HLnovel Chapter 107 The Mosquito Taoist Spits Out Blood Beads from the River Styx
Chapter 107 The Mosquito Taoist Spits Out Blood Beads from the River Styx
On the shores of a sea of blood.
The Styx Ancestor suddenly could no longer sense the aura of the Eye of Destruction he had unleashed.
Even more so, I felt a chill on my back.
The bad feeling grew stronger.
Yang Jiao rode her bicycle back to the Yang residence.
Fearing that on the day he left, his gourd vines would be lost,
The tricycle rushed into the house before it could even come to a complete stop.
At this moment, Mosquito Taoist was still sitting outside with Yang Jian, staring at each other.
The rumbling in their stomachs grew louder and louder, but they stubbornly refused to admit defeat.
Yang Jian's entire body stiffened; his calves cramped, and his spine went numb, yet he remained motionless, his gaze fixed intently on the Mosquito Daoist.
My voice is hoarse from saying those words eight hundred times:
"I'm watching you..."
Mosquito Taoist swallowed hard, unwilling to back down:
"I'm watching you..."
When Yang Jiao returned to the front of the house, this was the scene she saw.
The two people sitting opposite each other had chapped lips, pale and bloodless, and each word sounded as if it had been sifted through sand.
"I'm watching you..."
"I'm watching you..."
She rubbed her forehead and slapped it hard on her forehead.
The commotion instantly drew their attention.
Yang Jian immediately stood up, ran to Yang Jiao, glared at the Mosquito Taoist, and said:
"Sister, I have protected the gourd vine very well."
The mosquito-like Taoist, who had run up to Yang Jiao with a clattering sound, glared at Yang Jian and said:
"I have protected Yang Jian very well."
Yang Jian frowned:
"Who asked you to guard this place!"
The Mosquito Taoist couldn't learn this move; after trying for a long time, he could only wrinkle his nose and say:
"Who asked you to guard this place!"
Seeing this, Yang Jiao knew that her gourd vine was alright!
There are still two ginseng fruits in the gilded Boshan incense burner, to nourish Jian'er's body.
Yang Jiao took Yang Jian's hand and led him into the house.
Mosquito Taoist, who was a step behind, also reached out his hand to Yang Jiao.
He watched helplessly as the brother and sister seemed to have forgotten about him, leaving him with only their backs.
He stared at the empty hand that no one was holding for a long time, and finally slapped his left hand onto his right hand.
"If you don't lead the mosquitoes, they'll lead you!"
Then, as if being led, with her hands clasped in front of her, she led the body into the house.
As soon as Yang Jiao entered the room, she took out the gilded Boshan incense burner from her sleeve, which made Yang Jian extremely envious. He held his sister's hand and examined it repeatedly in surprise, saying:
"Sister, you can conjure magic from your sleeves?!"
Before he could finish asking, Yang Jian felt a pair of slender, cool hands cover his small hands.
Mosquito Taoist exclaimed with delight:
"You can conjure magic in your sleeves... conjure... a universe within your sleeves!"
Mosquitoes know more than Yang Jian.
If you're going to learn something, you should learn something you don't know. But this spell is something that the good guy who often comes to the Blood Sea to fight knows, and Mosquito Taoist knows it.
The reason why he was so memorable was that if Zhen Yuanzi didn't beat up the Styx, the Styx would beat him up instead.
Every time Zhen Yuanzi goes to the Blood Sea, he can absorb a large amount of it.
Upon hearing the phrase "universe within the sleeve," Yang Jian became even more eager to learn.
He grabbed Yang Jiao's sleeve and wouldn't let go, without saying a word, just holding on and gently shaking it.
Mosquito Taoist didn't understand, but he still acted arrogantly.
She swayed gently.
tear.
The cuffs were torn open.
Her fingers stiffened in disarray, trembling almost imperceptibly, as she thought to herself:
"Oh no, Yang Jiao is going to take my breasts!"
Mosquito Taoist didn't dare to meet Yang Jiao's eyes. He hooked his finger to gather the tattered cloth together, then put his hands behind his back, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Yang Jian was about to say something when Yang Jiao stopped him.
It's just a sleeve. As long as this Mosquito Taoist befriends her through breastfeeding, he can protect her family for more than ten years!
At least if Yang Jiao were to encounter an opponent of Shiva's caliber again, this Mosquito Taoist would be able to easily defeat him.
"Jian'er, look what good things your sister brought back for you. Have one!"
After saying that, Yang Jiao took out a ginseng fruit from the Boshan furnace.
"It smells so good, so good."
Mosquito Daoist's nose twitched slightly; he thought the fruit's fragrance was intoxicating.
Yang Jian watched with delight as his sister suddenly pulled a fruit out of the small stove. But upon closer inspection, he was so startled that he took a step back.
This fruit looks like a three-day-old baby, with all four limbs and facial features.
He looks just like a child.
