MTL - Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading-Chapter 37 not dead?

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The person here is tall and tall, almost only slightly shorter than Chen Luo, half a head taller than Lian Ai. He is dressed in a graceful palace costume, with a pattern of Phoenix Yufei embroidered on the front, and his long hair is twisted into a bun, which is full of treasures. She didn't cover her face like Lian Ai, showing a beautiful face, with a deep outline and a pair of eyebrows like swords, revealing a fierceness, highlighting the heroic spirit of a woman. That kind of temperament that has lived on people for a long time has no reason to make people heartbroken, but it is a few levels higher than Lian Ai's arrogance.

"Master..." Lian Ai stretched out her hand to hold the opponent, but her hand passed through the opponent's body.

"Shadow Gu?" Lian Ai reacted instantly, this is not the arrival of her master's real body, but the other party planted a shadow Gu in her body, which came through projection.

Master Lian Ai glanced sideways at Lian Ai, frowning slightly: "Even the life Gu has been severely injured, no wonder the shadow Gu will activate on its own, pulling my mind to come!"

Lian Ai's eyes showed a look of grievance: "Master, it was this kid who hurt me... He also swallowed the heart of the text." Lian Ai pointed at Chen Luo.

At this time, Chen Luo was barely supporting, and the ghost-faced butterfly's technique had brought him great harm.

Master Lian Ai glanced at Chen Luo and frowned slightly: "Soul fusion technique? That's all, then come back with me..."

Saying that, the other party stretched out his hand to grab Chen Luo. Chen Luo was about to run the demonic energy all over his body to resist, and suddenly felt that the energy in his whole body was suddenly evacuated, the demonic energy all over his body shrank into the body, and a feeling of weakness poured out.

The meteor patterns all over his body quickly faded away. When the last pattern disappeared, there was a "bang" on his left shoulder, and the little frog reappeared, lying on Chen Luo's shoulder, looking tired.

"I can't stand it anymore..."

Chen Luo's feet softened, he fell to the ground, looked at Master Lian Ai who was grabbing at him, and realized that there was absolutely no hope of turning the tables, he reluctantly said, "Brother Frog, hurry up..."

The little frog seemed to give Chen Luo a blank look. How did it think that Chen Luo could **** so much? Now it's even struggling to stick out its tongue, so is it still going? How to go?

But at this moment, Master Lian Ai's movements suddenly stopped, she seemed to notice something, and then her eyes fell on the little frog, frowning slightly: "Why do you have the breath of that Taoist golden toad on you? What is it? people?"

"Huh..." The little frog snorted weakly.

Only then did Master Lian Ai look left and right, and a surprised expression appeared: "This is... Floating Cloud Mountain?"

Master Lian Ai hurriedly turned around, returned to Lian Ai's side, stretched out his hand a little bit forward, and a space vortex appeared.

"Lian Ai, go back with the teacher!"

"But Master, that stinky boy..."

"He has merged with the descendants of Daomen Jinchan. He can't be killed or taken away, otherwise he will attract people from Daomen."

"But……"

"This place is Floating Cloud Mountain. If it attracts the attention of the old Jinchan, it will only be a projection for the teacher and cannot **** you back! Be obedient!"

Lian stomped her feet angrily, turned her head, and looked at Chen Luo, who was sitting on the ground, almost unable to move.

"Stinky boy, if you are lucky, I will come to you again!"

Chen Luo spat out a mouthful of **** phlegm: "Little Master is waiting for you! Next time, I will kill you!"

Lian Ai turned around and walked into the vortex of space. Master Lian Ai also looked back at Chen Luo and suddenly smiled.

"We'll meet again!"

After speaking, Master Lian Ai also walked into the space vortex, and then the space vortex dissipated.

Chen Luo stared at the place where the vortex of space disappeared for a full minute, nothing unusual happened, he felt relieved, and suddenly felt severe pain all over his body, and a sense of powerlessness and emptiness emerged.

The little frog didn't get much better either. He saw that his eyelids were heavy, and when his belly rolled over, he fell off Chen Luo's shoulder and fell unconscious.

One person and one frog just lay in the rubble...

……

In the dreamland of flowers, Chen Luo was also lying on the ground, unconscious.

A familiar voice entered Chen Luo's mind.

"Owner……"

Chen Luo's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Owner……"

Chen Luo heard the call clearly, as if struck by lightning, and woke up instantly, he recognized the voice.

The black cat Daizong!

Chen Luo quickly got up and looked around: "Dai Zong! Where are you? Dai Zong!"

"Owner……"

The voice sounded again, and Chen Luoxun looked at the sound, and it came from the forest in the Red Dust Realm.

Chen Luo quickly rushed over and ran on the avenue of the Red Dust Realm, with pen trees standing on both sides.

Chen Luo ran wildly, looking for the source of the voice.

"Owner……"

Finally, Chen Luo found a tree in the forest of books.

A withered tree.

Chen Luo stepped forward, put his hand on the tree, and instantly understood that the tree was "Swordsman".

"Daizong, how are you? Are you all right?"

"Owner……"

"Speak up, how are you doing now? What's going on here?"

"Owner……"

No matter how Chen Luo asked, the voice seemed to be only able to repeat this sentence. Chen Luo became more and more anxious.

"Spirit of the secret realm! Come out to me! What the **** is going on here! Come out to me!" Chen Luo suddenly remembered that the black cat and Zhong Kui had said that there was a spirit of the secret realm in the secret realm of the book forest, maybe only it could answer his own question question.

A gust of wind blew up out of thin air and rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the leaves finally gathered into a human shape.

"In the spirit of the lower secret realm, I have seen the Lord!" The leaf humanoid bowed slightly, "It is inconvenient for this subordinate to show up, otherwise it will attract the attention of the powerhouses in this world~www.novelbuddy.com~ What is the problem with the Lord? Please ask quickly."

"What happened to Daizong? What happened to Zhong Kui?" Chen Luo asked quickly.

The spirit of the secret realm said, "The aura has dissipated, and it cannot be revealed to the outside world for the time being."

Chen Luo was overjoyed: "Didn't you die?"

"The book spirit is the manifestation of the power of the book, the book is immortal, and the natural book spirit is immortal."

"Then how to make them recover?"

"Let more people recite books, and naturally they can reunite the aura and reproduce the outside world!"

"It turns out that more readers are needed." Chen Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and while the spirit of the secret realm was still there, he continued to ask, "If I want to get new books, what do I need to do?"

"The way of heaven here does not allow these books to appear. Only by offsetting the luck can we come to the world. The Lord only needs to gather enough luck to exchange for books."

"Then the martial arts..." Chen Luo was about to ask, but the spirit of the secret realm suddenly said, "Someone noticed me, and my subordinates will retire first. The master will know about the secret realm in the future."

As soon as the voice fell, the human shape of the leaves collapsed and became a pile of ordinary leaves again.

Chen Luo raised his head to look at the sky, and then retracted his gaze after a while.

What kind of world powerhouse has nothing to do with him now.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, patted the withered "Swordsman" and muttered: "Dai Zong, and Zhong Kui, wait a minute, we will meet again soon..."

……

Outside in the floating clouds and mountains, the night is as cool as water.

Chen Luo and the little frog had been lying on the ground for several hours, and a figure gradually approached and walked slowly from a distance, gradually approaching them.

The moon jumped out of the clouds, and the moonlight sprinkled on the earth, illuminating the figure...

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