Chapter 807 Master, I Am Afraid of Water

Nan Xun asked Xiao Ba curiously: "If I am really cut in half, we will give up this world?"

Xiaoba: "I'll look for other suitable bodies first. If not, we'll of course have to slap the butt and leave. What else can we do?"

Nan Xun: "Yo, your ideological realm has improved by more than one grade."

Xiao Ba smiled and said: "That's right, Lord is a beast that is about to become a holy beast. In the last world, when you and Gong Chen were in a big boss fight, Lord was not idle. He has been cultivating. improved a lot.”

Before Nan Xun left, he thanked Fang Yue and said, "Thank you, Young Master, for your fushao these days, I'm leaving."

"Hua Ling, you... I, I will wait for you!" Fang Yue stared at her and asked eagerly, "After three years, you will be back, right?"

Nan Xun said sternly: "Young master, don't wait for me. Humans and monsters have different paths. Remember to read the book. When you wait for your title on the golden list, I will share your joy in another country, and it will be indefinite in the future."

She felt sorry for this young master Fang, because the purpose of her contact with him was not pure.

"Painting Spirit!"

Nan Xun turned around and flew into the picture scroll without any hesitation.

Fang Yue's heart was full of melancholy, and before he had time to take a look, the picture scroll was waved by the demon hunter and rolled up automatically.

Seeing him rudely tying the scroll to his back and tying it with those swords, Fang Yue felt a little distressed, and hurriedly said, "Master, wait a minute."

He found a precious long wooden painting tube from the box, carefully put the painting scroll in it, and then returned the painting to Meng Ziyi.

"Master Fang, she was right in what she said just now. Humans and monsters have different paths, so you should forget about the past few days."

Fang Yue shook his head and said in a low mood, "I can't forget it, and I don't want to forget it."

Meng Ziyi sneered and said nothing.

After resting at Fang Zhai for one night, Meng Ziyi left this short resting place early the next morning.

Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang had already prepared five days' worth of dry food and some broken silver.

Meng Ziyi did not refuse and accepted them all.

On the day that Hualing left, Fang Yue hid in the study and cried a lot. On the third day after Hualing left, the eldest young master of the Fang family fell ill. It is said that he suffered from lovesickness.

After listening to Xiao Ba, Nan Xun was a little worried, "What should I do? It won't kill anyone, right? When I got along with him, I clearly assumed the role of a female teacher. This kid even dares to like his own teacher."

Xiao Ba snorted: "I'm not guilty, I blame you for being too beautiful. Don't worry, you'll be fine after a while, but you will definitely become the white moonlight in his heart and will be remembered by him for a lifetime."

When Nan Xun followed Meng Ziyi a few days ago, he did not encounter any demons, so this demon hunter lived a very simple life. Apart from the necessary food, drink and rest, he kept walking.

Nan Xun didn't know where he was going. He seemed to be walking aimlessly, but every step he took was so firm that it seemed aimless, but in fact, there was always a vague goal guiding him in his heart.

"Xiao Ba, do you know what the big boss's goal is?"

"Ah? Goal? In his heart, all demons are demons. If he really has a goal, he will kill all the demons in the world, but do you think this goal can be achieved?"

"...His heart is too heavy."

Xiao Ba deeply agreed: "The current Big Boss is twenty-six years old. From the time he was eighteen years old and his family was destroyed to the present, in just eight years, the number of evil spirits he killed has not been a thousand but a few hundred."

Nan Xun suddenly thought of a very important thing, "Has he started to go the wrong way now?"

Xiaoba said: "Not yet, but it's almost time. Last time he was seriously injured and blinded, and he will be seriously injured again soon. After that, some of his thoughts began to change. It doesn't matter if you are crooked."

Nan Xun paused, "I know, I will find a way to stop him."

Little Eight muttered: "Don't force this kind of thing, lest the big boss cut you off in a fit of rage."

Nan Xun smiled and said, "You are not at ease when I do things? I know him very well, and I know how to behave."

Little Eight said: You know a wool, everything about the big boss is told to you by the Lord.

Meng Ziyi said that she wanted to take Hualing to see all the filth and filth in the world, but in fact, she has been staying in the painting tube for the past few days, and she has never even seen the sun.

After Meng Ziyi left Fang's house, all the way to the south, the people became more and more sparse.

On the way, I happened to encounter a caravan going south. Most of the caravan members were strong men, and they were also equipped with protective swords. It can be seen that the escorts are of great value.

"This young man, I see that you have a sword on your body, and you must be a trainee. I don't know where you are going?" The leader of the caravan, a bearded man, took the initiative to talk.

Meng Ziyi sat cross-legged under the tree with the Demon Slayer Sword on his legs, and said lightly, "Go where you should go."

"Little brother, it's too dangerous to walk alone at night. There are many wild beasts in this wilderness. If there are one or two wild animals, it will be fine. caravan."

Meng Ziyi "looked" at him for a while, then said lightly, "No need."

The bearded caravan leader shook his head and walked away.

He came to help this little brother on the principle that one more friend means one less enemy when he was away, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

Although Nan Xun was caught up in the painting, she heard the conversation between the two, and for the first time in a few days, she took the initiative to open her mouth and asked, "Master, why don't you accept this person's kindness?"

The woman's voice came from the painting tube behind him, soft and pleasant, and the voice was as far away as someone was lying on his back and whispering to him.

Meng Ziyi didn't expect Nan Xun to suddenly make a sound, his ears twitched, and his face couldn't help but turn black.

"I don't like people who are too loud."

Nan Xun laughed softly, "I see it, so I haven't spoken for the past few days."

Mencius said lightly, "Then don't speak."

Nan Xun said: "Okay, I will listen to the master. However, can the master answer my questions first?"

Meng Ziyi's face was expressionless, and after a while, he said, "The reason has already been told to you."

Nan Xun said clearly: "Master, did you think that person was noisy just now? You don't seem to be able to get along with people. Actually, neither do I."

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in the air, and there was a rumble of thunder.

The woman's slightly panicked voice sounded in his ear, "Master, can you find a place to shelter from the rain? I'm afraid of water."

Although she was in a painting tube, if it rained too much, water would seep in.

Meng Ziyi sat for a long time without moving.

"Master, master..." Nan Xun's voice contained a hint of pleading.

Meng Ziyi frowned at first, then frowned, he stood up holding the Demon Slayer Sword, and said coldly, "You really are a burden."