, "I can give you whatever you want, but if you dare to tell what happened just now!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Hao interrupted, murmuring as if to appease a child: "Okay, don't say it."

Unexpectedly, this method of coaxing children is very useful to Wang Shao, and he walks a few steps closer to him.The frightened Wang Shao was completely different from his previous arrogant and domineering appearance.

Fu Hao pressed his fingers against his temples, feeling rather amused.

If he had known that Wang Shao Neili had this kind of personality, maybe the two of them would not have faced each other for more than a year.

Back on the field, it happened to be He Jinling.He Jinling complained endlessly, his skills were not as good as Fu Hao and Wang Shao's, but he was also outstanding, and his temperament was easy to approach. Whenever he played, anyone who was good or not wanted to fight him. Fangyin was not as majestic as Song Hui, so he couldn't control it. On the field, watching one after another people disobeying the rules and lining up to challenge He Jinling, the veins on her forehead were faint, and she almost screamed.

With tears streaming down his face, He Jinling raised his hand and shouted, "I surrender! I'm no match!"

His words were out of anger, so of course he didn’t count them, and Fangyin finally yelled: "Get down! You have fought so many people and you haven't won yet, so you have the nerve to hang around here! Get out!!!"

Everyone jumped off the ring laughing and laughing. He Jinling put his sword back into its sheath and got off the stage shaking his numb hands. Just when he saw Fu Hao and his party approaching, he felt comforted and wanted to rush forward with a mournful face. Hooked by something, he could only complain: "You are finally back!! I have beaten more than a dozen people! I am really going crazy! Just now I suddenly found that your face is so much that I miss you ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."

Fu Hao looked at He Jinling who would have given him a bear hug if Su Yin hadn't grabbed him by the collar, he could only scratch his head and smile dryly: "Hehehe..."

"Huh." He Jinling finally saw Wang Shao standing aside with a look of disgust, and said in surprise, "I found it so quickly?!"

Fu Hao nodded, and said to Wang Shao: "Go and talk to Fangyin."

Just at this time, Fu Wenyan also saw Wang Shao and rushed over, and asked with concern: "Where have you been?"

Wang Shao glanced at Fu Hao, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "I didn't go anywhere, just to relax."

Fu Hao was amazed at Wang Shao's acting skills. He was obviously a kid who was afraid of ghosts with tears and snot in his nose. How could he become mature and calm in front of his little brother.

Fu Wenyan spoke with Wang Shao and Fangyin. A group of people opened their mouths and shut up, but they didn't know what they said about Wang Shao. The game didn't go on for a long time.Finally finished talking, Wang Shao finally stood on the ring, and the fan he often held in his hand turned into a long sword, with a heroic appearance, if Fu Hao hadn't caught him in a flash after being trained by the immortal master Wronged, I really want to be deceived by his appearance.

Fu Hao and Su Yin said: "I used to think this face was disgusting, but now it looks very cute."

Su Yin crossed his arms and said, "Oh? What does the young master think of me?"

"..." Fu Hao pretended to be calm, and said calmly, "I used to think you are good-looking, and now I think you are good-looking too."

He Jinling, who had been standing silently by the side, felt a chill, moved her body and said, "Is it my illusion? After you two came back from the experience alone, you became even more nasty! I always have a feeling that when I wake up, you two will The illusion of getting married and paying homage."

"..." Fu Hao rubbed the center of his brows, not wanting to speak.In a sense, even he has this illusion, let alone He Jinling.

Su Yin folded his arms and said nothing, as if he was concentrating on watching the game.

He Jinling leaned back to Fu Hao again, suspiciously said: "Is it my illusion? I always feel that he just smiled."

"Ah..." Fu Hao straightened his body with a headache, and said, "It's your illusion, why don't you concentrate on watching him fight?"

"Cut, don't I see less of him fighting?" He Jinling picked up a dog's tail grass from nowhere and held it in his mouth. ?!"

Hearing the sound, Fu Hao looked at where his finger was.I saw Wang Shao's fan pinned to his side was hooked by some invisible force, as if it was about to be hooked away.Wang Shaoben was discussing with intermediate disciples, but he lacked interest. Seeing everyone staring at his fan in amazement, he yelled again: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

He almost immediately threw his sword and jumped off the ring, rushing towards the direction where Fu Hao was. Silver couldn't pull him off.

"Did you see where he is!! Look quickly?!" Wang Shao said miserably like a ghost.

Fu Hao didn't care about the indecent appearance of him picking himself up, and grabbed the "invisible thread" with his other free hand, but he didn't catch anything except air.Fu Hao frowned, borrowed a high-quality dagger and cut it. There was a sound of something being cut in the air. Fu Hao instantly understood, grabbed the fan and confronted the ghost, and distractedly said to Su Yin: "You use Shang Qin can try to cut it off."

Su Yin pulled out Shang Qin, and sure enough, he cut it off immediately, the fan lost its external force, and was held by Fu Hao obediently and stopped shaking.The disciples onlookers applauded, Wang Shao buried his head in his arms and said, "What's going on?!"

