The Husky and His White Cat Shizun Chapter 54

“Master?” Xue Meng’s expression was a moment of solemnity. “Only he has no nickname, and no one dares to open his jokes.”

"c.r.a.ping, it's just because others know that you like the Master, and don't tell you the truth." The ink burned a white eye, pulled through the night, and whispered with a voice that didn't whisper, "Don't listen." His, I tell you, the whole life and death, the most famous is the elders of Yu Heng."

"Oh? Is it?" Chu Xiaoning raised his eyebrows slightly and looked interested. "What?"

"For example, if you are polite, call him white."

"... Why is this called?"

"Because I wear white clothes all day long."

"……anything else?"

"Little cabbage."

"……why?"

"Because I wear white clothes all day long."

"anything else?"

"Big girl."

"why?"

"Because I wear white clothes all day long."

"anything else?"

"Little widow."

Chu nightning: "???"

"Do you know why this is?" The ink burned and stunned. In the eyes of the night, the murderous murderousness in the eyes of the night was still awkward. "Because he wears white clothes all day long."

"..."

If it’s not for the late night, I’m so determined that I can’t hold it anymore: “Yes, what else?”

"Hey." The ink burned and looked at Xue Meng's face, whispering. "I will say, my family cousin is afraid to smash the bottom of the pot on my head."

Xue Meng took a table and gnashed his teeth: "I don't like it! Who allowed them to be like this master? What little cabbage is a big girl, and there are still small widows? Are you tired?"

"Ah." Ink burned and said, "You are not happy? You don't listen to what some female disciples are calling, and they are very ugly."

Xue Meng's eyes widened: "What do they say?"

The ink burns lazy: "How can I say, girls, speeches are literary, what are the moon pears, Yangchun Baixue, Linan Chulang, Xizifu. My G.o.d."

Chu nightning: "..."

Xue Meng: "..."

"This is good, like the greedy wolf elders, the temper and the poor, the nickname is hard to hear."

The greedy wolf elder is the twenty elders, and the worst relations.h.i.+p with Chu Yuning, Chu night Ning asked: "What is his name?"

"Winter pickles or snow smashed, because black." The ink burned and smiled. "Meng Meng, you don't have this expression, you also have a share."

Xue Meng seems to have swallowed eggs: "Hey? I have it too?"

"Yes." The ink smirked.

Xue Meng did not care, cleared his throat and asked, "What do they call me?"

"Screen."

"...how?"

"What is the solution, this is not easy to solve?" The ink twitched his shoulders and said these three words, and finally couldn't help but laugh at the table. "The peac.o.c.k opens the screen, hahahaha-"

Xue Meng jumped up and said with indignation: "Ink! I killed you!"

It’s already ugly for the three to eat and drink and return to the dead. Chu Xiaoning first sent himself to the land of the elders of the elders by the two stupid disciples, and told them goodbye. Xue Meng was asked to meet him again in Zhulin tomorrow, but Chu night never knew when he would change back to his original appearance, so he did not dare to answer, but if there is leisure, he will come.

When the apprentices went far, he took it lightly and stepped back on the red roof of the lotus.

Early the next morning, Chu night Ning got up and saw that he was still a child, and he could not help but feel bored.

He squinted and stood on the bench. The man in the bronze mirror was stunned for a long time. He didn't even have the heart to comb his hair. He thought about it and thought that he couldn't do it anymore. So he went to Xue Zhengyi.

"What? Did you see Menger and Burner yesterday?"

"Yes, I said that I am a disciple. They are not suspicious." Chu said, "If Xue Meng is looking for you, remember to help me to make a round. If I don't say this, I have been practicing for more than ten days." But it didn't improve. If I can't do this, I still have to look for a greedy wolf."

"Hey, we Yuheng's skin is so thin, but today is not afraid of shame?"

Chu night Ning looked at him coldly, but this look was placed on a child, but the momentum was weak, but it was a bit like a child being angry.

When he was a child, the Peugeot was lovely. Xue Zhengyi couldn’t help but was touched a bit and reached out to touch the head of Chu’s late night.

Chu night Ning suddenly said: "Respect the Lord, wait for my body to recover, trouble you to let the crepe hall give me a piece of clothes for death. Don't be white."

Xue Zhengyi completely stopped: "Do you not like to wear contempt?"

"Occasionally change the look." Chu night Ning black face and throw a sentence, go far.

Although the elders of the greedy wolf are not stunned with the late night of Chu, but because of the respect of the Lord, he also has to converge a few points, so he did not ridicule the late night, all written in his eyes.

Chu night Ning Hao raised his eyes and looked at the elders of the wolf with no expression.

The other party's eyes are bright, and the head is in the fireworks.

Chu nightning: "..."

"Mrs. w.a.n.g's diagnosis is generally good." After the elders of the greedy wolf broke the pulse, they loosed the wrists of Chu's late night, and Chu Ning immediately took his hand and put down his sleeves.

