Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

Saying that, Xiao Liu suddenly raised his hand to cover his face, and then made a burst of coughing noises. At this time, if there are others present, there will be some clues through the body shape—

This figure called Xiao Liu is too thin. He is almost only 1.5 meters tall, and his exposed cheeks are sunken, and the outline of his teeth can almost be vaguely seen.

The so-called skin and bones, nothing more than that.

When the figure beside Xiao Liu saw this, he stretched out his hand and took out a gourd full of liquid from his pocket. He was about to hand it over, but was stopped by Sister Miao.

"Don't take any medicine! Xiao Liu's body is like this. It's just that this lower realm is not like the mountains. The environment has changed abruptly. It's good to adapt to one or two."

While the few people were talking, the figure who was walking at the front suddenly stopped.

Arrived.

As soon as the three stopped, they looked up at the opportunity—the city gate was closed, and the bridge was closed. The sparse moonlight shone down, setting off the gilded high card with a hint of extravagance.

"Jingdecheng... Sister Miao, does this place have anything to do with Brother An and the others?"

Sister Miao pursed her lips slightly, and took out a palm-sized golden toad from between her sleeves. The workmanship of this thing is quite delicate, and from a distance, it seems to be somewhat vivid.

"You can't be wrong. I, Jin Chan, know Xiao'an's aura. They were pulled all the way from the corpses on Fushengling. In this city...their aura is the heaviest."

If nothing happened, Anluyang and the others would never have stayed for so long.

Thinking of this, Sister Miao seemed to have thought of something unpleasant. Even the tone was filled with three-point anger.

"It's just to recover a relic on Xianfeng Mountain. How many brothers were broken in it? Brother Zhang, we..."

"This time down the mountain, I will definitely take that thief's life!"

She interrupted Sister Miao's complaint, because Zhang Quan's heart was even more angry!

Decades of accumulation of Shuiyue Pavilion, dormancy, in the final analysis, is for that relic on Xianfeng Mountain!

How many cultivators can spend more than ten years on an alchemy cultivator?

can not wait anymore!

Zhang Quan's voice was low, and he looked like he was tall and strong. There is a wide head two meters away, and a pair of shoulders are wide enough to be exaggerated as if the two were combined.

He just stood there, giving him an outrageous feeling like a brown bear standing up.

"Xiao An's relics, as well as the relics on Xianfeng Mountain. We have to take these back, and this time we brought Xiao Liu down the mountain for this..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Quan paused slightly, then turned around and said to his back.

"Xiaojin, you know about the situation of the sixth son. He is not good at boxing and skills, and it is up to you to take care of him. We will go to the city in the next few days, and his life will depend on your ability. Remember... Be careful."

The two who were named nodded cautiously, showing a solemn expression.

Different from the previous state of mind of An Luyang, this time the people of Shuiyue Pavilion went down the mountain, it can be said that they have exhausted all the foundation - they even brought the little Liu who never went down the mountain.

And the purpose...

Just to completely take down the thief hiding in Jingde City!

The anger in the hearts of the four of them was raging, and at this moment, they all raised their legs... and walked slowly towards Jingdecheng.

…

the second day.

When Li Huanhuan woke up, it was already bright outside. She looked up and looked around, but couldn't see Wang Hao at all.

Only a handwritten book was left on the wooden table to indicate his whereabouts.

Looking for a room, I will be back in half a day. There is storage in the partial house, and it is ready to eat when it is hot.

Li Huanhuan tossed around the room with her sleepy eyes open. She was not a hilarious temperament, and now she is at home alone, she is not unfamiliar.

After washing, warm dishes and eat.

She sorted out the tableware and chopsticks. She was about to go back and read books, but out of the corner of her eyes she saw a pile of scattered books on Wang Hao's table.

Why don't you... just go and help you sort it out?

Just after getting along for the past few days, Li Huanhuan has already understood Wang Hao's habits to some extent.

The experimental data are put together, and the theoretical speculation is put in a separate column.

The content of the manuscript is only one copy, and it needs to be collected together so that it can be easily read later. besides…

Wait... what book is this?

Li Huanhuan's raised arm hovered in mid-air.

Her eyes were fixed on an unseemly collection of books.

She saw that the writing was facing down, so she couldn't see the origin.

He got closer to the ground and observed it carefully for a moment. She glimpsed that the corners were still a little damaged, and from the appearance, it looked a bit old.

If it wasn't because of the time, then...

Because of frequent reading.

Li Huanhuan frowned slightly. She didn't flip through the book for the first time, but looked left and right, and finally reached out and grabbed it in her hand.

A gust of evil wind blew from out of nowhere, causing her to shiver.

Is the door and window not closed properly?

She looked around, but didn't find any air leaks.

If Wang Hao was present, I'm afraid I'd have to be suspicious again at this moment. But even if Li Huanhuan was thoughtful, he was still only six years old after all.

She didn't think much.

So with a backhand, he turned the whole book around, and then saw the name on the cover.

Forbidden Things Research Handbook.

This name is quite strange, and it is not the format that Wang Hao often writes, which makes Li Huanhuan even more curious.

What kind of book does it have to be to use such an odd title?

She stretched out her hand, her fingertips lightly twisted a piece of the footer, and was about to open it.

Suddenly there were two barks outside the door, which startled her and smashed the book on the ground.

"Wang! Wang! Wang... woo woo woo~"

The loud barking was restrained, and along with a curse, it poured in through the door and window.

"What nonsense! This is a bungalow, and the gentlemen rent it to others. How can homeless people live in a place like this? Dog things... I'm scared and confused in one day!"

There was a whip and a whimper, but after a while, there were footsteps walking away from the door. This seemed to arouse some unpleasant memories for Li Huanhuan, which made her breathing a lot tighter at this moment.

She hid in the side room and covered her head with a thin blanket, shivering uncontrollably. It wasn't until there was no movement at all that it was slowed down.

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and walked around the room for half a circle, and finally threw the collection of books that fell to the ground...

They all turned the pages.

The opening warning, the copy painting of the magic nest, the incarnation of the demon, the eye of the root...

These contents were turned over one by one until they jumped to the last page.

The font on the top is a little skewed, but it looks thicker. And this is precisely the result of the author's deliberate writing in order to increase the impression.

'I saw. ’