MTL - The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss-Chapter 358 Past Life Fanwai: One Destiny, One Destiny

Master Kongwu of Jinyun Temple saw her fainted in the wasteland when she was traveling, and out of compassion, he took her back to the temple for treatment.

These are the little monks who came to bring her meals told her.

Jiu Ci has been awake for three days, and the grain of rice has not entered, so the little monk Ren will not move.

I just sit on the bed, I don't eat, drink or sleep, my face is ashes and lifeless.

In the end, the little monk had to ask Master Kongwu for fear that she could not stand it.

If it wasn't for his shaved, at first glance, he would have thought he was the young son of some rich family.

This exceptionally young and beautiful monk is a well-known master of kongwu.

Kong Wu always had a faint smile on his face that saw through the world. He glanced at the cold and untouched food, and a gentle voice came slowly.

With a light and indifferent sentence, no malice could be heard, and she was even thinking about Jiu Ci.

Jiu Ci, who bowed his head silently on the bed, did not answer. After a long silence, the air began to freeze.

Kongwu just waited quietly, very patient, the warm smile on his face did not change.

After a long time, Jiu Ci slowly turned her stiff neck, her dull eyes staring directly at the smiling Kong Wu.

Deep and lifeless, without the vitality and innocence that should be at this age.

"Where's my dad?"

This is the first sentence Jiu Ci said.

"I want to see him." Jiu Ci raised her eyes, looking at Kong Wu's request.

Kong Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, the smile deepened at the corner of his mouth, and nodded with a good temper, "Yes."

Afterwards, Jiu Ci dragged her weak body and followed Kong Wu to Jiuyuan's cemetery.

A very simple tomb, a pile of dirt, and an empty wooden sign.

How can she be better in the future.

I am afraid there is not even a corpse.

Jiu Ci stood quietly in front of Jiuyuan's tombstone for a long time, from dawn to dusk.

From dark to dawn.

The first light of dawn fell on Jiu Ci's pale and delicate face, and the dim eyes reflected a ray of light.

The motionless man moved.

Jiu Ci moved her stiff limbs to kneel in front of the tombstone, took out the crescent moon, and carefully carved the wooden sign with the tip of the knife, stroke by stroke.

My father's tomb in Jiuyuan.

Jiu Ci didn't cry or make trouble. After standing in front of Jiuyuan's tomb for a day and a night, she returned to Jinyun Temple to continue to recover.

One month later, Jiu Ci bid farewell to Master Kongwu and left Jinyun Temple.

Two months later, rumors of the birth of a new devil began to appear in the Cultivation Continent.

Four years later, there are more and more rumors about the new devil on the mainland, which are scary and discolored.

Recently, there are rumors that the devil is still a lewd and lecherous person.

It's just... outrageous.

The people in the tea house were talking vividly, but they didn't know that the person they were talking about was passing by in front of them.

Jiu Ci, who was wearing a scarlet dress and a long dress, was biting the candied haws in his hand with a bitter look.

Jiu Ci bit down a candied gourd and chewed it slowly, walking aimlessly in the market.

Zi Ci was very sad, but she didn't say anything.

Some time ago, she saw an old man dying of starvation, so she distributed half of the food to him.

How do you know that the other party is actually an old Taoist priest with real talents and real skills.

Now this old Taoist priest haunts her all day long, insisting on taking her as an apprentice to teach her Taoism, threatening to train her to be the first person in Taoism.

Why did she, a devil, want to learn a well-known and decent spell?

Thinking of the persevering spirit of the old Taoist priest, Jiu Ci was worried.

Just when Jiu Ci frowned and didn't know how to deal with the stubborn old Taoist priest, he stopped.

As if sensing something, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the second floor of a tea house not far away.

The languid gaze instantly became dangerous and dangerous, and there was no suspicious person found.

Glancing at one of the open windows again, slowly retracting her gaze, frowning in confusion.

She just felt a little bit of being spied on, very secretive but not malicious.

The slender and magnificent lips were slightly hooked, and a pleasant chuckle overflowed.

It can be seen that the owner is in a good mood.

Jiu Ci, who had gone away, didn't take it to heart, after all, there were many people who wanted her life.

Almost ready to go home, Jiu Ci was stopped by the sudden change of fortune.

Looking at the two rays of purple light that suddenly appeared in the flowing fortune, I sighed deeply and had to turn the direction.

Jiu Ci followed the guidance of fortune and came to a damp and dark alley, where most of the homeless beggars lived.

Before I got close, I heard a slap in the face.

"The little beggar doesn't know whether to live or die, yet he dares to run."

"I lost a sum of money, and was chased and beaten by the people from Chunfenglou, damn."

"I'll give it to Lao Tzu, beat him to death, don't hurt your face, I'm still waiting to continue selling money."

There are only vicious curses and physical beatings, no begging or crying.

Jiu Ci walked in slowly, and appeared unprepared in front of a group of gangsters.

Looking at Jiuci's delicate and cute appearance, her eyes became malicious.

"Yo, is the little girl here to play with the brothers?"

Jiu Ci didn't even look at them, his eyes fell directly on the two little beggars who were hugging and relying on each other in the corner.

The two were beaten with bruises and bruises all over their bodies, but they clenched their teeth and did not make a sound.

The eyes of both of them were firm with hatred, stubborn and unwilling to give in.

The two clean faces are really beautiful.

"Do you want to go home with my brother, little sister, it's fun at my brother's house." The leading gangster slowly approached Jiu Ci and stretched out a dirty hand to touch her.

The eyes are lewd and wretched.

The two little beggars huddled in the corners trembled as they looked at Jiu Ci nervously.

They know better than anyone what will happen in the hands of these people.