"Why is it ten days, and I still can't see recovery?"

The greedy wolf said: "The amount of juice of the ancient G.o.ds is small, but the effect is strong. If you want to recover, I am afraid it will take a long time."

Chu nightning asked with a question: "How long will it take?"

The wolf said: "I am not sure, but, about ten years."

Chu nightning instantly widened his eyes, although the elders of the wolf struggled to stretch, but the laughter in his nephew almost overflowed: "Yes, you may take ten years to restore the original appearance."

Chu nighting stared at him for a while, Sen Ran said: "You are jealous of me?"

"Don't dare, you are the elder of Yu Heng." The greedy wolf smiled. "I don't think you have anything like this. It's good. It's not that the body is getting smaller. The mind is slightly younger, but it's very small, not to mention the mana." Are you eager to recover?"

Chu Evening’s face was blue and green, and he couldn’t speak for a while.

The wolf said: "But in the past ten years, it is not that you will always be a child. The movement of this juice is in line with your spiritual power. If you are three or five months, no magic will be displayed. Can change back to the original."

"This method is feasible!" Xue Zhengyi looked bright and seemed to see the dawn.

Unexpectedly, the wolf smiled slightly and said: "Why should the Lord be so anxious? I haven't finished talking yet. After the elders of Yu Heng have returned to their original appearance, they still can't use too much spells. Once the spiritual loss is more, they will be juiced again. Left and right, change back to children."

"How much? How to call more?" Xue Zhengqi called.

"Well, the sap has spread all over him." The greedy wolf said, "There are up to two strokes a day."

Chu Xiaoning’s voice is as cold as iron, saying: “There are often missing gaps in the ghost world. The mechanics of the forging and forging also need spells. If I have a maximum of two strokes a day, I will not become a waste.”

"Then I can't do anything." The greedy wolf yin and yang grotesque. "After all, if the world loses the Beidou Xianzun, the Minger Sun may not be able to rise."

Xue Zhengyi was anxiously beside him: "Greeting wolf, don't say anything cool. The whole cultivation world, your medical skills are one of the best, you think about it. Yuheng is not affected by the mana, but it is a young child. The child's body is definitely not as good as the original. Besides, he was injured in Jin Chengchi, let other martial art know, and he will not be able to give birth to any thoughts. Ten years is too long, you can see if there is any medicine, can you ......"

The greedy wolf elders sneered and interrupted his words: "Respect for the Lord. The Beidou Xianzun is contaminated with the sap of the ancient G.o.ds, and it is not a common poison. What do you think I can come up with in a moment?"

Xue Zhengyi: "..."

"Well, I want to make alchemy." The greedy wolf is slow and sighing. "Please come back."

Xue Zhengxuan: "The wolf!" He still wants to say something again. Chu night Ning pulled his clothes and said, "Respect the Lord, go."

The two went to the door, and the voice of the wolf suddenly came from behind.

"Chu Ningning, if you are willing to ask me for nothing, I am willing to help you with the medicine? Although you have never seen this situation before, but you may not be able to cope, you think about it?"

"..." Chu nightning turned back and said, "How do you want to count on you?"

The greedy wolf leaned against the couch, and was lazily arranging the silver pin cus.h.i.+on bag on the table. The words were slightly raised, and the sarcasm flashed: "When others are nowhere to go, they are all for help. You and I are one, hoe. It’s free, you kneel down and say a few good words to me, I will help you.”

Chu night Ning did not say anything, looked at him coldly.

After a while, I said: "Winter pickles, I don't think you are awake."

After the words, the sleeves left. The greedy wolf was sitting alone in the same place, and did not think about the winter pickles for a long time.

As the days pa.s.sed by, the elders Yu Heng said that they were retired, but in reality they were trapped in the body of children. This matter was known to Xue Zhengxi, Mrs. w.a.n.g, and the elders of the wolf. Later, in order not to reveal the stuffing, the elders also heard this strange thing.

After a few months of rus.h.i.+ng, the red lotus water closed the door and thanked the guests for a long time. Xue Meng could not help but worry.

"The Masters have been retiring for more than 70 days. Why can't they still come out?"

"It may be that the spiritual power has to be refined." The teacher drank the Lingshan rain dew in the tea pot and looked up at the overcast sky outside the window. "It’s going to snow, and soon it’s going to Xiaohan, I don’t know. Master can go out before New Year's Eve."

Ink burning is lazily flipping through the swordsmans.h.i.+p and heard: "It is estimated that he will not come. He sent us a seaweed flower in the past few days. Isn’t it time to say that it is still a long time? I think it is quite mysterious."

This day is just the leisure day of death and death, and the disciples do not need to practice. The three people burned together to cook tea and boil the wine. The bamboo curtains in the small courtyard pavilion were half-volume, heavy and shallow, and the misty water vapor was leaking underneath.

