Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 24 The Disciple of Cultivating the Immortal Plane Obediently

  Gong Yeming raised his head, "Will Master not be with this disciple all the time?" The fear and uneasiness in his eyes could be seen at a glance.

   Mochen smiled lightly, but felt a little sour in his heart, "How could it be? Master will ascend after this retreat." As if thinking of something, he stroked Gong Yeming's hair, "Actually, I don't want to ascend."

   "Why?" Gong Yeming was puzzled, even though he didn't like becoming a fairy, Gong Yeming lowered his head so that his expression would not be seen by the master.

  Mo Chen just shook his head and didn't say much. He stroked Gong Yeming's head and ran his fingers through his hair with a complicated expression.

  When Gong Yeming raised his head, he saw Master's eyes, looking at someone through himself, "Master?"

  Suddenly heard a noise, it turned out that some disciples had already come up, and under the guidance of the gatekeeper disciples, they had already arrived at the center of the square.

  Mo Chen looked at the person walking in the front, wearing a bright red robe, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands on his sides in a daze, his whole body was full of contradictions.

  Gong Yeming also looked over, startled, how could...

  Yang Yueye frowned, why is he here?

   Mo Chen looked at the dazzling red robe, and when he saw the person coming, his eyes flashed coldly, how could this be? Could it be that I guessed wrong.

  But why did Ri Minger say that she was Hua Qianzui?

  Mo Chen teleported to the disciple, "What's your name?"

   "Hui Xianren, my name is Hua Qianzui." The tone was respectful but with a trace of deliberate wantonness.

  Mo Chen hooked his lips, and raised Hua Qianzui's chin with his index finger, "Indeed, this face is very good." Then he put it down, and wiped his hands with a handkerchief, as if touching something dirty.

  Hua Qianzui clenched her fists, lowered her head silently, with hatred in her eyes, Mo Chen chuckled lightly.

  Looking at his frozen body, Mo Chen smiled ironically, and suddenly saw a girl in blue, "What's your name?"

  The girl is wearing a blue dress, her face is a little immature, but her body is full of ignorance of the world. Although her face is slightly cold, there is a trace of clarity in her eyes, presumably she is just a bit cold-tempered.

   "Disciple Yuan Wuxin." The girl's voice was a little cold, with a hint of softness.

   Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, "Oh? But my Yuan family disciple?"

  The girl in the blue dress raised her head and glanced at Mo Chen, her eyes were somewhat startled, "Are you uncle?"

  Mo Chen stroked the top of the girl's hair, "Well, I think you are Jin Xin's younger sister."

  The girl nodded, and was led by Mo Chen to the high platform, "Ming'er, this will be your little junior sister from now on."

  Gong Yeming nodded obediently. Since he is a member of Master's family, he should take good care of himself and not let others bully him. However, he looked at the young man in red and felt very upset.

  He didn't miss Master's reaction, thinking that the person in Master's heart is very similar to himself and his little avatar. Thinking of this, he feels pain in his heart, which is very uncomfortable.

  Mo Chen held Wu Xin's hand, and then said to Gong Yeming, "Let's go, Xiao Yezi will take care of the rest."

  Gong Yeming nodded, and looked at the red-robed man again, but saw his lips move slightly. Gong Yeming understood his lips, "Is it okay to practice magic?"

  Feeling the stiffness of the people beside him, Mo Chen was a little strange, and glanced at Gong Yeming, "What's wrong?"

  Gong Yeming shook his head, if Master knew his true identity, would he still spoil me so much?

   After returning to the cave and explaining the matter, Mo Chen sent the others away. Gong Yeming hugged Mo Chen's waist, "Master, when are you coming out?"

  Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, but didn't push Gong Yeming away. After all, it was because she didn't keep her heart, maybe she lost it thousands of years ago.

  Passing Gong Yeming's head lightly, "Maybe five years, maybe ten years." Maybe longer time, Mo Chen didn't say the rest.

"Ming'er, Misty Peak will be up to you from now on. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Mi'er. Although the two sisters of Mi'er are my maids in name, they are family members in my heart. You must treat them kindly. They will also be faithful to you."

   "Master," Gong Yeming tightened his arms and held Mo Chen in his arms, "Don't do this, you are just retreating, don't make it look like parting from life to death, Ming'er is afraid."

  Mo Chen was taken aback, only to realize that the boy was a little taller than himself, and then smiled, "Well, he is a teacher, right? Well, it's getting late, you should go and rest quickly."

   It took a long time for Gong Yeming to let go of his arms, and then walked out of Mochen's cave without looking back.

  …

   A few days later, Mo Chen really retreated, and Mier took Wu Xin to the Law Enforcement Hall early, "Master Ling Feng, please register for our lady."

  Ling Muci came back to his senses from the sound of the piano, and his goal was the beautiful girl in blue.

Ling Muci nodded, recruited someone to register, and after asking him to register, he said, "Little uncle said that you have excellent aptitude, and you are very fond of Yingong. Although Xiaoshishu is stronger than me, but Yingong We are on the same level, if you have any questions, you can ask me."

  Speaking, he opened his palm, and a flute appeared inside, "This is an artifact I got by accident in a secret place. I already have the Muciqin, so I will give this flute to you."

  Wu Xin has been in a state of stupefaction. He has long heard that the law enforcement peak master is good at Yin Gong, and he also likes Yin Gong very much. He has always wanted to meet Ling Muci, and he was lucky enough to meet him today.

  Looking at Wu Xin's dumbfounded look, with a hint of clarity in his deep eyes, Ling Muci couldn't help chuckling, and said softly, "Why? Stupid?" He said and handed her Xiao.

  Wu Xin quickly put Xiao away, "Thank you, Brother Ling."

  Ling Muci still had a gentle and patient look, "You don't need to be so polite, your master entrusted you to me before retreating, and I will try my best to help you."

  Wu Xin nodded, feeling a little happy in his heart, Master still cared about him, and Senior Brother Ling was not as cold as the rumors said.

  Mi'er is already used to Ling Muci's appearance, after all, he always looks powerless in front of Daoist, and is always rendered speechless by Daoist.

   The corners of Ling Muci's mouth slightly raised, as if this little junior sister was a little cute, "If you have any questions about cultivation, you can also ask me, after all, your senior brother is also very busy."

  The very busy Gong Yeming "..." Am I busy? I'm not busy.

Wu Xin has recovered his calm expression, "Well, I will." Saying farewell to Ling Mu, in fact, the master passed on the inheritance to himself, but there are still some obscure points, so it is still necessary to ask for advice .

  Many people came to register, and the one who passed by Wu Xin was "Hua Qianzui", and "Hua Qianzui" was indeed accepted by Ji Yue, "Well, Junior Brother Ling, please register for my disciple."

  Ling Muci hummed with a cold face, and he didn't want to say much. The sooner he knew his temperament as a junior, he only had good looks towards people from Misty Peak, and he got used to it over time.

Ling Muci recruited to register his disciples. When he heard that his name was "Hua Qianzui", his eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he glanced at him. He was dressed in a red robe. Compared with the "Hua Qianzui" on the main peak, it lacks unruly and natural charm.

  (end of this chapter)