Chapter 5724: Fan Wai-Qiao Mu and Xuan Huang

Chapter 5724 Fanwai-Qiao Mu and Xuan Huang
[Xiao Qiao, you were my kid from the void.
Although I don't know where you came from, I can also feel the anger in your body.
Originally, I thought that I would take you to walk everywhere, and you can save your spirits. However, after a long time, there has been no change...]
"Maybe the fate hasn't arrived yet..." The white-clad monk's eyebrows were indifferent, and he glanced at Xuan Huang.
"Is it God's will? Want her to wait for someone?" he said to himself.
Immediately, his fingertips overflowed with a golden light, but when the light surged, he flicked to the heart of the tree, and slammed into it, suddenly disappearing.
The child rolled his beautiful big eyes, and suddenly fell back when he was soft.
Xuan Huang supported her body at once, then hugged her, a glance of anger flickered across her eyes, and she yelled, "Stingy monk, what are you doing?"
"Don't misunderstand the female donor, the poor monk just put the imprint of Jin Fuyulu into Xiao Qiao'er's consciousness, which will not cause harm to her body. After a while, she will wake up on her own."
Golden Fu Yulu? Everyone was stunned, and then opened their mouths together.
"But in the mainland's Honghuang Chi, there are only a few words in it that have already been lost?"
Isn't the technique of Fulu not an ancient legend? Master Fu Mi also existed before?
Everyone has always thought that most of the things recorded on the mainland's Honghuangshi are absurd, and there is no factual evidence.
Originally, it turned out that there really existed a secret book like Jinfuyulu.
The white monk nodded honestly, "Yes. It's the golden copy of the golden fuyulu, which is the record of the spell of Fulu, and the poor monk came to the dark forest to find this thing for Xiao Qiaoer."
"Speaking of it, the poor monk was lucky."
This time even the jaws of Xuanhuang and Nitian fell down, and they all spit out at the bottom of their hearts: Nima, as such a treasure, why don't you secretly say it? Do I have to shout out to everyone? ?
Probably too arrogant about his own strength.
Against the sky, the young monk did not put the ants in front of him at all.
So it doesn't matter if it's secret or not.
As long as he is present, other people can't take away Jin Fuyu from the little girl.
But... this monk said calmly, when luck was not bad, why did they want to smoke his calm face?
Is this good luck? This is luck, right?
Xuan Huang was speechless and moved forward a few steps, handing the child in his arms to the monk, "Don't leave her alone and throw it away alone in the future."
The white monk fixed his eyes on the sleeping child and shook his head. "Let her follow you."
"Huh?" Xuan Huang was stunned.
"You have the fate of mentoring and apprenticeship, this is God's will." The monk said lightly, "Let her follow you, okay."
"You should know her situation. I took her to walk around, originally intended to save her anger and let her be able to come and go, to reverse her chaotic life path."
The monk said lightly, "Unfortunately, for so long, this child has always kept his heart closed, and he has deep grievances and grievances. He has never spoken aloud, and his whole body has never been down."
"Jinfu Yulu has the power to stabilize the consciousness and protect the soul." The monk paused, soothing his brows and whispering, "I hope you will one day send her back to the original track. Everything is troublesome!"
The monk's remarks made him squint and Xuanhuang narrowed his eyes. His eyes glanced at him with a trace of scrutiny.
Others listened to the clouds and didn't understand them at all. Whatever the twists and turns of life, they didn't understand.
Xuan Huang and Ni Tian didn't understand anything. The monk actually saw that they controlled the power of time and space.
Will the power of time and space finally turn things around, even if they don't know it themselves, how did the monk learn that they have such great power?
Against the sky, he lifted the small fat hand, barely closing his chin.
Do you need to know everyone who preaches the Golden Fu Yulu?
The two of them understood that the monk did not have confidence in his own strength, but had confidence in Xuanhuang and Tiantian!
I believe that with their strength, they will be able to protect the little girl who holds a treasure.
Even if the secret of Jin Fuyulu is well known to the world, the strength of Xuanhuang and Nitian can protect Xiao Qiaoer and prevent her from being hurt.
But why did they all have the urge to kill this monk from the bottom of their hearts?
Why is this monk so annoying?
The monk turned around and walked away as if he hadn't seen the black and gray faces of the crowd.
White monk's clothes, wide robe with open sleeves, and robe sleeves dancing and walking.
Xuan Huang frowned and looked up at the monk's back. "You have been with her for so many years and just left? Don't wait for her to wake up and take another look?"
"It's destined to be different. A few more glances are necessary to separate. Why bother..." The monk waved his hand, his body jumped up, pedaling against the cliff, shrinking into an inch, and two or three steps away.
When the monk's figure disappeared over the cliff, Xuan Huang felt that the child in his arms moved, and he looked down.
The child opened his eyes suddenly, and the dark ground was deep and frozen.
Moving the small arm and calf, Xuanhuang let go of her hand and let her climb her body slippery and jump to the ground.
The little girl seemed to feel, she ran under the cliff and looked up at the high cliff above the cliff, which had become a little black monk figure.
I can't see it at all...
Armed tightly around the sleeping little unicorn, the little girl's long eyelashes flickered a few times.
Suddenly, the small face wrinkled into a ball, biting a thin small mouth, and a large drop of tears slipped from his eyes, and Quan Yong could not stop it.
Xuan Huang sighed softly, walked to her side and squatted down, gently touched the little girl's head with a face, reached out to wipe her tears, and her heart was astringent, "In the future, I will never leave you again, Ok?"
The little girl seemed to be hit hard, and she kept crying.
Hearing her words, she raised her head slightly and met Xuan Huang's ink-like clear eyes.
There was a slight cry, and her eyes were fixed on her for a while, with a slight suspicion in her eyes.
Until Xuan Huang smiled slightly, he said softly, "I promise, good boy."
The little girl cried out with a wow, and suddenly opened her hands to Xuanhuang's arms.
"Is it good for you to call you Xiaobao in the future?" Xuan Huang reached out and touched the child's head and hugged her with a smile.
"Take you home for the teacher."
(End of this chapter)