I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 33

　　 Zhouyi and Hu Jiuying left for a long time.

　　 More than a dozen people's shadows fell nearby and turned around. After the investigation, they found no omissions, and soon scattered and left.

　　 After these people left, waves of silhouettes came over, and they nodded when they met familiar people, sitting cross-legged on the spot silently.

　　 Qingqiu Fox Fairy, a legendary existence, must be at the same level to be unbeaten against her.

　　The scattered aftermath of the fighting method ploughed the nearby hills once, leaving a gully stretched for tens of miles on the ground.

　　 The monk likes to observe the fighting technique in order to try to figure out the magical powers, and they are only limited to the same level.

　　 Fairy Fighting Technique will only hide as far as possible, so as not to accidentally get ashamed, and there is no place to reason.

　　 Now the fox fairy is still gone, taking advantage of the spell's breath is still obvious, hastened to get a sense of the fairy.

　　 Zhouyi returned to the inn room, searched his magic power again, and found no strangeness.

　　 Hu Jiuying stood on the window sill beautifully, like a dead dragon pond in the house.

　　 "Come in, I'm not interested in a thousand-year-old girl."

　　 Zhou Yi stroked the teapot, the fire flashed, and the tea boiled instantly.

　　 Hu Jiuying muttered secretly, obediently falling aside, she is now extremely in awe of Zhou Yi.

　　The Fox Fairy is the belief of the Qingqiu Linghu Clan. No matter how troublesome things are encountered, as long as the Fox Fairy takes action, it will disappear.

　　 It was the first time that Hu Jiuying saw the human race undefeated against the fox fairy.

　　 Three cups of hot tea were poured into the abdomen, Zhou Yi's mood calmed down.

　　Drinking tea can calm the mind and mind.

　　 accidentally encountered the Qingqiu Fox Fairy, even if it was just a clone, it was essentially far beyond the first-grade realm.

　　 One-ranked **** refiner, Zhou Yi has seen more than one, but he also killed the Bibo Dragon King and the Naked Saint.

　　 Qingqiu Fox Fairy behaves, the heaven and the earth are in full control, and the Huanghuang heaven and earth suppress everything.

　　 What kind of magic weapon, what kind of sword skill is exquisite, there is no difference in the scope of "nuclear strike".

　　 Zhouyi Wanzai mana, it is rare in the world, and it does not have the upper hand in spelling Yiji.

　　 They both tried to test each other and didn't kill them. The Fox Fairy didn't use the Fox Clan's secret technique, and Zhou Yi didn't use the Tiangang Taoism.

　　 Calling the wind and calling the rain is more than just rain and wind!

　　 Obviously, because of Hu Yue, the Fox Fairy was unwilling to forge feuds with Zhou Yi. Before leaving, I would like to advise, and there is a hint of friendship.

　　 "Tell me, why are you hurting me tonight?"

　　 "The fairy, the younger generation does not want to harm you, but the sense of the same clan... I never thought it was a fairy pet, take the liberty to interrupt."

　　 Hu Jiuying can hardly protect himself, and enslaving the fox clan has become a fairy pet.

　　 Zhou Yi waved his hand to release Feng Linger: "She is not my spiritual pet, the blood of the fox in the body, and the secret book of cultivating the celestial fox, she has quite a relationship with Qingqiu."

　　 Feng Ling'er couldn't transform his body yet, holding a fist to give a salute: "I have seen Mr. Jiuying, I have seen senior Jiuying."

　　 Hu Jiuying's eyes flashed, and he was amazed.

　　 "Half man, half fox, should have poor aptitude, but the soul is as strong as Yinshen! At a young age, he has pointed directly to the Seven Tails realm, which is also rare in Qingqiu."

　　 "Would you like to worship me as a teacher and go to Qingqiu blessed land to practice?"

　　 Hu Jiuying's eyesight is more clever than Hu Yue, and he can see through Feng Linger's heels at a glance.

　　 Feng Ling'er looked at the expressionless Zhouyi and bowed to Hu Jiuying three times: "I have seen Master, Ling'er is willing to go to Qingqiu to practice."

　　 "Cuckold, don't worry, good disciple, Master, I also have a high status in Qingqiu, and I will definitely not dare to bully you when I go."

　　 When Hu Jiuying was speaking, he glanced at Zhou Yi from time to time, obviously speaking to him.

　　Though the fox has not been out of the green hills for thousands of years, he has been pondering people's minds for a long time.

　　 Feng Ling'er hesitated for a moment, and said to Zhou Yi: "Sir, before leaving, I want to see daddy..."

"Um?"

　　 Zhouyi did not conceal Feng Ling'er's life experience. He has never concealed anything from you for your own good, and for reasons such as being too young to influence badly, thank you Bumin.

