C145 (2/2)
Meow … Little Fishy still likes the Beast King, Little Fishy was just lying to you.
I know.
A smile that was like flowers bloomed on Bai Ze's seduced red lips as he said, ”Pinch your meat pad for me.”
Little Fishy mewled pitifully, turning into a palm-sized kitten and jumping onto the bed. Only then did Bai Ze open his eyes, and seriously pinched his plum blossom feet, and muttered strangely: Why is it so cute …
Little Fishy, on the other hand, looked at the dignified King of Divine Beast with a face full of black lines: This Meow is very cute to begin with!
In the future, she did not even need to follow Chang Ge to find the Drunken Flower Shadow. Furthermore, she did not go back on her words and continued to bring snacks to this greedy cat.
From then on, Xiaoyu made up her mind. Other than her master, Beast King and Dongfang, the person she liked the most was Su Qimeng!
In the past few days, the only major event in Qinghua was that Sect Leader Li Weng was already very ill.
Those disciples who had graduated from his tutelage, those who were still alive, all rushed to the sides of the bed to serve him with filial piety.
Zhang Ge did not feel mourning for Xiao Ziyang, but seeing that she was about to die, she had no grudges against him. When she followed Xiao Ziyang to the palace, she saw that many disciples were busy building new Flashy Hall.
But this had nothing to do with Changge, she was just following Xiao Ziyang to visit Li Weng. In order to prevent Li Weng from dying from anger when he saw her, she wisely chose to wait outside.
Li Weng's room was filled with the scent of medicine. It seemed like this old man who had lived for more than two thousand years still did not have enough life. No one would think that his life was too long.
Lin Qi and a group of disciples were still serving inside the house on the one foot mountain. When they saw Xiao Ziyang had arrived, they called out Senior Brother Xiao and left the room.
The old man on the bed was old, without a trace of elegance. His skin was full of wrinkles, shriveled and weak, and his hair was already gray.
Looking at the person before the bed, his muddy eyes rolled: I still have some time to live.
Xiao Ziyang could not bear it. She had a knot in her heart regarding her master, Martial Uncle, and her junior brother Zuo Tianxing …
If it weren't for them, the person he loved wouldn't have been pushed onto the Immortal Execution Stage two thousand years ago.
However, it was also because of them. While he was wandering around the gates of hell, they had exhausted all of their cultivation to help him open his eyes.
Because of this, his master had also turned into ashes. This was his fate when he wanted to leave but could not.
If Sect Leader does not have the strength to support it, they might as well enter the cycle of reincarnation earlier. On the contrary, Xiao Ziyang was indifferent to life and death, his expression and eyes were as calm as the moonlight, unperturbed and awe-inspiring to the extreme.
Unless you can chase that girl out of Qinghua, regardless of her life or death, this old man will not be able to close his eyes for a day …
Xiao Ziyang had already expected him to say this: What crime does a mortal have? It was not her fault that she had such a baleful aura about her, but she was treated as an abnormal person in Qinghua and all her Immortal Cultivation Sect misunderstood her. If she were to leave Qinghua at this moment, it was unknown who she would lose to in the future.
Because of his words, Li Weng was extremely angry. He coughed several times to calm himself down: ”How did you agree to this old man's request? You said that you only treated her as an ordinary disciple of Qinghua, and you asked yourself, do you treat Qinghua's disciples the same way you treat her? Isn't it because she looks like that person...
No! Xiao Ziyang interrupted him with a cold tone: While appearances can be similar, character is vastly different. Furthermore, that person had already been sent to the Immortal Execution Archipelago, so Martial Uncle shouldn't bring it up ever again.