Women's Juju Counterattack Diary [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 183



Although Chen Xiao said so, Liang Ansheng also guessed Jing Tan's distorted expression when he was forced to send fish, and couldn't help but smiled, "Next time, let him send a crane. I heard that roasted cranes are delicious."

"it is good."

In fact, what to eat is not important to Liang Ansheng now. After losing his sense of taste, he has no pursuit of food, but he just likes Jingtan's reluctance but has to compromise under Chen Xiao's power.

Although the medicated bath successfully reshaped Liang Ansheng's spiritual root, it did not restore vision and taste. Therefore, Liang Ansheng still can't see anything, and he can't taste anything. He habitually filled his stomach. Turning his head towards Chenxiao, he said, "Master, yesterday Qingzhou sent a message to send a jade slip to invite me to go down the mountain to go on a mission in two days."

Chen Xiao paused when he cleaned up the dishes, "Baby, do you want to go?"

"It's been almost a year since I started. I haven't participated in the Zongmen mission yet. I want to take a look this time."

"Well, that's fine."

Two days later, Liang Ansheng arrived at Jianlin Peak through Yunxiu Peak's teleportation formation, and was stopped by Fu Chengzhou just after leaving the teleportation formation, "Little Gong...Little Master Uncle, you are here."

In a year, Fu Chengzhou has grown a lot taller. His voice, which was originally hoarse, has become full of masculine magnetism. His facial features are more profound and handsome, and his smile is even more refreshing. Just standing here Attracted the attention of many sisters and sisters.

If Liang Ansheng didn't recognize his scent, Liang Ansheng would not be able to recognize Fu Chengzhou's voice alone.

Zeng Chuan was still so dark, but the simple and honest aura on his body did not fade away. Seeing Liang Ansheng was so excited that he couldn't speak, and after a while he stammered: "Little, little uncle, you seem to have grown taller."

When Liang Ansheng heard this, the corners of his lips that were still smiling suddenly drooped. If he could see it, he would definitely give this dumb guy a hard look.

Thirteen or fourteen years old is the time when he grows taller. Almost a year has passed, and he has only grown less than two centimeters.Originally, Liang Ansheng was more concerned about height, but now Zeng Chuan directly stepped on his dead point.

Seeing that Liang Ansheng became unhappy when he spoke, Zeng Chuan couldn't help looking at Fu Chengzhou who was always smarter in a panic.

Fu Chengzhou shrugged his shoulders towards Zeng Chuan, showing a helpless expression, and then continued to talk about cultivation with Liang Ansheng cheerfully.

While talking to Fu Chengzhou, Liang Ansheng asked 099 to investigate the situation of several disciples around him. There were six men, two women and eight direct disciples, including Liang Ansheng, who were going on missions, and the team leader was a consecrated disciple The senior brothers of the Qing generation, and then Fu Chengzhou, Zeng Chuan, Liang Ansheng, and four new disciples of Qingyuan. Among them, Fu Chengzhou was in the early stage of foundation building, and Zeng Chuan was one step away from building the foundation on the tenth floor of Qi training. On the eighth floor of Qi training in Qingyuan, Liang Ansheng also hid his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, and there were also three disciples of the Qing generation who were in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment.

But here, although Liang Ansheng's cultivation level is not high and he is the youngest, his seniority is the highest.

From Liang Ansheng to Jianlin Peak, the eyes of other people in the team could not help but drift to Liang Ansheng.

Although it is considered a genius to build a foundation within a year, it is not too amazing, but since he is the disciple of Elder Chenxiao, he must have something special.

Any disciple who can enter the personal lineage of Qiankun Sword Sect, no matter in terms of aptitude or character, can definitely pass the test, so even though I envy Liang Ansheng's good luck to be accepted as a disciple by Chen Xiao, he is seldom jealous, and more What is curious.

The male disciple at the consecration period paid a disciple salute to Liang Ansheng, and said respectfully: "This is Junior Uncle Jing Yu, my disciple Qing Ting, under the tutelage of Jing Tan, I will lead the team for this mission. "

Liang Ansheng nodded, "Senior Nephew Qing Ting, Senior Brother Jing Tan mentioned you when he came to Yunxiu Peak the day before yesterday, saying that you are young and promising."

Seeing the smile on Liang Ansheng's lips, Qing Ting couldn't help but have a bad feeling, "The disciple is dull, but he can't bear the words young and promising."

He is a smart person, and the smile on Liang Ansheng's face became even brighter, "Nephew is too modest. I wonder how you have been out of the cloud recently?"

Qing Ting's eyes froze immediately, and the smile on the corner of his lips turned bitter, he said that nothing good happened, he was waiting here, "Maybe he was a little scared a few days ago, and he lost a lot of weight recently."

"I'm thin..."

Hearing Liang Ansheng's protracted tone, Qing Ting's heart also hung high, and he even forgot to breathe.

"Then you can raise it again." Liang Ansheng said lightly, "I will tell Master not to eat barbecue for now."

Qingting took a deep breath and sincerely thanked: "Thank you, little uncle!"

