Ma Xiaoquan was very puzzled and thought to himself: Could it be that the black mark on Ling'er's chest was caused by me?
"But that's not right. As long as you use the Green Spirit Fire, it is absolutely impossible to have any physical strength left. Recovery also takes time..."
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't figure it out. When he first used Green Spirit Fire, he was escaping from Puyang City. Ma Xiaoquan clearly remembered that when his physical strength was exhausted, even breathing felt like a luxury.
It happened, and the green spirit fire obviously cannot burn clothes, but why, the "green spirit aura" formed before, in addition to my own clothes, will instantly vaporize the clothes and armor of Li Jue, Guo Si, Zhang Ji and the others
Woolen cloth?
"Ling'er...Ling'er..." Ma Xiaoquan stopped thinking wildly and decided to call Ling'er back first.
Not far away, Ling'er was lowering her head, biting her lower lip, and kept muttering: "Nasty, nuisance..." completely unaware that Ma Xiaoquan was calling her.
Ma Xiaoquan thought that Ling'er was still angry with him, so he gasped and reluctantly stood up, and slowly moved towards Ling'er.
There was a "pop", and Ma Xiaoquan fell down within a few steps.
Ling'er turned her head when she heard the sound and found Ma Xiaoquan lying on the ground, motionless. She was frightened and rushed to Ma Xiaoquan, hugged Ma Xiaoquan and shouted: "Are you okay? Are you okay?
, wake up..."
In fact, Ma Xiaoquan was fine at all. He fell just now because of lack of physical strength. Secondly, it was also because he was moving. He didn't move properly and kicked a dead branch, causing him to trip.
However, when Ma Xiaoquan heard that Ling'er was so nervous about him, he suddenly had "evil intentions" and pretended to be unconscious to deceive Ling'er.
Ling'er didn't know that this was Ma Xiaoquan teasing him. He was so nervous that he gritted his teeth and shouted. After a while, the little girl actually started crying.
When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he felt that he had gone too far. He quickly opened his eyes and comforted: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I won't die."
Ling'er pursed her lips, looked at Ma Xiaoquan with tears in her eyes, and threw herself into Ma Xiaoquan's arms.
Ma Xiao's strength has not yet been restored, and all he can do now is to hold Ling'er gently and comfort her gently.
After a long time, Ma Xiaoquan asked Ling'er: "Ling'er, where is Master?"
Ling'er raised her head and looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise.
Ma Xiaoquan groaned and pointed to his arms: "I have something in my arms that Master gave me. Ling'er, please take it out and take a look."
How could Ling'er dare? Not to mention touching it, he didn't even dare to look at it. When he was with his master in the past, whenever he encountered him changing clothes or something, he would stay far away.
"What are you doing standing there? Take it?"
Ling'er made a sound, shook her little hands, closed her eyes, and slowly stretched towards Ma Xiaoquan's chest.
The moment her little hand entered her arms, Ling'er touched two solid things. No, these can't be called things. This feeling is completely different from the softness on her chest. Why, she touched this place
Do you feel the urge to lean in when you are there?
Ling'er, who was thinking wildly, turned red to the root of her neck again.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't notice the change in Ling'er's expression at all. He urged: "Take it and dig deeper. There is a close-fitting pocket inside the clothes."
Ling'er squeaked and came to her senses. She was afraid that Ma Xiaoquan would notice her blush, so she lowered her head, but she still cooperated with Ma Xiaoquan's "order" and stretched her hand deeper.
If the feeling just now made Ling'er a little fuzzy, now it is no longer fuzzy. Ling'er is sure that this purple-haired man's chest is very strong.
"It turns out that this is the man..."
Ling'er couldn't help but sigh.
While sighing, Ling'er also firmly touched the thing in the inner pocket of Ma Xiaoquan's clothes.
Ling'er shyly pulled the thing out of Ma Xiaoquan's inner pocket.
"Huh?" Ling'er, who got this thing, looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise.
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "How is it? It belongs to Master, right? So, Ling'er, you are my little junior sister!"
Ling'er didn't pay attention to Ma Xiaoquan's approach. She carefully turned the things in her hands over and over.
In fact, what Huang Shigong gave to Ma Xiaoquan was a bamboo slip, but the content recorded on this bamboo slip was unusual.
The book Huang Shigong gave to Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang was a book on the art of war and strategic planning, but the book he gave to Ma Xiaoquan was based on Ma Xiaoquan's name.
"Book of filial piety?" Ling'er kept shaking her head with a look of disbelief.
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Ling'er's surprised expression and asked curiously: "Why, isn't it wrong?"
Ling'er pursed her lips: "It's not wrong, it's just that Master said at the beginning that this book of filial piety would not be given to anyone unless he met a destined person. Why, why would you let Master make an exception?"
Linger asked Ma Xiaoquan, who was Ma Xiaoquan asking?
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, indicating that he was unclear.
"By the way, Ling'er, where is Master?"
