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Chapter Fifty-six: Ah Zi's Misfortune

"Fifth Father, I really didn't expect that you have been pursuing the scriptures for thousands of years. If you like it, consider this book as my filial piety and give it to you!"

The old devil Luohe stared closely at Jin Xiuyang, and was also confused by the latter's sudden generosity. In his impression, Jin Xiuyang was a money-grubber. He knew that the scriptures were valuable, but he still handed them over to others! But not at all.

It's like her way of doing things! But the latter looks serious and doesn't seem to be faking it.

"Fifth father, I am serious!" Jin Xiuyang placed the heavenly book in front of the latter.

The old demon Luohe stared at the Scripture of Ten Thousand Beasts in front of him. After a long time, he sighed dejectedly: "Because of this Scripture, I have fallen into this land where there are neither humans nor ghosts. So much time has passed, and in my heart

The obsession is no longer so deep, and there are eight scriptures in total. Not to mention whether the great achievements are really as miraculous as the hand pricks, even if they are collected together, the world is so big that it will not know how old the monkey is!

"

As the old demon Luohe said this, he gently closed the Scripture of Ten Thousand Beasts and pushed it back to Jin Xiuyang: "You are able to collect three volumes at such a young age. Maybe this Scripture is destined for you.

, now you happen to have not learned the technique, after the immortal enlightens you, you might as well give it a try boldly!"

"Me?" Jin Xiuyang pointed to the bridge of his nose, thinking of the supreme magical power of the Scripture, and looked delighted for a moment, but he soon woke up and did not sink into the illusory and powerful power of the future. Instead, he humbly asked for advice: "

Fifth Dad, since "Fate" is so powerful, then are the eight scriptures it divided into each one independent of each other?"

The eyes of the old demon Luohe became confused: "Probably not. If each one was an independent exercise, Tian Jing would have already become famous in this world. Even if the Shadow Demon Lord has such a vision, he can't even study it thoroughly. Now that he has

Since I have no name, I guess that if you want to gain insight into the supreme skill of the Ming Dynasty, you need to start practicing it from the first scripture!"

"Start practicing from the first Bible?" The small joy in Jin Xiuyang's heart was completely extinguished by a basin of cold water. He muttered regretfully, "Then I have no chance. Although I have this Scripture of Ten Thousand Beasts in my hand,

, but it’s probably not the first one, it seems I have no chance of this supreme skill!”

Seeing that Jin Xiuyang suddenly became depressed, the old demon Luohe comforted him: "Little girl, don't be discouraged. Don't you and the old man who taught you how to read and digit each have a scripture in their mind? Maybe there is the first one among them."

!”

Speaking of the old man, Jin Xiuyang opened her eyes wide, and the hope that had just been extinguished in her eyes burned again: "Yes!"

From then on, whenever there was an old man's class, Jin Xiuyang would attend on time. However, the old man was very lazy. He only taught a paragraph of text every day, and then quickly sent away this eager student and ran away leisurely.

Went to bed.

Jin Xiuyang's mouth was bulging, and she had no place to vent her anger. She kicked the stones on the ground angrily and pouted her mouth high to complain about the injustice in her heart.

"Xiuyang, please go back and take a look. Ah Zi is foaming at the mouth. She must be dying!" Thin Monkey saw Jin Xiuyang from a distance and ran over in a hurry. He pressed his hands on his thighs and kept breathing heavily.

Said anxiously.

"A'Zi is dying! What's going on?" Jin Xiuyang raised her head to see who was coming, and was shocked. When she went to class in the morning, A'Zi was curled up in the bed. She had been very well-behaved these days and couldn't sleep.

He seemed to be awake! She thought it was due to drowsiness, so she didn't disturb the little thing. Now that she thought about it, it was actually a bit abnormal.

The thin monkey took a few deep breaths, and his heart and lungs slowed down slightly: "I don't know, just when I was cleaning the fallen leaves, I suddenly heard a chirping in your room. I didn't pay attention at first, but later I realized that the sound was getting faster and faster.

, even a little hoarse, I felt something was wrong, opened your door, and found Azi foaming at the mouth, lying on the floor on the first floor, dying! "

When Jin Xiuyang heard that Ah Zi was dying, a chill hit her heart. She didn't care to chat with the thin monkey, the wind was blowing under her feet, and she hurried towards the junior dormitory. She was afraid that if she went back too late, Ah Zi would really die.

.

"boom"

The door of the pavilion was kicked open by him, and he saw that Ah Zi's hair was dull and shiny, her little head was hanging on the floor, and her body was already wet.

Jin Xiuyang's eyes instantly turned red. She stepped forward and picked up Ah Zi. Her mouth trembled. Her tears were like broken pearls, falling silently one after another. She had been called Nie Ying by the people in the town since she was a child. She was of the same age.

When the children saw her, they either yelled and beat her or hid far away. The whole childhood was extremely lonely. Fortunately, I had this little thing who got along with her day and night. From the Eight Immortals Town to the Xingyue Sect, she was always by her side, and she was with her every day.

The people in front and behind were chirping incessantly, and they were so naughty. Now they saw that Ah Zi's life was hanging by a thread, and she was no longer as lively and joyful as before. She was filled with sadness, and her whole heart was clenched together, and it hurt!

Azi's whole body felt warm. She could feel that Jin Xiuyang was coming. She tried her best to raise her little head, her eyes were gray. When she saw the latter sobbing, her little head gently arched the back of her hand, as if to comfort her.

This helpless little girl seemed to have exhausted all her strength with this small movement. The little head that she finally raised dropped down again. Her little mouth opened slightly, trying to scream, but she couldn't make any sound at all.

Demonic energy surged, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye, and the door was silently closed, cutting off everything! The old demon of Luohe showed his form, transformed into a black line, and lifted Azi from Jinxiuyang's trembling hands.

His face was heavy. Based on his experience, he couldn't figure out the latter's situation for a while.

At this time, Skinny Monkey ran over panting and saw Jin Xiuyang entering the room and the door was closed tightly. For fear of Ah Zi's death, she was so sad that she did something stupid and beat the wooden door desperately, but it couldn't be opened.

Anxiously, he ran to fetch reinforcements.

When Jinxiuyang saw the old demon Luohe appeared, she seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She hurriedly approached the latter, wanting to ask a question, but she was afraid of disturbing him. Her eyes were fixed on Azi, who was entangled with black threads, and her heart was pounding.

It kept beating wildly! As time passed by, there was another banging sound outside the door.

"Xiuyang, Xiuyang..." Thin Monkey banged the door anxiously and shouted loudly.

"Xiuyang, open the door quickly!" The voice was sharp, and it must be Jin Ran.

"Why is this door so heavy?" Chang Shan was also there.

"The door is so heavy that it takes great force to open it!"

"Let's try it together!" Yang Chen's voice sounded.

"Bang...bang...bang..." kept ringing in my ears.

"Fifth father, how is Azi?" Jinxiuyang ignored the people outside the door and looked at the old devil Luohe anxiously, praying in her heart and sobbing quietly.
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