The premonition of the unknown is getting stronger and stronger.
When Yue Pan ran away, he looked back several times and saw no one at all.
He didn't let his heart down, and focused on running off the beaten track.
The elderly body was weak and couldn't support it for that long. On the way, he couldn't help but stop to take a breath.
At that moment, a wave of anxiety swept through my heart.
He looked back abruptly, and met a chubby face.
Any cute face suddenly enlarged, it is quite scary.
Being a thief with a guilty conscience like Yue Pan, he didn't react at once and sat directly on the ground.
The little milk baby fell on the ground, tilting her head to look at the person.
"Hey, you seem to have done a lot of bad things, how did you live to this age?"
The little finger pointed to the sky.
"Why God hasn't collected you yet?"
Yue Pan was uncertain, and after standing firm, he carefully looked at the little nanny.
In the entire metaphysical circle, there are a lot of talented people, but they are so amazing that they are so amazing that they can't compare with the ancestor of Qingshuiguan and Yuntian who is said to have passed away.
Others accumulate their own strength by age and experience, but like the little milk baby and Master Yuntian, they are chased by the heavens to feed them.
Even if they are full, they still don't let it go, and they refuse to look at other people.
So Master Yun Tian was killed.
And this little nanny must be what Jin Liang said, the closed disciple of Yun Lao San in the legend.
The killing intent flashed past.
Viciously climbed up to Yue Pan's no longer young face.
He thought, why are all good things being taken up by Qingshui Guan?
Their ancestors are so powerful, and they have researched so many treasures.
All the treasures left over thousands of years ago were taken away by their family.
As a result, they also found a Yuntian Master in Qingshui View.
Thanks to that Master Yun Tian was unsatisfied, and wanted to avenge his master, provoking all directions, and was besieged and killed.
Now that Master Yun Tian is dead, there is another little baby so powerful.
He made a decision to deal with the child now and not give her a chance to grow up.
"Xiang is born from the heart," the little milk baby curled her lips and took out the money sword. "You look like a badass!"
When Yue Pan saw the sword, his eyes were red.
"Sure enough, all these good things are in your Qingshui View!"
He was incompetent and furious: "Lao San Yun gave you this thing, is it right that you will be the next observer?"
He laughed a few times with 'hoho'.
"If I kill the future Qingshui watchers here, will the old man Yun just die of anger?"
His big eyes stared round.
The anger made the little milk baby blow up.
"My master is living well, you are the one who will be **** off!"
The little milk baby was so angry that she rushed over with her sword.
The two began to fight, and they were on par.
Who is the little milk baby? Not only does she have a talent for metaphysics, she also has skills, and a lot of treasures from her master.
Take out three clearing bells, just shake them, and people with unhealthy minds will feel unsteady.
At the moment when Yue Pan was stunned, the little milk baby struck it with a sword.
"Lele cut you off!"
Yue Pan recovered in time and was worthy of avoiding it, but his hair was still shaved, and his head would almost suffer.
"you!"
Yue Pan realized that this little baby had too many good things.
"Lao San Yun is so relieved that you are carrying these things alone?"
Take a closer look, the little milk baby is still a Qiankun bag hanging around her waist.
That was the Universe Bag that could be counted by one hand under the sky, and it was actually given to the little milk baby.
It's no wonder that this little nanny can take out so many good things anytime and anywhere, and they must all be put in the Qiankun bag.
Greedy eyes fell on Qiankun's bag.
"You want to steal something Lele!"
The little milk baby is even more angry.
Snack goods protect food, small fortune fans protect treasures, but unfortunately, the little milk baby is all occupied.
"You really are a thief, shameless!"
The little nurse cursed, jumped up and attacked Yue Pan.
She has been looking for opportunities to get close.
As long as you get close and ban the spells of two people at the same time, you can win with your fist.
Several times before, the little milk baby relied on this trick, tried and tested repeatedly.
Coincidentally, Yue Pan is very vigilant and has always avoided being close.
The two are still on par.
The little milk baby is even more angry.
The eyeballs turned randomly, and the little milk baby suddenly pretended to be staggered and slumped directly on the ground.
[Divine Mathematical System: Lele, played it. 】
Little milk baby doesn't think so.
The sword she used was always very big, and it swayed every time. It's normal for her to stand unsteady.
Yue Pan didn't want to miss any opportunity at all, and directly resorted to a killer move.
The little milk baby rolled away and avoided.
The blue veins on Yue Pan's forehead were beating.
One to chase, one to roll.
When she rolled under a tree, the little nanny suddenly kicked the trunk, rushing over like an arrow from the string, and hit Yue Pan by surprise.
This time, he couldn't dodge at all, and watched the little milk baby's sword slash over.
"Boom!"
The little milk baby hit the ground directly, and the sword in her hand flew out.
Sitting up dazedly, rubbing her temples, the little milk baby looked around blankly.
Yue Pan, who should have been cut by her, slipped away, leaving only the man's jacket with a hole in the place.
[Divine Arithmetic System: He used a forbidden technique. It was not him that you cut, but the guy who was regarded as a substitute for the dead ghost. 】
Since it is called a forbidden technique, this trick is quite insidious.
Sometimes, some people die suddenly for some reason, and it has something to do with this.
However, it is very difficult to decide on the conditions for death. It can only be said that the one who died for the death trusts Yue Pan too much.
The man ran away, but the clothes and the abacus in the clothes were still there.
"This abacus is so familiar!"
Before the little milk baby chased it over, but it was counted, this trip will have a big harvest.
At this moment, she was holding the abacus, obviously taking it as a gain.
"Ah, it's Zhao Ershu's abacus!"
The little milk baby was so anxious that her little face was wrinkled.
"Has something happened to Zhao Ershu?"
There was water vapor in the big eyes immediately.
Seeing Dou's tears about to fall, the system quickly appeased her.
[The abacus system: Take a closer look, this abacus is not Zhao Er's, there is still a difference. 】
The little girl stared at the abacus with tears in her eyes.
"It's the same, look at this little flower, they are exactly the same as Zhao Ershu's!"
If the system had a body, it would definitely be anxious.
It's a pity that it's stats, so you can't do such a difficult action.
[Mythological calculation system: No, look at the material. The material of this abacus is ancient wood, which is a good thing. The one in Zhao's second hand is obviously made of random wood, which is modeled on this one. 】
The little milk baby wiped her tears and looked serious.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but wipe the abacus clean.
After confirming that this was also a good thing, he couldn't help but put the abacus into the universe bag.
"Since it was picked up by Lele, it is Lele's thing."
The little milk baby didn't plan to return it to Yue Pan at all.
She picked up Yue Pan's coat, then picked up the money sword, and walked slowly towards the way she came.
Zhang Zhai.
The couple shivered.
They were looking for their son, but they were trapped in the house by Hundred Ghosts.
When he was unable to do anything, Zhang's father suddenly called out, clutching his shoulders.
Zhang Mu looked over and found that Zhang's father had been poked with a sharp weapon in the shoulder.
"Oh my God, what is going on?"
"Ambulance, you have to call an ambulance!"
Chapter end
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