　　 Everyone has the right to know their own destiny, no matter whether they can bear it or not, it should not be decided by others.

　　 "Daddy was actually very good to Ling'er back then. He held me for a long time every time I went home. I don't know how many years I have been away, maybe never again..."

　　 Feng Ling'er sobbed softly, the higher the cultivation level, the clearer the memory of certain crying, even if you want to forget it.

　　 The strength of the monk is thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people, and the pain he endures is also thousands of times.

　　 "I will take a leave tomorrow morning and show you."

　　 Zhou Yi stroked the white fox's head. In any case, Feng Linger was very pleased to miss his father.

　　 From the person to the self, I suddenly think of my parents in the previous life. Even if I have the power of overwhelming power, there is no day to meet again.

　　 Qingqiu is far away from Dagan by thousands of mountains and rivers, and Dagan and Blue Star are separated by a whole world.

　　 "I'm tired, go to bed first."

　　 Zhouyi did not include Feng Linger in his sleeve.

　　 Now Feng Ling'er is Hu Jiuying's disciple, she must be measured in everything she does, unless she acts for evil, Zhou Yi will not manage and restrict her will.

　　 The night is silent, whispering, and sleeping with the king.

　　 The Ministry of Things is very lively this morning.

　　 Before Zhouyi entered, he heard Zhang Cheng's hearty laugh.

　　 "Hahaha, come and taste it, everyone. I came back from Cuifeng Mountain last night and passed by Baiyun Guanling Tea Peak. I stroked it a few times."

Zhang Cheng took out handfuls of fresh and tender tea: "It's not comparable to the secret Drunken Spring Tears. It is also a rare spiritual tea. If it hadn't happened last night, a group of old guys would want to sleep and hug them. The tea tree."

　　 Zhouyi couldn't help but laugh after hearing it. Cuifeng Mountain is outside the North City, and Baiyun Temple is hundreds of miles to the west. How easy is it to get around?

　　 The Taoist in Baiyun Temple went back, saw the bare branches, and specified that he was jumping and cursing.

　　 The officials of the Ministry of Objects saw more monsters, but they could only rub off the scraps. Baiyun Guanling Tea is famous in Dagan. According to legend, it has the magical effect of enlightenment and concentration, and they directly drank tea in large buckets.

　　 "Tsk tusk tusk, Lao Zhang, you have broken the tea branches, you are not afraid of the old man going crazy?"

　　 Master Chen, who is rarely seen in person on weekdays, also smiled at Mimi to rub the tea leaves, picked out a twig with buds from the tea pile, and hurriedly stored it carefully.

　　The tea tree grafting technique is no longer a mysterious technique in Dagan.

　　 In order to cultivate spiritual plants, monks use heterogeneous grafting, mutation, hybridization, and maturation... It can be said that they do everything.

The fault between the monk and the mortal is not only the longevity, strength, and knowledge, but also the application of various technologies. Everything is for better cultivation. Make a good tea, just sit aside and drink.

　　 I don't care about the tea ceremony anymore. Drink the spiritual tea that is hard for a daughter to buy casually. Who cares about art.

The taste of 　　 is indeed inferior to the drunken spring return, and there is no hazy drunkenness, but the rich aura is enough to increase the cultivation of the refining state.

　　 "Hey hey, I passed by Chashan in the middle of the night, and I yelled a few times and no one responded, it was picked up!"

　　 Zhang Cheng smiled triumphantly: "Now those old guys don't have time to pay attention to me. They are arguing with others outside the North City."

　　 Master Chen looked around. They were all his own. He lowered his voice and asked, "What happened last night? I heard from my uncle that there was a great man fighting outside?"

　　 The master book in Dagan is a worthy nine-rank Sesame official. It seems to be very inconspicuous everywhere, so it depends on where you are the master book.

　　The master book of the Demon Slayer Department is a low-ranking representative. The treasures handled do not need to be scraped, and the leakage of oil and water can exceed that of a member of the party.

　　 Master Chen has been able to stay in this position for more than ten years. Not only is the relationship between the top and the bottom handled well, but the most important thing is that his aunt married the servant Zuo.

　　 Zhang Cheng pretended to be mysterious and said: "Of course he is a superb! Old Chen's mouth is still quite strict, I know the severity!"

　　 "How tall is it?"

　　 Master Chen asked subconsciously.

　　 The other people stopped the sound of drinking tea, and pricked their ears to listen. Such secrets are beyond the reach of ordinary officials.

　　 "Three or four floors are so high!"

"cut--"

　　 Everyone went into a rush, and no longer asked, apparently a password was placed on it.

　　 While drinking tea, Zhang Cheng looked up at the bronze lamp on top of the object, and couldn't help adding something in his heart.

　　 Old Zhang, I am in the underground!

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