Fu Hao stared at the surroundings for a while, but there was no movement, so he had to give up and asked: "I can't find his position, but you have saved your fan, you...why are you so afraid of ghosts?"

"..."

Fu Hao felt the person holding his arm stiffen, followed Wang Shao, and bounced away from him for a long time, with his back turned to him, refusing to say anything, he looked around, probably trying to find a strange direction, It's a pity that he didn't see anything except everyone's curious eyes on him like needles. Wang Shao's face turned red and white, making people wonder whether he was going to cry or curse.

Fu Wenyan and Wei Wuqing surrounded him, patted him on the back easily, and whispered a few words of comfort.Wang Shao finally couldn't help it, and shook off their hands: "Leave me alone!!!"

After roaring, he walked away.

He Jinling poked Fu Hao and asked, "Do you want to catch up?"

Fangyin said, "Don't go, Fu Hao, Fu Wenyan and Wei Wuqing, follow up and comfort him, and ask him what's going on recently."

"Yes."

Spinning stared at the place where the strange power disappeared, with unclear emotions in his eyes, and several other immortal masters surrounded him and asked.

"Could it be that the thing the head went down to look for is on our mountain?"

"How did he get in? The evil spirits on Wu'an Mountain are not allowed to enter!"

"Who knows, what about the thousand-year-old ghost..."

Fu Hao's eyes lit up when he heard their voices, so Tianting has already discovered the rebirth of that ghost?Fu Hao walked over and was about to ask a few words, when suddenly someone put his hand on his shoulder, and Fu Hao turned his head, only to see Fangyin sternly said: "Don't meddle in this matter, you little brat. Today's competition will be suspended first, In the troubled days of the past few days, let everyone protect themselves and don't run around. Take them back."

Fangyin prevented him from participating out of the desire to protect Miaozi, and Fuhao had no choice but to comply because he had no choice but to resist the immortal master.

Back in the bedroom, the three of them looked solemn.

Su Yin stood by the window and summoned a "bird". Fu Hao walked in and saw that it was not a live bird, but a bird made of copper. It was indeed lifelike in appearance alone, but the whole body was copper-colored and fluttering. The wings are also the sound of beating copper, this bird is quite interesting, Fu Hao couldn't help raising his hand to touch it twice, it also showed a look of great enjoyment, and it flew affectionately on his shoulder.

He Jinling also thought it was fun, but he just walked over, and the bird flew away in disgust.

"...not a good bird!" He Jinling murmured, "There is a bird as long as there is a master."

Fu Hao also couldn't help laughing, isn't this bird really controlled by Su Yin's magic?But what did Su Yin call this bird for?

I saw Su Yin writing a few words with his fingers on the bird's copper body. After writing, the bird spread its wings and flew up to the sky so far that it could no longer be seen clearly.

"What is this for?" Fu Hao asked.

Su Yin said: "Tell Song Hui that his prey is on the mountain."

Fu Hao let out a cry, and he also guessed that Su Yin would find a way to contact Song Hui, but He Jinling was not calm anymore, he belatedly pointed at Su Yin with trembling fingers: "You are a cat demon, why can you It’s a copper bird made of high-level magic weapons like the trend, and why do you call the immortal’s name?!”

"..." Fu Hao laughed sullenly, "You also know the queen dowager, don't you?"

He Jinling rubbed her head with a splitting headache, and said, "Really, why didn't I feel something was wrong before?!"

Su Yin said unceremoniously: "Maybe the limbs are well developed, but the mind is simple."

He Jinling stared at him for a long time, and complained to Fu Hao: "He, he, he..."

"Okay, okay." Fu Hao put his palms together and said, "Stop making noise, now only the three of us in Wu'an Mountain can believe it, let's stop fighting among ourselves!"

He Jinling nodded, remained silent for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at Su Yin: "Tell me what he is first!"

"Hmm... this..." Fu Hao scratched his cheek and said, "He is...he is my thing."

These words were perfunctory to He Jinling, but they were extremely useful to Su Yin. Su Yin was leaning on the stool, in a good mood, raised her right hand and emitted a flash of aura, and saw that the aura was no longer white as it used to be, but had become the priest's exclusive light. yellow.Su Yin said leisurely: "What do you think I am?"

He Jinling was dumbfounded, his whole body seemed to be fixed on the stool, even the trembling hand pointing at Su Yin was steady, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Fu Hao waved his hands in front of him, and asked with concern: "Is it all right? Have a sip of tea?"

"..." He Jinling clutched his heart, got up slowly, turned around, went to the bed and lay down, looking like an old man with vicissitudes, said, "Let me be quiet. I have been arguing with a priest for a year Stand up, I want to be quiet..."

Fu Hao finally couldn't bear it any longer, and looked at Su Yin with a smile. Su Yin walked over and rubbed his head, and whispered: "If he knows..."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Fu Hao choked on the tea.

Su Yin patted him on the back amusedly and helplessly.He Jinling turned her head vicissitudes, and asked weakly: "What are you coughing..."

Fu Hao blushed, shook his head desperately, and pulled Su Yin back to his bed.