Dark Beast Summoner

"Good boy, you are awake! That's great!"

Wujizi laughed so hard that his teeth couldn't see his eyes, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes almost formed a seam with his eyes.

Yaoqing shook his head speechlessly, the little girl hadn't learned to be a teacher yet, so he called him an apprentice! Is the skin still needed?

However, this little girl is very interesting. In the face of everything unknown, she did not panic. She only looked at them with suspicious eyes. She was bold and careful.

"Where is this place? Who are you?"

As soon as Mu Wushuang made her voice, she found that her voice was so hoarse that her vocal cords hurt when she spoke.

She didn't know what happened, she was already dead, she should have been shattered, how could she still survive?

Seeing that she could speak, Wujizi quickly answered her: "This is Qingyun Jianzong, old man, I am Wujizi, the head of Qingyun Jianzong, you were picked up from the foot of the mountain gate, I think your injury should be in Do you still remember what happened before this injury from the turbulence in space?"

Mu Wushuang frowned.

Wujizi kept an eye on her expression, and when she saw it, he only thought that she couldn't remember, he smiled and said, "Your consciousness was seriously injured, it's normal that you can't remember what happened before. It will recover, don't worry, just recuperate at ease."

Yaoqing said: "The vitality of the fetus in your womb is tenacious. During the three months of your coma, the mother's body has been delivering nutrients from the whole body to the fetus, so your body is extremely weak now, you should not rush to restore your cultivation base and consciousness. Well, take good care of your body first, and give birth to a child safely."

"I'm pregnant?" Mu Wushuang's voice was high, and a look of astonishment appeared on his indifferent face.

She looked at her lower abdomen subconsciously, but it was shriveled, not only her lower abdomen, but her whole body was as scrawny as firewood, and she couldn't tell that she was three months pregnant.

Is there a little life pregnant in her belly?

What exactly is going on?

Mu Wushuang originally thought that after she took back the Suzaku Jade Chain, the Chinese Supreme Treasure, when she used a bomb to die with the traitor, she was involved in the spatial turbulence mentioned in the door of the head, so she came to this strange place, but it seemed that it was not at all. In this way, because the child in her belly can't be explained at all, how can she be pregnant because she has never even slept with a man before?

She slowly raised her hand. There were two bracelets and two rings on her dry and pale hand, but she only knew the bracelet with the Suzaku pattern, because she was forced to die with the traitor in order to get it back.

She stretched out her hand to pluck it, except for the Suzaku jade chain that couldn't be taken off, the rest were taken off at once.

Suddenly, her head felt like a needle was pierced, and she broke out in cold sweat from the pain.

"Good boy, your consciousness is hurt too badly, don't try to recall the past, otherwise it will only aggravate the damage of your consciousness."

Wujizi said distressedly, seeing the miserable appearance of the good apprentice, he could not wait to take the place of the apprentice. After living for one hundred and eighty years, he finally met his destined apprentice.

"Is there a mirror?"

she asked with a pale face.

"Have!"

Wujizi immediately took out a bronze mirror.

Mu Wushuang looked at his actions out of nothing, and his mood was not very calm. Obviously, this old man was not a magician. He said that he was the head of Qingyun Jianzong. She guessed that this should be the kind of fairy world in the novel. But how did she get here?

Looking at the pale and thin face in the mirror, she felt both familiar and unfamiliar. It seemed to be her face, but it also seemed not to be her face.

Wujizi and Yaoqing looked at each other, and they were sure that she had lost her memory.

The two secretly transmitted their voices, and Wujizi asked Yaoqing how to make his good disciple take good care of his wounds?

"Give her some words from our Cangming Continent for her to read. With these words to pass the time, she should not think about it. After the child is born, she can take the medicine to restore her consciousness."

Wujizi was a little tangled: "But she read the script, what should I do with our Qingyun Jianzong? She is a fairy spirit, and even if she goes to those first-class sects, she is also rushing to exist."

Although the appearance of the apprentice was the guidance of the patriarch, he was truly satisfied with this apprentice. Although she now has a broken meridian, her dantian is damaged, and her cultivation base is completely lost, she will quickly recover after giving birth to her child. Immortal. The cultivation talent of the spiritual body is extremely terrifying!

"If she doesn't look down on our low-ranking sect, then in my opinion, there is no need to accept this apprentice." Yao Qing said.

The apprentice of the sect master is the future sect master, and she doesn't even look down on the sect. How will she lead the sect to make progress in the future?

"You dare not tell me!" Yao Qing glanced at Wujizi and let out a light cough.

Mu Wushuang looked at him.

"Well, do you still remember your name?" Yao Qing asked her.

Mu Wushuang lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes covered her expression, her pale and familiar face was printed on the mirror in her hand, she replied, "Wushuang, my name."

"Unparalleled, unparalleled, unparalleled in the world! Good name!" Wujizi rubbed his messy beard and laughed. He started with "No", and his apprentice also started with "No". Isn't this fate?

Yao Qing coughed lightly again, and when he saw the sect master standing up straight, he continued to say to Mu Wushuang:

"Wu-shuang, our sects in Cangming Continent are divided into first-class sects to Jiu-liu sects, and I won't talk about the four super families above, because people of our level can't reach them at all. Let me tell you this way. , Our Qingyun Sword Sect is the weakest Jiuliu sect. The head wants to accept you as a disciple. If you are willing, you can inherit the position of the head and become the new head of the Qingyun Sword Sect. You are not. If you want, we will also take you in to heal your wounds until you give birth to a child. You can leave if you want, or stay if you want, we don't have any opinion."

Wujizi was anxious, he said to Mu Wushuang: "Wushuang, although my ability is not great, I couldn't make Qingyun Jianzong be promoted to the eighth-row sect, but as long as you are willing to be my close disciple, I will definitely give it all. I will give you the best resources to make your cultivation worry-free!”

"I've already thought about it."

Mu Wushuang raised his head and looked at Wujizi with no expression on his face.

Wujizi felt a chill in his heart and felt that he was out of play.

"Why don't you think about it again?" he said unconvincingly.

"I would like to worship you as a teacher."

"You think again...what?" Wujizi jumped up and slapped Yaoqing on the shoulder: "Old Yao, pinch me quickly to see if I have hallucinations!"

Yao Qing pinched Wujizi fiercely, and Wujizi cried out in pain.

Mu Wushuang smiled lightly, feeling that there was nothing wrong with having a master like Wujizi. What about the Jiuliu sect, what about the first-class sect, she can be wherever she wants!

She put her hand on her lower abdomen and felt a warm current flowing there. She didn't know why, but in the deepest part of her heart, she seemed to be looking forward to the arrival of this little life.

The child's father, who is he?