Recently, they often mixed up with them, and there was a little disciple of Xia Si, who was under the elder’s door.

After he and Xue Meng got acquainted with him, Xue Meng pulled him over and went to practice and play. After a long time, he was inseparable from them.

The original three men of Yu Hengmen, the inexplicable one is a little smaller.

At this moment, Chu nightning, which was renamed as Xia Si, was sitting at the table and eating pastries. The appearance of his food is Sven, but the speed is not slow at all.

Xue Meng didn't mean to glance at it. He blinked a bit, and his eyes fell back to the plate. He said, "Wow, little teacher, who is this genetics?"

Chu night Ning slowly chewed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the flower cake is so delicious, he simply did not want to care about Xue Meng, after all, someone rushed to eat with him.

The hand of the ink burned and the hand of Chu Xiaoning fell to the last lotus fritter at the same time. The two men raised their eyes and looked at each other to wipe out the electric flint.

Chu nightning: "Let your hand."

Ink burning: "I don't."

"release."

"You have eaten eight pieces, this one is mine."

"Others can give you, lotus flowers can't."

The ink burned this little guy for a while, and made a killer: "Teacher, you eat too much sweets, and you will grow your teeth."

"No problem." Chu night Ning is very calm, "I am six years old, not shameful."

Ink burning: "........."

With a bang, Xue Meng slaps his companion with his complaint: "You can't hate the ink rain, you are such a big man, and you can grab something with your brother."

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"Teacher -!!!"

Chu night Ning ignored him and concentrated on dessert.

Four people are busy, and suddenly, a sharp whistling sound penetrates the sky and echoes throughout the life and death. Chu nightning looks pale: "Set whistle?"

Xue Meng opened the curtain on the side and looked out the window. The disciples who walked outside also stopped to look around, showing a rather unexpected look.

When the whistle is heard, all the members of the house must gather in the square outside the Danqing Palace. This also means that when there is an urgent need, the whistle will sound. This kind of whistle was often blown up when the ghosts were broken before the martial art was added to the martial art. However, since the late arrival of Chu, the whistle has not been heard for a long time.

The teacher put down his books and got up and walked to Xue Meng: "It’s weird, what is so anxious?"

"I don't know, no matter what, let's go and see."

Only when the ink burned did not speak, he licked his lips, and the eyelashes fell, covering a trace of unnaturalness in the shackles. He knows what this whistle means, but the time when this happened and the slight difference between his impressions, he did not expect to come so fast...

Four people came to the death and death, and the disciples also arrived in succession. Soon, the huge Danxin Square gathered all the elders and disciples.

When the person is complete, Xue Zhengyi walked out from the Danxin Hall, which was closed at the gate, and stood in front of the jade belt. The bottom is the long-term bluestone stepped down. There are six bright women coming out behind him. The six women look very pretty or cold, and they are all very beautiful. They are standing in the wind. In the cold weather, there is only a thin layer of gauze. At the glance, they are red skirts like Xia, such as Chi Yan, 帛With flying, there is also a cl.u.s.ter of flame marks between the eyebrows.

Xue Meng Deng was shocked.

Not only him, but almost everyone in the scene saw a sudden change in the look of the six women.

Xue Meng lingered for a long time, only whispered and whispered: "Yu Minxian makes ... they, they are from Suzaku Wonderland?"

The author has something to say:

Small theater - "How to make you happy"

A new introductory disciple of death and death, want to wors.h.i.+p under the night of Ningmen. But when I heard that the elders were very strict, they were determined to ask the three brothers for advice.

Disciple A: Nicholas Lord! I am a disciple! How can I get the elders of Yuheng happy?

Xue Meng: First of all, you must be strict with your morning bells and diligent work, then you have to reverse the wind and rain, do not change your mind and firm, and finally, you must wear and resist / exercise, the teacher respects your left face, remember to send your right face too, Master should cut your left leg and remember to extend the right leg to him.

The disciple was very desperate, so he asked the teacher to clear the net.

Teacher: Let the Master be happy? It's very simple, you just remember that he drinks, loves to drink, pear, white, eat fish, eats squid, glutinous rice dumplings, three, just good wine, ten bowls, not too much winter, cold, love, tea, tea, roses, more barbecue, you must sprinkle a pepper. put……

Disciple A:............

He only had the last savior drizzle.

Disciple A "Mr. Brother, they are very long and complicated. I am stupid and can't remember QAQ.

Ink burning: Oh, nothing, my method is very simple.

Disciple A: What?

Ink burning: sleep him.

Disciple A:...

Ink burning: sleep twice when you sleep enough, sleep ten times when you sleep twice...

Disciple A: I am afraid that I will be soaked in a pig cage in the sinking pond the next morning.

Ink burning:? Who said that he would get out of bed the next day? Do you think that I have said that it is not enough to sleep for ten times?

Disciple A: What frequency?

Ink burning: one night.

Disciple A, swear, abandoned treatment.