Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter 8 Xie Muling’S Top Brain Hole

On that day, all the ninety-three disciples of Jianshe Tang gathered at Wuzhifeng.

In one night, five houses that would later be called villas were cast.

The furniture inside is readily available, which can be called a boutique decoration, and you can move in with a bag.

Although the construction is very good, there is one thing that surprises Zhang Qifan.

That is, the spacing between each of these houses is huge.

Totally bunched up.

Such a style really surprised Zhang Qifan.

He had asked the disciples of the construction hall, but their answers were all surprisingly uniform.

“The Four Elders arranged for us to do this, and we don’t know why.”

After much toil in the middle of the night, the five large villas were fully completed.

The ninety-three disciples worked so hard, which moved Zhang Qifan very much.

Put forward the idea of ​​arranging for disciples to have supper.

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of all ninety-three disciples lit up.

Heaven and earth conscience.

After receiving a notice from the afternoon to come here to build a house.

Don’t talk about eating, they haven’t even got a drop of water in.

Not only that, after ninety-three people went up the mountain, they didn’t rest for a second.

Everyone was exhausted and exhausted, all panting.

When I was working for my own family, I didn’t do so much.

Now I can finally rest, and the elder is still in charge of supper.

Why not do it?

There were even some young cultivators, tears in their eyes began to flicker.

The building elder brother Meiji grasped Zhang Qifan’s hands.

Choked: “Three Elders, thank you very much, we…”

The words are not over yet.

Xie Muling’s figure appeared in the moonlight, standing ten steps behind Zhang Qifan.

Although there are no words, the cold light on the silver spear is enough to explain everything.

Looking at the icy figure.

The ninety-three disciples instantly made a choice when confronted with the two options of being saturated with Death.

Meiji instantly released Zhang Qifan’s hands.

Then he said solemnly: “Elder, we are not hungry, and we are not tired at all.

Feel free to contact us at Flying Sword if you have any questions about construction.

It’s getting late, farewell. ”

After finishing speaking, the ninety-three disciples flew down the mountain at the speed of escape.

There are several lowly disciples of Cultivation Base who cannot fly with their swords.

In addition, after working for such a long time, not even a drop of water has entered, and my legs are a little weak.

Suddenly he fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Qifan hurriedly wanted to step forward to help him.

But those disciples burst out with a strong desire to leave.

Even if you fall to the ground and can’t stand up, you have to roll down the mountain.

Under the shroud of night, a few not-so-round spheres were constantly rolling over, so spectacular.

Zhang Qifan couldn’t help but sigh: “What a good comrade, you only work and don’t eat.

In order to be afraid of giving money, I have to roll away. Nice guy. ”

In my heart, I silently praise the disciples who built the church!

Zhang Qifan nodded slightly, then walked towards the house behind him.

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

He looked at the tall stone beside him.

No, it seems that there were no stones here just now.

Zhang Qifan walked over and took a look.

I saw that this one-person-high stone was uneven, like an unpolished female sculpture.

Tsk tsk, indeed it looks more and more like.

Zhang Qifan patted the stone with his hand and said with a chuckle, “Not bad, there is room for improvement.”

The next second, the mutation suddenly started.

The stone began to shake slightly.

This scene suddenly shocked Zhang Qifan.

What do you mean, is this stone also a monkey?

Zhang Qifan watched for a while as if he was facing an enemy.

After confirming that there is no abnormality, I am relieved.

Thinking: It seems that it is because of his too much power after being promoted to Nascent Soul.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qifan walked towards the newly built house.

As everyone knows, wait for him to enter the house.

The stone flashed with silver light and turned into a silver-haired girl with a silver gun in her arms.

Xie Muling’s pretty face flushed, and she looked down at the folds on the clothes in front of her, her breathing became messy.

How can the three brothers do this?

Was it really shot by hand?

How can it be so precise?

Wait, something is wrong.

The third senior brother seemed to have said, “Not bad, there is room for improvement.”

Room for improvement?

Could it be that the third senior brother has seen through my Transfiguration, but he has not exposed me.

Yes, definitely so.

Otherwise, how can it be said that there is still room for improvement.

But since he has seen through it, doesn’t that mean that he took those two shots on purpose.

Thinking of this, Xie Muling’s face turned red several times.

I hate it, Senior Brother, do you want to use a direct way to determine our direct relationship?

This kind of thing is really embarrassing.

He turned to look at the house behind him.

Xie Muling stomped her feet suddenly and turned into a stream of light and flew into the distance.

…

The next morning.

Zhang Qifan got up early and breathed in the fresh air on Wuzhifeng.

By the way, I couldn’t help but sigh about the power of the construction hall.

Not only is the house built, but the furniture inside is also readily available.

Simply five star reviews.

After entering the Nascent Soul period, the life span has reached 800 years.

But the practice of practice is like rowing a boat against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.

There must be a race against time.

After all, this world of self-cultivation is still very dangerous.

In order to further increase the strength.

Zhang Qifan made a correct decision.

That is to go to the mountain to urge disciple Ye Hongluan to practice.

After all, it is impossible to practice asceticism, and relying on the disciple’s breakthrough is the kingly way.

Zhang Qifan went up the mountain to find Ye Hongluan, but found that there was no one in the room.

Could it be that?

Zhang Qifan eagerly flew to the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, on the top of the mountain, Ye Hongluan was still looking at the sword marks on the boulder.

Since it was the early morning rain and dew, she didn’t care if her clothes were wet.

The back of Zhang Qifan’s hands gradually turned into stone, posing as a master.

Then he walked slowly to Ye Hongluan’s side and asked softly, “Have you slept all night?”

“Yes!”

Ye Hongluan still stared at the boulder.

The corner of Zhang Qifan’s mouth raised a nice arc.

Continue to say softly: “The road is far away, it is not an overnight Insight, you should go to rest first.”

Ye Hongluan turned around and looked at Zhang Qifan very seriously.

Word by word: “Master, I have Insight!”

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