MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 4 Girl, please mourn

Fortunately, Lin Shu doesn't need to go to the mountains and mountains to find water. Ling Baochen smiled and smiled. The next moment, a white light smashed at him. After coming down, it is a common cleaning spell.

Lin Shu's whole body had a hot tingling sensation. After half a quarter of an hour, the spell stopped, and she had been thoroughly washed by the spiritual force. She felt that her breathing was lighter.

"Yeah," Ling Baochen smiled. "You're so handsome, you look good."

Several people in Ling Baoqing probed to see what tricks he could come up with. After reading, they all laughed and laughed: "This man is really strange. He is neither a fool nor an ugly monster, but makes himself like a muddy ground. Hit the dog. "

Lin Shu was unable to breathe due to their eyes, but would rather be dirty.

The young lady froze coldly here, and finally reluctantly hummed with her nose, which was considered as not peeling Lin Shu's skin.

Ling Baochen asked: "What are your three names?"

Li Jiomao said: "My name is Li Jiomao, and my brother is Li Yamao."

They laughed in a group, and even the young lady had some smiles in her eyes, asking him, "Why are there no feathers?"

Li Yamao respectfully said, "My young lady is so clever, my sister is called Li Goose!"

Ling Baochen looked at Lin Shu again, and Lin Shu said, "Lin Shu."

"Your name is a bit interesting, but what's the meaning?" Ling Baochen asked.

Lin Shu: "No."

Ling Baochen yelled, "You are too boring."

Lin Shu didn't answer.

The name is allegorical, but he doesn't want to speak, because he is really a meaningless person.

The young lady walked forward. "Leave."

The girls trot to keep up, and asked Miss how to find them.

"You are so noisy, you can hear it ten miles away," said the young lady.

The girls do not follow.

The young lady smiled slightly and raised her hand. A butterfly emerged from the night and landed on Ling Baoqing's shoulder.

Ling Baoqing said: "It's Phoenix Butterfly! We also thought about using Phoenix Butterfly to find you, but it's too dark here. Even if the butterfly can find you, we can't find the butterfly."

"Listen," said the young lady. "If you can't hear the sound of the butterfly fluttering, and you encounter Ruiantang's 'Flying Flowers' hidden weapon, why not hold your hands?"

Ling Baoqing obediently said, "Yes, we need to practice more."

Lin Shu heard Li Yamao sighed beside him, and he could not imagine that one could hear the sound of butterflies fluttering.

If a person wants to hear the sound of butterfly fluttering, he must have experienced an unusually long practice. This patience and stamina alone are far beyond ordinary people.

When a person has such patience and determination, martial arts and cultivation must also stand out.

This young lady who is about to peel off when she meets is indeed a simple young lady.

Lin Shuzheng was thinking, and suddenly heard Ling Baochen said, "Why did the young lady go back so long before coming back, is the corpse king really so powerful?"

The young lady said: "Easy to kill, but difficult to catch alive. The King of the Corpses did not lose his mind. After I caught him, I asked him to tell the truth about the city. If I did n’t say it, I would start from the shoulder blades. Broke him a bone. "

Lin Shu: "..."

It's a cruel man.

Just listen to the girls continue to ask, "Did he say that?"

"Say," said the young lady, stroking the scabbard with her right hand, and said, "In the fourteenth year of Yongguang, the generals in Minzhou City had the lone and sincere king. They gathered for the uprising. Officials, scholars, knights ... all killed! "

The girls said "ah".

The lady continued: "The sorrow of the deceased turned into a ghost, and the city of Minzhou is indeed a ghost city."

Ling Baochen's voice trembled: "So ... we have to sue the owner?"

The young lady said, "Things that cannot be settled by the dynasty can't be settled naturally."

"Also ..." Ling Baoqing said, "Will we go?"

"I'd like to meet the lonely general who gathered up the rebellion and ask something." Said the young lady.