The Izumo in the two populations is a crane, and its owner is Qing Ting. As for why the crane that Chen Xiao asked Jing Tan to become Qing Ting, Qing Ting couldn't see it. Jing Tan sighed and said something He said that he was willing to share the worries of the master, and it happened that he had another precious crane, so he was grabbed by Jingtan.

Regarding the scoundrel behavior of his master, Qing Ting was also helpless, but out of the promise, he couldn't do it. He was worrying about how to get Master Chen Xiao's uncle to dispel the idea of ​​eating cranes. The uncle said that he was so grateful that he was determined to protect this small, thin and invisible little uncle.

The rest of the disciples, who didn't know what to do, were confused when they heard what the two said, but their curiosity was quickly dispelled by Qingting's departure.

Since there are disciples who have not yet established the foundation, and Liang Ansheng has already established the foundation, it is inconvenient to control the sword, so Qingting chose the magic weapon to travel. With a wave of his hand, a small flying boat appeared in front of several people.

After self-cultivation, Liang Ansheng picked up his spiritual power again, and combined with the thoughts generated after the foundation was established, now as long as he wants, he can completely use his spiritual power as his eyes. Just as he was about to board the boat, a soft and mellow female voice appeared In his ear, "Let me help you."

Liang Ansheng paused, then replied with a smile: "Then I would like to thank my nephew."

"Little Martial Uncle, you're welcome." The female disciple's cheeks were flushed, and she seemed a little shy.

This woman is another female disciple in the team besides Qing Yuan. She is a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, her dao name is Qingyi. This character appeared in the plot.

It's just that I didn't expect to be a member of Qiankun Jianzong.

Liang Ansheng found it a little interesting, "Xiao Jiujiu, can you feel the smell of the system in her?"

099 said: "Back to the host, no. But the male disciple named Qingshu behind you has it."

"Can you still eat them now?"

After asking this sentence, Liang Ansheng clearly heard the sound of swallowing saliva, and then 099's somewhat embarrassed voice came, "Yes, yes."

"Recently, several villages have been slaughtered overnight. Even the dogs in the village were killed. They were all killed by a sword. It was horrible, and all the dead were drained of blood in a very short time. According to the description, This should be done by Moxiu, so our mission this time is to detect the traces of Moxiu."

While driving the flying boat, Qing Ting briefly explained the mission. Of course, this was mainly for Liang Ansheng who did not know about the mission, "According to reports, we are going to Honghe Village this time. There are three There are more than a hundred people, according to the route of the demon cultivator, this village should be the next target."

"Senior Brother Qing Ting, how far are we from Honghe Village?" someone asked.

"According to the current speed, it will be up to two hours at most." Qing Ting replied with a smile, and then turned his gaze to the large green farmland below, his smile gradually disappeared, and he sighed softly.

The hot summer afternoon sun covered the inside and outside of the small village. Zhizhi was screaming endlessly on the old banyan tree at the head of the village. There were several old people around the stone table under the tree. At each end of the stone table, there was an old man playing chess. , several four- and five-year-old children ran around, laughing and chasing the yellow-haired puppy under the tree.

Not far away, in the shade of the gate of the courtyard, a woman was threading with a needle and thread in her hand, and a blue cloth shirt with fine stitches was placed on her lap. With a gentle smile on her lips, she stroked her high bulge from time to time. A few hens were quietly pecking rice in the courtyard.

The small village in the afternoon is peaceful and serene.

At this time, a terrified and desperate scream from the other side of the village broke the tranquility.

"what!!!"

The woman holding the needle raised her head, put the thread basket in her hand aside, stood up dragging her stomach, and walked out to look across the village.

"Wow, woof, woof!" the village dog barked, but it stopped abruptly.

Everyone ran out of the house one after another, wanting to see what happened, but as soon as they went out, they were greeted by a silver light with a bloody smell and the end of their bodies being separated.

The bloody smell was getting stronger, and the village was full of desperate pleading and children's terrified cries. However, this did not stop the killing, but added a bit of desolation to the killing. Even the scorching sun in the afternoon It also seemed to become cold and desolate in an instant.

As soon as the flying boat arrived in the sky above Honghe Village, Qing Ting's heart skipped a beat, "Oops, it's late!"

At this time, the originally peaceful small village was dead silent, and the bloody smell emanating from the village could be smelled even hundreds of miles away in the sky.

Qing Shu said: "Brother, let's go down and have a look."

The flying boat landed at the head of the village. Looking from a distance, they saw the banyan tree at the head of the village that looked like it was hundreds of years old. Under the banyan tree lay the shriveled corpses of seven or eight old people. At the root of the banyan tree, not far away were the corpses of several three or four-year-old children. A little yellow dog was lying in front of them. The dog's blood was not sucked away, and it flowed all over the ground. Its body was cut in half. , the first half still maintains an attacking posture, the mouth is wide open, and the clear eyes have lost their luster.

Including Zeng Chuan, several disciples present swallowed their saliva, shocked by such a cruel scene, but Fu Chengzhou's eyes were red. His village also looked like this back then.

Liang Ansheng couldn't see, but his hearing was more sensitive than anyone present. He turned his ears to the outside of the village, and heard a shallow breathing, "There are still living people over there."


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