Yang Jian immediately stepped back and said:
"Sister, this is a person, take it away quickly."
Yang Jiao slapped him on the head and said angrily:
"These are Tang Sanzang's words!"
Mosquito Taoist's soul was almost completely captivated by the ginseng fruit; wherever Yang Jiao held up her hand, she floated there, hurriedly saying:
"Yang Jian won't eat it, but the mosquitoes will."
Yang Jiao waved her hand.
A voice echoed in my mind:
[It is recommended to feed this to the system.]
She smiled to herself, thinking:
"Haven't given me any tasks in ages. Now you see ginseng fruit and want some? Eat 47!"
Yang Jiao hooked her arm around Yang Jian's neck and tried to feed him, forcing him to eat, saying:
"Eat it! If you don't eat it, I'll throw it out to feed the dogs!"
Mosquito Taoist immediately ran to the door, squatted down, and waited expectantly for the ginseng fruit to fall from the sky.
Wang Wang Wang!
I'm a dog!
Come feed me!
Yang Jian dodged and refused to eat.
The most anxious of all was Mosquito Taoist.
"Yang Jiao, if you throw it, he won't eat it. Throw it to the dog, woof woof."
In that brief moment, Yang Jian managed to peek out from behind his older sister's restraints and said:
You're a mosquito!
opportunity!
The moment Yang Jian finished speaking, Yang Jiao stuffed the ginseng fruit into his mouth, and its sweet taste filled his stomach.
"You can't see if you close your eyes, eat up, be good."
A tremendous heat began to rise from Yang Jian's abdomen, and soon his face turned flushed red. Yang Jian's struggles gradually subsided...
He immediately began to enter a meditative state.
Yang Jiao carefully placed her younger brother down.
I was also suffering from indigestion, but thankfully Zhen Yuanzi's pat on the head exempted me from my meditation time. I wonder when Jian'er will wake up from his meditation this time, and what his cultivation level will be...
Mosquito Taoist was dumbfounded.
He stood up abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, and pointed at Yang Jiao:
"You, you, you lied to the mosquito! You said he wouldn't eat it and would just throw it outside!"
How could Yang Jiao not give Mosquito Taoist a piece?
If it were only given to Yang Jian, it would definitely be done secretly. How could he let Jian'er eat alone in front of Mosquito Taoist? Wouldn't that make her so angry that she would go mad?
then,
Yang Jiao took out another ginseng fruit and waved it:
"Here, this one is yours."
Mosquito Taoist's face lit up with joy. He ran into the house, picked up Yang Jiao, and spun her around, saying:
"I knew you were the best. You said you'd take care of my food and drink."
Long-handed, he took the ginseng fruit, and the Mosquito Taoist took a small bite before raising it to the sky:
"Ah~"
His eyes narrowed instantly.
It smells so good, so good, so good! It's full of vitality.
What kind of life did they live in the sea of blood? Now that they're with Yang Jiao, it's like they've escaped poverty.
Seeing that Mosquito Taoist was also eating, Yang Jiao then combined the Xu Earth and Ren Gui Water, and in the Boshan Furnace, he cleared out a space and transplanted the gourd vine along with the original Nine Heavens Breath Soil into it.
Peace of mind.
After that, with this Boshan furnace, which could hold ten thousand acres of land, he could also store it in his sleeve space.
Safe and convenient.
After he finished, he turned around and saw the Mosquito Taoist reluctantly licking his lips.
Yang Jiao thought to herself:
This Mosquito Taoist is truly amazing. While I and Erlang needed to meditate to refine the ginseng fruit, she was completely unharmed.
Fang Yi finished thinking.
Then, the Mosquito Taoist opened his mouth and spat out a bead of blood.
It is hard on the outside, but blood flows inside.
She handed it to Yang Jiao and said:
"Mosquitoes don't eat for free; mosquitoes give you the blood of the Styx Ancestor."
Who? Whose blood?
Yang Jiao couldn't believe her ears. This Mosquito Taoist had even sucked up the Styx River?!
That drop of blood in front of me...
Mosquito Taoist pouted as he looked at the bead of blood and huffed, "..."
"That old man always tried to kill me, so I took advantage of him being in a meditative state and drained him dry once!"
He sucked...sucked it dry once...
No wonder the Styx Ancestor is chasing you everywhere.
What don't you smoke?
If it weren't for the fact that the Styx Ancestor was the Lord of the Blood Sea and had 480 million clones, making him practically immortal, you would have been devoured in one bite!
Mosquito Taoist stuffed the blood droplet into Yang Jiao's hand and said:
"I don't know what this blood bead is for, but ever since I absorbed the blood of the Styx Daoist, none of his Blood Sea creatures have dared to come near me."
Upon hearing this,
Yang Jiao no longer refused.
He quickly took it and placed it in his Boshan incense burner.
"This is great stuff! I'll never be afraid of Asura again when I go to the Blood Sea!"