Chapter 37 Going to Qingyun Sect〈Heart Sea♂+1〉

The attending doctor's words are already obvious.

The translation is -the little boy, you're a good life for a few days, and quickly spend the money cleanly, so as not to die cheaper others.

Chen Huai'an returned to the hotel helplessly. The time was already nine in the evening.

"Well, it is useless to make money. The disease is not good." He opened the game and saw that Li Qingran had stopped adjusting interest rates. He was sitting in front of the window and looking outside the window.

This little Nizi is definitely worried about the progress of tomorrow.

But she doesn't need sorrow at all.

Because there are 500,000 bank cards now, for this game, 500,000 has been considered a huge sum, and there are too many things that can be done. Buy the life of a monk Yuan Ying!

"If I can also buy my own life, it would be nice to buy my own life." Chen Huai'an shook his head. Unfortunately, his life was not a game, and no one would send him a prop to him outside the game.

Tomorrow Li Qingran will return to Qingyunzong.

And he has to go to Tianmen Mountain to record the show.

"I still have to rely on myself to change my life. At least now I have 500,000 to do a lot of things that I dare not think about it. In a sense, why is this a kind of change?"

Chen Huai'an was lying on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

There was a moment of anxiety, and it was instantly calmed down.

Things will not become worse.

Then every step is on the upper -time sign.

"Well, there is nothing to do for the time being, let's get a needle for that black cat."

He finally remembered that there was another life in the room, so he poured the black cat out of the shoe box.

The black cat was just sleeping, and at this moment, Chen Huai'an's eyes were still confused on the sofa. But immediately reacted, it "meowed" with a pitying of his throat, then limped to the sofa two steps, and turned his head to Chen Huai'an meow.

Can Chen Huaian stand it?

He stared at the black cat and sighed his legs, and touched his chin to think: "What kind of needle is better? The effect of opening the pulse needle before. Although it is suspected of having risks, it is lame. It doesn't matter, let's be so bad. "

Black cats stared at Chen Huai'an.

[可, the king is cute? Come on the king's needle, cure the injuries on the king, so that the king has more opportunities to start with your magic weapon ... 桀 桀! .

"Then use the open pulse acupuncture, and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!" Chen Huai'an took out the silver for a while for a black cat.

Half an hour later, the black cat looked at his lame right leg and fell into thought.

【hiss--! No, shouldn't ...]

[Could it be that this kid can't acupuncture? But the king's legs were still good before! .

It is just pretending, now it is completely lame.

A big face with no expression in the field of vision.

"You have a relationship with the deity."

Chen Huai'an covered the guilt in his heart deeply. He could see that the black cat's right leg was completely unaware, just like a wooden mallet, stubborn.

"In this case, this deity will be responsible for you. In the future, you will be called" Bulk Muscle ". The naming of pets in our human world means that you will be included in the Majesty. Quarantine ... "

Chen Huai'an stunned, put the aggressive bullying muscles in the shoe box and covered the lid. He thought to a kitten to understand a fart, and when he opened his veins to understand it, he cured his legs.

Then he went downstairs to buy steamed buns.

Today is rich, and he has to add a chicken leg except for steamed buns.

The door was closed.

The shoe box on the table shook sharply.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The king's leg! Intersection Intersection .

[Damn human kid, wait for the king, don't let the king find the opportunity to clean up you! .

Mowing

At noon, Chen Huai'an was asleep, and the mobile phone on the table was still running an electronic girlfriend game.

Over 12 o'clock, a game prompt box pops up:

[Your life is left for 72 days]

Mowing

"I heard? That Li Qingran is going back to Zongmen!"

"Li Qingran? Who ..."

"The one who hurts Chi Xiaofeng's sister is said to be intentional, oops, bad nature, how can she dare to come back?"

"No matter what she doesn't deliberately, how can Zongmen Dabei not hurt? Is the Chixiao Peak so arrogant?"

"Don't say it, Li Qingran is here!"

The disciples looked at the gate of Qingyun Zong.

I don't know when, there is a thin figure there. She was a blue and white robe, and the black hair was tied with a white rope behind her head. She handed a moon white flying sword with right hand, and the morning wind was blowing. Essence

Her pace was not fast, but she had gone to the square in front of Zongmen Temple.

"Is she Li Qingran?"

"Uh, Mu Baishui is beautiful, Li Qingran is jealous of Mu Baishuang to seize her position in Chixiao Peak ... But now it seems that Li Qingran is much more beautiful than Mu Baishui ..."

"Oh, Li Qingran itself is more beautiful than Mu Baishuang. At first she was expelled from Zongmen. I still think it is a pity."

Mowing

Li Qingran stood on the square in front of the hall, raising his eyes to meet the various eyes around him.

Qing Yunzong closes a total of 1,200 monks and can clearly hear the buzzing of their discussion.

She didn't know what these arguments were talking about.

Presumably it is not a good thing ...

"Li Qingran, there is nothing to be afraid of."

She held the Suxian sword tightly, and the scabbard was icy cold.

The blade made of thousand-year-old black iron exuded a hint of frosty cold through the scabbard, blending with the morning mist.

But she didn't feel how cold it was, instead her heart gradually calmed down and she was no longer nervous.

She was not standing here alone.

She was not alone behind her.

Even though she couldn't see the figure of the senior, she could feel a gentle gaze staring at her.

Every day and night, when she was practicing, eating, sleeping, bathing... that gaze would always appear from time to time.

At first she would be shy and embarrassed, but later she would feel a little uneasy without that gaze.

At some point, she had become very dependent on the senior.

She knew it was not good, but she couldn't control her feelings.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the sunlight was only shifted by three points.

The elders of the various peaks arrived one after another, the door of the sect master's hall opened, and the sect master Wu Duantian walked out of the door with three disciples. Five great lights flew out from the top of Chixiao Peak, and a green flying sword took the lead and descended from the sky. Taoist Qingxuan flew down from the Xuanyuan Sword, followed by Xiao Yifeng, Yun Zimo and Zhang Hanxiao. Three inner disciples of Chixiao Peak successively disembarked from the flying sword and landed on the square. Lu Changtian arrived last, carrying his junior sister Mu Baishuang behind him.

Li Qingran and Mu Baishuang behind Lu Changtian looked at each other with indifferent eyes.

But Mu Baishuang seemed to be frightened and quickly hid behind Lu Changtian.

A loud shout suddenly sounded, making Li Qingran's ears buzz.

"Li Qingran! Do you know your crime?!"