My Wife May Be a Saint

Jiang Zuo got out of the bathtub after he cleaned up.

At this time, there are no scars on his body, and the effect is still very good.

In fact, as long as the cultivation base is higher, a healing technique will do.

Jiang Zuo came to the lobby and grabbed the sweet potato. He was going to take a stroll now.

Whether you can enter the sacrifice safely, you can count on that Taoist priest.

Then Jiang Zuo went out and released the broken bridge by the way.

Once Broken Bridge was thrown on the ground, he was a little confused, and then he woke up.

Then he saw Jiang Zuo and ran after him.

"Wait, I can't keep up..."

Regarding the incarnation of Broken Bridge, Jiang Zuo hesitated how to deal with it.

If it is swallowed, it will probably be quiet for a while, and the spiritual incarnation will be gone, but its body as an instrumental spirit is the bridge. If the bridge is there, the broken bridge fishing rod is still the broken bridge fishing rod.

Broken Bridge leaned against the sweet potato and said to Jiang Zuo: "What are you thinking? How do I feel cold behind my back?"

It finally climbed up, and it felt a cool breeze, as if it was about to be hacked back then.

Jiang Zuo said flatly: "Is there anything necessary for your existence?"

This time, Broken Bridge was in cold sweat, but this was another opportunity to convince the other party.

"I lived for countless years, yes..."

Jiang Zuo said directly: "To be honest, I don't need all the invisible benefits of you. All I need is the basic ability of the broken bridge fishing rod."

"...I, I know a lot of exercises."

"You can speak twice more." Jiang Zuo said indifferently.

Broken Bridge hesitated for a long time, and finally made a very cute expression, and then cutely said: "Can I sell cute?"

After speaking, he blinked twice.

Jiang Zuo did not reply, "The last time."

Acting cute?

In this world, there is only one person who can use Moe to be unimpeded here (Of course, it's okay not to sell Moe.).

Jiang Zuo waited for a while, and finally shook his head: "It seems to be useless."

Speaking of Jiang Zuo, he planned to swallow Broken Bridge with his second natural qi.

"Huh? Don't, don't, I'm useful, I, I can be a signal tower, yes, I can help you through the signal, just like yesterday, without me, would you not be able to receive the call?

I have no credit, and I have worked hard. "Broken Bridge shouted in a panic.

You know, for the first time in countless years, it has come out with such an incarnation.

It is also the first time to encounter such an inexplicable adventure.

It is easy to recover mentally, but if you want to have another adventure, you may never have a chance again.

It doesn't want to be locked in to make a fishing rod anymore.

Jiang Zuo hesitated, and then withdrew his innate two qi, which was indeed the case.

He didn't want to miss Su Qi's call, but sometimes there was no signal in many places.

This is very inconvenient for him to go out to do errands, and then he will be questioned.

"Under what circumstances will you not receive the signal?" Jiang Zuo asked.

Broken Bridge breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and it would be nice to discuss it.

Then he said: "It shouldn't be. I can actually fish for signals. Unless it's a very special place, such as an independent small world.

By the way, I can't do this without knowing it, and even if you do it in a crooked way, you can't hear the phone ring. "

Jiang Zuo nodded. It seemed that he could really keep it. As for what he wanted to do...

Unfortunately, he has no ideas.

This needs to be studied. No one called him in the previous life, so he didn't study the signal or anything at all.

Seeing Jiang Zuo nodding at Broken Bridge, I was completely relieved. At first, it was going to talk to each other in a high posture, but now it's completely reversed.

This person's cultivation is obviously very low, but it always makes people feel uncomfortable, as if he would, in his opinion, it is too small.

I didn't think much about this kind of thing, and I couldn't figure it out.

However, the matter of finding the other half was subconsciously stranded, because it used its best to survive.

Don't expect the other party to help it at this time.

Thank God for not killing it.

Jiang Zuo then spoke again: "From now on, you will stay with the sweet potatoes directly. Don't bother me if it's okay."

Broken Bridge: "..."

This person is not friendly at all, but it can't say anything. It's okay to stay with a silly duck, at least a little bit of superiority.

What happens after that can only be said later.

Soon Jiang Zuo came to the gate of the sacrifice again. By this time there were already a lot of people here, and there were even more people setting up stalls.

Most of the stalls now are people who are not qualified to enter the sacrifice.

If you can get in, who wastes time running around to set up a stall, don't have the opportunity to increase the cultivation base? Do not be silly.

And gossip fish is not a simple increase in cultivation base.

Their essence is evolution, and relatively speaking, that is potential.

It's just that some people really look down on it, such as five senior brothers and one senior sister of the Scarlet Boy.

They are all qualified, but none of them come.

Jiang Zuo took out the coin, and then began to walk forward.

He just stopped after not taking two steps. Fortunately, he thought it was troublesome to find it. The lover told people fortune-telling directly on the street, and specifically looked for women.

It was just that she was slapped within a few sentences. At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest found a little girl.

It's Xiaoye.

"Little girl wait a minute."

At this time, Boss He was also by Xiaoye's side. He looked at the fortune-teller warily: "What's the matter with the master?"

The fortune-teller said with a serious face: "Your daughter is carrying the disaster of blood and light. Although it is temporarily suppressed, the blood is still blooming~www.wuxiaspot.com~Your daughter will undoubtedly die within seven days."

Boss He was surprised and immediately said: "Master..."

"Needless to say, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level Buddha. Life is priceless. Only a third-grade spiritual stone is needed. The little girl's life can be guaranteed and worry-free." said the fortune-teller.

Hearing these words, Boss He's mouth twitched. Isn't he a liar?

But looking at Xiaoye on one side, Boss He finally gave a third-grade spirit stone.

Maybe it was fate, he saw Xiaoye not disgusted with this Taoist priest.

Taking the spirit stone, the fortune-teller continued: "The disaster of blood and light can be broken, and the way to crack it is to suppress the people of the disaster of blood and light.

Enter the sacrifice, if you meet him, get close to him.

He will be the light of hope for your daughter.

Remember, don't have any doubts, this sentence is very important.

Don't worry about not finding him, you can meet him. "

Hearing what the fortune teller said, Boss He was startled. He knew who the other party was talking about, and took a deeper note of what the fortune teller said.

After Boss He left, Jiang Zuo walked towards the Taoist priest.

Now Jiang Zuo has discovered that this Taoist really only looks at people who are predestined, and destined artifacts can be given away, and destiny can resolve the disaster of life and death for you.

And fate is only a wonderful word.

Some people will never meet them in their lives, some people will not be able to hold them, and only a few will meet and hold them.

And Jiang Zuo naturally doesn't need the so-called fate, fate is just an opportunity for him. If there is no opportunity, then create an opportunity.

For example, the Taoist priest wanted to leave when he saw Jiang Zuo turning around, but Jiang Zuo was able to come to him first.

Middle-aged Taoist: "..., little friend, today we have no chance."

Jiang Zuo said directly: "I want to buy something hidden from you."

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