Hu Qing was startled: "Why fight? We are civilized people, and civilized people must be reasonable."
Who believes this? Senior Sister Hu's reputation has never depended on civilization.
After the nine people held their mobile phones for a long time, they compiled a complete list and gave it to her.
Hu Qing took it over and shook it casually. The folded pages stretched out like water sleeves, with words all over them.
The font is strong and nice, but not too much?
With such a long list - do the nine sects and nine tribes still have friends? No matter how outstanding you are, you can't be so outstanding that you don't have a single friend, right?
She decisively closed the memorial and changed the direction: "Those who are still friendly with us, please make a list."
This time it was quick, a routine All sizes of paper are listed.
The right hand is a thick fold, and the left hand is a thin paper. The weight of both hands... is very heavy.
Originally Hu Qing wanted to do some tricks to make people sick, but she just did it on the way home. But looking at this amount now... forget it, she has been away from home for too long and is eager to return. In this final stretch, she doesn't want to cause trouble at all.
As for not being able to recruit new disciples, we can brainstorm ideas after we go back. Moreover, only when we go back can we have the manpower to do things.
So, she calmly put away the two lists and asked: "Are there any other disciples who are out there who want to go back together?"
"Yes, yes - ah, let's ask first Zongli.”
Hu Qing Watching them talking non-stop with their mobile phones, I thought to myself, it’s hard not to rely on mobile phones, but it’s still inconvenient to take them out and take them in like this. I changed it to a watch like the shark - fight It is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries during the operation, so we still need to think about it again.
Speaking of pondering, she turned to Lao Xiang: "Bring me your body bag to see."
The old elephant was stunned for a moment, and then he respectfully presented a new, unused bag.
Hu Qing said to everyone and went into the room to study his pockets.
Hu Ran was lying on the bed. The dark gray satin bedding made him look bad. Hu Qing thought for a while, found embroidery thread from the space, used his spiritual power to extract the required color, broke the thread, and stopped it in the air. Then use your spiritual consciousness to flatten the four corners of the quilt and flatten the quilt surface, and your spiritual consciousness will transform the color to paint on it. She did not have this level of art. She only recalled the paintings or landscapes she had seen in the past and made reproductions of them. Finally, she made half a picture of a snowy pass on a moonlit night and another half of a picture of autumn red in the cool autumn world. She thought it was good. With a thought in his mind, the silk thread hanging in mid-air used spiritual power as a needle to pierce the quilt surface accurately.
Embroidery is also a technique for refining weapons. She prefers light tools and heavy tools. She has little research on these delicate and delicate soft tools. She used them slightly when making clothes a long time ago. Fortunately, she can use her spiritual power to make them. Needle, otherwise if I use a real needle, I'm afraid it won't be so flexible.
Just for a moment, the monotonous quilt was filled with color. Hu Ran's white face was set off by the red leaves under his neck, making it look much better.
Hu Qing nodded with satisfaction, used his consciousness to tuck the quilt in for him, and then sat in front of the window to study the pocket. By the way, he sent the twenty-eight groups of dead souls collected before to the Space Mirror, wishing them early death and early reincarnation.
She did not collect any of the corpses. Now that she is a person of status, she does not need to do anything to deal with small matters such as money.
Looking through his pockets, Hu Qing couldn't help but shout Miaowa. This thing can hold a lot and is harmless to living creatures, but it is not harmful to dead living creatures - it can quickly remove corpses without leaving traces or dirt, so quickly that even the smell of corpses is not transmitted. Moreover, it can also collect and well preserve various items carried, hidden, and untied on the body. Even if a very large item is dropped, it will become even larger, ensuring that the bag will not break.
"Talent." Hu Qing was dissatisfied and decided to bring it back to the sect for mass production.
Hu Ran woke up leisurely on the bed and stared at a lamp hanging from the green tent above his head. The shape is that of a woman carrying a lantern. There is incense in the lantern. As soon as he smells it, he knows that the spice is rare and has the effect of calming the soul. Good intentions are good intentions, right? The silk thread hanging the lamp from above passes right under the woman's neck and then hangs up... They are all immortals, is it so difficult to make a lamp levitate?
Xun Guang turned his head and saw a woman by the window. He squinted his eyes and matched that face with the one in his memory. It was indeed her, but - he looked embarrassed and stupid when he saw this person, but this time he saw her He is no longer embarrassed, he is still very silly, especially there is a bit of obscenity in that silly smile. Which path did this person take to get to where he is today? Is it the right way?
Hu Qing looked over and said in a relaxed tone: "Senior is awake."
A few steps over: "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"
Hu Ran spoke, his throat It was as heavy as lead, hoarse and unpleasant to hear: "The quilt is too heavy, it's crushing." Hu Qing's smile faltered, silently staring at the embroidery on the quilt that he thought was very good. The silk thread she used was of the highest quality, so it couldn't be heavy.
The person under the quilt was neatly dressed, so Hu Qing took off the quilt and replaced it with another plain one. He hugged the original quilt in his hands. It didn't weigh much, and he put it into the space in confusion.
Hu Ran coughed.
Hu Qing remained motionless.
Hu Ran was helpless: "Is there water? I'm thirsty."
Oh, Hu Qing, who was still thinking about the impact of embroidery on the experience of the quilt, finally realized that the patient Awake and ready to eat.
Hu Ran said again: "Clear water."
The most ordinary water will be enough, and complicated water will be bad for his injury.
Hu Qing condensed more than a dozen small water balls directly above his face. He opened his mouth and slowly dropped a small water ball into it. He ate seven or eight in a row. Hu Ran said that's enough, Hu Ran said. He gently waved the rest into the flower pot next to him.
Hu Ran glanced at the flowerpot, which contained artificial flowers made of precious stones, gold and silver, and thought to himself, this person is not elegant.
Hu Qing dragged the stool over and sat down, with bright eyes: "Senior, have you recovered from your injury?"
"It's better, but I still need to take care of myself for a while. You call me Master Hu, and I have a half-master friendship with you. Now that we have met, I will fulfill my preamble and recite the complete collection of spiritual plants I have to me. "
Hu Qing: "."
I shouldn't give you water to make your throat heal, right?
She tried to fight for it: "Master Hu, I am a weapon master."
Suddenly, a trace of disgust appeared on Hu Ran's face, and then he restrained himself: "It doesn't matter, I don't dislike it."< br>
Hu Qing: "."
She said: "Master Hu, let's talk about your capture of Yunyingtai. Yunyingtai and Hu Xuan are in the same boat as us, and they are still waiting. I'll give you an explanation."
Hu Ran: "Don't worry, wait until I'm done. Can't you protect me? Come on, start from the beginning."
There's no way to escape. past? Hu Qing still has a way. I saw her turning her palms over and over again, and the red bunches of ginseng fruit on the top of her head were sitting in the palm of her hands, and the strange fragrance floated to Hu Ran's nose. Hu Ran's eyes immediately straightened.
“Isn’t this the ginseng fruit of the Yunying tribe? It’s exactly the same as described in ancient books—how do you have it?”
Hu Qing chuckled: "I have a good relationship with the Yunying tribe."
Hu Ran looked at her fiercely, feeling dizzy, and said with envy: "I have been looking for the Yunying tribe for thousands of years. , I didn’t expect you to be found as a child right away, it’s your luck.”
I’m sorry to be called a child, she is also over a thousand years old.
"Master Hu, tell me what's going on. I really have to give you an explanation." (End of Chapter)