The people of Fenghuangshan Villa are naturally the head of Miss Wei, and Lin Shu is casual, but Li Jiomao and Li Yamao are very scared. They asked Lin Shu: "What shall we do?"

Lin Shu walked to the side, distanced him, and said blankly, "Follow."

Li Yamao said, "That's a ghost town."

Lin Shu: "Then you go back."

Li Yamao: "..."

You can't go back to nature, even if you don't know what the young lady's idea is, you have to keep up.

He beat the living corpse along the way and moved forward. About two hours later, he finally reached the main gate of Minzhou City.

Lin Shu's fragile body was almost out of reach. He took two breaths and took all the will to support him, but let the young lady look a few more times.

The young lady raised her hand to knock at the gate, apparently using her spiritual power, knocking the heavy gate of Yu Gao out of a dull snoring sound.

Subsequently, the young lady spoke loudly: "Lingzhou Lingfeng Xiao, see General Dugu."

——The original name is Ling Fengxiao, but it's a pretty name.

A few moments later, a hoarse voice rang out: "It has been a long time since the city of Minzhou has escaped the world. Why don't you see any foreigners?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "Looking for someone."

"who?"

"As the saying goes, marry chickens with chickens, marry dogs with dogs, and marry ghosts naturally with ghosts," Ling Fengxiao said lightly. Your city is looking. "

"Girl, please wait."

About half a quarter of an hour later, the voice rang again: "The general said that if there is such a ghost in the city, it is not unreasonable for the girl to marry into the city of Minzhou. May I ask the girl husband's name and birthday.

Ling Fengxiao: "I don't know."

Across the city wall, Lin Shu could feel the gatekeeper's speechless.

It took a while before the janitor continued: "Girls know what to say, though."

Ling Fengxiao: "..."

I also paused for a while before saying, "Age 16 and below, regardless of gender."

The janitor surprised, "Doesn't the girl even know men and women?"

Ling Fengxiao calmly said: "Spoofs sometimes can't distinguish between men and women, but I'm afraid you're wrong."

The gatekeeper said: "Don't hide the girl said that if the girl's Lang Jun is below sixteen at this time, she was just a young child ten years ago. She has a weak soul and cannot become a ghost, and she is no longer alive."

Ling Fengxiao said: "Then look for his master, who is an immortal monarch named Tao Yuanjun."

The gatekeeper replied: "Cultivators tend to be cold-hearted, lack resentment, and cannot be ghosts, and the girls grieve."

Li Yamao snorted and whispered to Li Jimao: "Even if the young lady is the world's most beautiful girl, she will become the world's most beautiful widow today. But after all, it doesn't sound good. "

Ling Fengxiao turned to look at him, her eyes were cold, and she scared Li Yamao into a quail with her head down.

I only heard Ling Fengxiao continue to tell the gatekeeper: "So, I will leave, but there is still a word to tell General Dugu."

Janitor: "Please."

"Now the war between the North Dynasty and the North Xia Kingdom is fierce. If the generals abandon the dark and cast themselves out, they may be released from the dynasty."

The gatekeeper smiled with a shudder: "The dynasty lost me a lot of Minzhou City. Unless the dynasty is changed, Minzhou will never help Nanxia to die. Please go back."

Ling Fengxiao was not entangled on this topic, and said, "Is there really no two in the city?"

"No, really." The janitor tone was earnest.

The young lady was so annoyed that she could see it.

Among the people of Phoenix Villa, the youngest Ling Baojing cried in the back.

The young lady is indeed widowhood!

Seeing them go back, Li Jiumao trembled, "Our village ..."

The most kind Ling Baochen said to Ling Fengxiao: "Miss, let's take them out of town."

Ling Fengxiao was in a bad mood. She had a bad temper. She looked around Lin Shu and the three of them, but she said, "I let them die."

A short while later he said, "Send the villagers to settle in Ning'an."

The girls responded and started the journey, cursing softly as they walked: "This man who has suffered a thousand swords is dead!"