Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers Chapter 437

Qiu Ji avoided it for the first time.

He looked directly into the air.

There is a small drone there, and at this moment, someone is standing on it with one foot.

The white coat was fluttering in the wind, and he was in a trance, as if he was returning to a few decades ago.

When I first saw Master Yun, the other party stood on a branch with one foot and looked at him condescendingly, which made him very unhappy.

When he saw Master Yun's young face clearly, he shuddered even more subconsciously.

"You, you are not old at all!"

Master Yun Tian stood on a drone on one foot, his eyes squinting.

Before he was crazy, his character was very bad, and after he was crazy, he was even more unscrupulous.

"Thanks to your Heming View's forbidden technique," Master Yun Tian pretended to be stinky and touched his face, "This beauty-retaining technique is so easy to use."

Since it is a forbidden technique, it is not available to everyone.

But the people of Heming View are not reconciled. They practice secretly, hoping that they can be younger and live longer, and maybe they can kill the geniuses in Qingshui View.

They stole Qingshuiguan's spirit control technique, and Master Yun turned his head and stole their beauty-preserving technique.

The annoying thing is that they stole the spirit control technique, but they couldn't practice it well. They couldn't summon many Yin Soldiers, and they might not be willing to work for them.

As for Master Yun, his beauty-preserving skills are better than all Taoist priests of Heming Temple.

For example, Qiu Ji, because his master Qiu Tiancheng has high hopes for him, he has been asked to practice the beauty-retaining technique since he was a child.

Now he has been practicing for more than sixty years, but he only looks like a fifty-year-old man, his hair is still gray.

As for Master Yun, he had only practiced for a year, and he was far ahead of them.

Today, Master Yun Tian looks only in his twenties, and he is still very beautiful!

Master Yun Tian touched his face again.

"Envy, don't you envy after hell?"

The smirk was fleeting, and Master Yun Tian drew the talisman empty-handed, and countless golden talismans turned into a rain of arrows and attacked Qiu Ji.

Qiu Ji could only resist in a hurry.

When he was young, he often fought with Master Yuntian and was already familiar with these routines.

However, when a golden light entered, he vomited blood directly.

"impossible!"

He glared, "Your skill is actually better than before..."

Feelings of jealousy, unwillingness, and resentment flooded in.

Qiu Ji gritted his teeth and attacked directly.

Except for a veteran with a shaved arm, several other people are busy eliminating those white fat people who keep growing.

"What the **** is going on with these paper people? They grow out one by one like mushrooms!"

Fatty Bai is powerful, but they have a way to deal with it.

After hurriedly solving Fatty Bai, the remaining few hesitated.

"Qiu Ji gave us a chance to leave to Tianshi Shangyun, can't we leave?"

At the moment of life, these stubborn guys chose to leave Qiu Ji without hesitation.

They had long been dissatisfied with Qiu Ji's occupying too many benefits.

However, Qiu Ji was so powerful, they thought of him as his head, and divided some soup to drink.

But now Yun Da has come to the door, Qiu Ji will probably be dead, who cares for him!

Together, the few people all ran away when no new fat white guy had grown out. Even the one who had broken his arm ran away.

"My hand! My hand!"

The old man with his broken arm was wailing all the time, and several people were upset.

One person suddenly reacted.

"That's not right, Yunda never used a sword, who opened the van?"

Another person also recalled: "Yunda is not good at controlling paper, who made those fat green and fat people?"

A milky voice came.

"Of course it is Lele~"

A few people were surprised, and when they fixed their eyes, there was a little doll just a few meters away from them.

This doll looks small, carved and jade, white and fat, very cute, and has big eyes.

However, as practitioners look at the bones, they find that this little doll is quite talented.

"The new disciple of Qingshui Guanshou?"

"Look at the sword in her hand!"

That is a money sword.

Many Taoist priests use money swords, and anyone who knows the goods can see that this one in the hands of the little milk baby is the one handed down in history. It is said to be one of the treasures of Qingshuiguan.

"Isn't this sword in Yunsan?"

Everyone looks ugly.

"Could it be that she is the closed disciple of Chengyun Sanshou?"

They knew that Yun San had accepted a closed disciple a few years ago, and it is said that they are not very old. Yun San liked it very much, but he didn't let the disciple go down the mountain.

No one thought that the closed disciple would be a little doll.

Calculated by time, when Yun San accepted this disciple, this little baby was afraid that it was still in her infant.

One person said angrily: "What a good thing is taken by their Shimizukan!"

More people are coveting and retaliating.

"A few of us work together, can't we still beat a little baby? Go straight!"

The little milk baby is holding a sword, and a raging fire is burning in her big eyes.

"It turns out that you hurt Master, and Lele will never let it go!"

The two sides fought.

According to their strength, this group of people is definitely not the opponent of the little milk baby.

What's more, the little milk baby doesn't take the usual path at all.

After an old man knocked down the sword in her hand, she was immediately happy.

"Without weapons, I see how you are making trouble!"

The little milk baby tilted her head, squeezed her fist, and struck it directly.

"what!"

After discovering that the fists were more useful, the little milk baby beat them one by one.

The puppet cat that had been hiding by the side also rushed out, jumped directly onto one person, and moved his mouth directly.

The cat's teeth are also very sharp.

The situation is a bit chaotic.

The puppet cat kept looking at the little milk baby.

[Divine calculation system: Lele, act according to plan! 】

The little milk baby didn't care, she found that the fist can really solve a lot of problems!

[Divine calculation system: Lele, Qin Ping is here, if you make a private decision, he will be angry. 】

The little milk baby could only stop, picked up the sword, and ran away quickly.

Although the legs are short, but the frequency is fast, the speed is still fast.

A few old men who had been beaten up and swollen, didn't even think about it, just caught up with them.

"She ran away!"

"It can't hurt Yun San, it's good to hurt his apprentice!"

That is a lawn.

The little milk baby ran to the lawn, immediately stopped, turned around, and made faces at several people.

"Garbage! A bunch of garbage!"

"The defeated men, you are all defeated by the master!"

Respecting the elderly also depends on the person.

At least these few have done a lot of detrimental people, and they are not worthy of respect.

A few people roared over, before they had time to say anything, the metal net hidden in the lawn gathered directly.

Several people were directly packed and hung in the air.

At this time, the invisibility talisman attached to the machine became invalid, revealing its original appearance.

Several veterans glared in anger, "We were recruited, and we are really good disciples of Yun San, so despicable!"

Saying that, several people secretly prepared to use spells to clear the siege.

The little milk baby chanted a long series of spells quickly and grabbed it with her hand.

"receive!"

Those talisman paper cinnabar compasses flew out one after another and piled on the ground.

Several people were dumbfounded.

Chapter end

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