When she mentioned her master, Huang Shigong, Ling'er's eyes suddenly darkened.
Ma Xiaoquan felt something was wrong and quickly asked again.
Ling'er bit her lower lip and thought for a long time before saying, "Master is gone."
Ma Xiaoquan was shocked and asked quickly: "Leaving? Master is not dead, right?"
Ling'er said uncertainly: "I don't know. I only know that Master left me a message before he left, asking me to come to you. By the way, Master also told me to give this to you." Ling'er said.
, took out a white scroll from his arms.
The white scroll still retains Ling'er's body temperature, as well as the faint virgin fragrance of Ling'er.
Ma Xiaoquan swallowed his saliva and unfolded the white scroll. There was only one sentence on the white scroll.
Ma Xiaoquan knew that this sentence was given to him.
Ma Xiaoquan handed the white scroll to Ling'er for Ling'er to read. Ling'er took it and looked at it, her eyes red.
Ma Xiaoquan comforted Ling'er and said: "Look, master is not dead, he just wandered around because of something. Of course, you can follow me from now on. Senior brother, I will definitely serve you well." Ma Xiaoquan deliberately used the word "serve" between the two words.
The word was a bit harsh. Ling'er had never been in love. Of course, he didn't know that Ma Xiaoquan was daydreaming about pushing Ling'er to her.
Ling'er pouted: "I have followed Master since I was very young. Logically speaking, you should be my junior brother."
Ma Xiaoquan refused: "How can that work? After all, I am over a thousand years old. If you call me senior brother, it will be an advantage for you."
Ling'er narrowed her eyes: "I don't believe it. Apart from the fact that your hair color is different from others, there's nothing else, okay? No, you have to call me senior sister."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and rolled his eyes: "Well, if you let me kiss you a few times, I will promise to call you senior sister, okay?"
When Ling'er heard this, she lowered her head shyly and cursed softly: "You're a bastard! You bastard..."
Ma Xiaoquan laughed loudly: "Then you have to call me Senior Brother."
Ling'er has been traveling with her master since she was a child, and although she has seen a lot of the world, if it were to happen to her, she would not know how to deal with it for a while.
"You... you are a scoundrel, you are a nuisance..."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Who is a nuisance? I haven't done anything to you."
Ling'er was stomped angrily by Ma Xiaoquan. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to follow this person in the future, Ling'er would have beaten him up long ago. After all, his skills are still very good. Otherwise, how could he be like that before?
It took multiple people to rescue this purple-haired nuisance.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. My name is Ma Xiaoquan. Ling'er, do you have a name?"
Ling'er was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and patted her forehead: "I understand, it turns out it's because of your name, oh oh oh oh..." Ling'er had a smile on her face.
He said, "It turns out there is a word for filial piety in your name."
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "What, is there any problem?"
Ling'er said: "Master once said that this filial piety book will not be given away, but if you meet someone who is destined to have this filial piety book, Master will definitely give it to him."
Ma Xiaoquan answered: "You mean, the destined person that Master mentioned is me?"
Ling'er nodded, convinced: "It's you, it must be you."
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't understand how it could be related to him if it was just a book.
Ma Xiaoquan took the filial piety letter, unfolded it and took a look at it.
Although he got this book of filial piety very early, he has been busy running around. Apart from keeping it in his personal collection, Ma Xiaoquan has never read it.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned when he saw the first sentence.
Ling'er came over, took a look, and read out the first sentence: "Four lives of reincarnation, four lives of enlightenment, four lives of cause and effect, four lives of love, four lives of fate, four lives of tribulations, four lives of love in the end."
After reading, Ling'er thought for a long time and still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he shook his head and asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Do you understand?"
This sentence is written in Xiaozhuan. Although it is not difficult for Ma Xiaoquan to read Xiaozhuan now, Ma Xiao feels that every clause of this sentence has an extraordinary meaning, but...
..Is this a foreshadowing or an explanation? Ma Xiaoquan also doesn’t know.
"I don't understand either!" Ma Xiaoquan put the filial piety letter away.
Ling'er said oh and stopped talking.
The two were silent for a long time before Ling'er responded: "By the way, I got you boiled eggs, do you want to eat them?"
Ling'er said, picking up the bamboo basket she had thrown on the ground before, and took out two eggs from the bamboo basket.
"Oh, it's already cold. It doesn't matter. It tastes better when it's cold. Come on, one for you and one for me."
Ling'er handed the larger egg to Ma Xiaoquan and kept the smaller one for herself.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and pointed at the smaller egg in Ling'er's hand: "Give me the small one, and you eat the big one."
Linger also shook his head, expressing his disagreement.
Ma Xiaoquan said shamelessly: "If you don't agree, I won't eat. If I don't eat, I will have no strength. If I have no strength, how can I take care of you according to Master's instructions?"
Ling'er had no choice but to exchange the little egg in his hand with Ma Xiaoquan.