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The little girl Mo Piao, who had just held the little hand of Luo Tongtong, the apprentice of Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the Spiritual Realm Grandmaster, automatically stepped on the magical little ladder with "......Oooo

"Hehe, it's so fun!" Luo Tongtong, the apprentice of Luo Qingyu, the first generation of Spiritual Realm Grandmaster Luo Qingyu, suddenly returned to his childhood when he was with the young master Luo Qingyu.

Because Luo Tongtong was picked up by Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the Spiritual Realm Grandmaster, from the street on a rainy day.

At that time, a three- or four-year-old child stood in the wind and rain, blown by the strong wind, like a lonely duckweed.

However, the more pitiful her figure was, the more raging the wind and rain that flew against her.

And the little toddler who was ruthlessly attacked by the wind and rain, when the wind and rain were in full swing, actually exuded a kind of awe-inspiring natural aura: it was like a spiritual flame emitted from Luo Tongtong's body and mind like a tireless young child......

Seeing this situation, Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the Spiritual Realm, was stunned!

As a result, Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the Spiritual Realm, continued to look at the supernatural Yiqi that appeared in front of him......

And Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the spiritual realm at that time, was too unfamiliar with the spiritual realm when he first came to the spiritual realm, and he didn't know if it was out of pity, or when Luo Tongtong was ruthlessly drenched by the wind and rain, the aura exuded from his body provoked Luo Qingyu's liking, anyway, on that special stormy day, seeing a peerless little girl who was independent in the wind and rain, and the spiritual flame emitted by her small body, she rushed forward with an arrow.

Carry her home: After washing, take her to the store and buy the most beautiful and cutest clothes, and raise her as if she were her own sister.

Therefore, in order to make her little life full of childlike fun, she asked Zaomi, a famous architect in the spiritual world, to build a psychedelic slide for Luo Tongtong in the cultivation place.

The slide is about 100 meters high and is made entirely of special materials.

The big slide with a height of about 100 meters almost filled Luo Tongtong's entire childhood spiritual life.

Luo Tongtong was careful, when she raised her right hand to lead the crony princess Mo Piao, she found that the original emerald green, delicate and cute crony princess Mo Piao, when the bald brush touched her, her whole body was drastic, and she turned into a little chivalrous girl in a black suit.

Luo Tongtong, who has always had a dependent relationship with Luo Qingyu, the grandmaster of the first generation of the spiritual realm, saw the little jade tree in the spirit breeze and the sassy and delicate little figure of the nepotistic little princess Mo Piao, and there was an inexplicable joy in her heart: "Heh, it turns out that a little girl can be so handsome!" lowered her head and smiled, and when her smiling face was closed, she actually slid down as if she had fallen into a huge bottomless pit, stepping on the wide and long divine ladder!

"Oh!?Where is this?" As soon as he landed on the ground, Luo Tongtong looked at the tall and distant ladder and was stunned!

"Could it be that this is a divine painting? Is this a divine brush? Could it be that this divine ladder is the legendary heavenly ladder that was once lost in the airspace?" Luo Tongtong couldn't help but bow his head and say in his heart.

"Tong'er: Where have you been? You actually saw the 'Peerless Ladder'?" Just as Luo Tongtong lowered his head and whispered in his heart, there was a heartfelt voice from Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the Spiritual Realm.

"Master: This ladder is a divine painting drawn on the Baiyun drawing board, the things inside are real, it is painted by the little hand of the little princess of the Heavenly Court Star Domain, and as soon as the painting was finished, we were invited to the divine ladder, and now in a place where the atmosphere is very weird......" Luo Tongtong whispered in a very low voice, I don't know if Luo Qingyu, the grandmaster of the first generation of the Spirit Domain, didn't hear her heart, or was too busy to reply, anyway, after saying this heartfelt sentence, there was no echo of Luo Qingyu on the other party except for the sound of marriage and war.

The crony little princess ink flutters!

Whether it is the bald pen, the white cloud drawing board, or the final divine ladder, she also draws with a stroke of the pen, of course, she knows what spiritual objects will be reborn, but she does not know where those strange spiritual objects are going to take her......

Her left hand was holding the small hand of Luo Tongtong, the apprentice of Luo Qingyu, the first generation of the Spiritual Realm, and in her right hand, she was holding the bald pen that had just been laid out on the Baiyun drawing board and the divine ladder, and she quickly slid into a place that felt creepy.

"Bang, bang!" There were two dull sounds, and the little princess Mo suddenly lifted her body, raised her left hand at the same time, and lifted Luo Tongtong's small body in a daze.

Then, the little princess Mo suddenly let go: only to hear the sound of "whoa!", the peerless divine ladder that automatically unfolded was automatically retracted, and then, the white cloud drawing board hanging high in the sky was also suspended by it.

"Papapa......" After listening to a lively sound, the white cloud drawing board was also soft like a peerless spirit skin from another world, slowly approaching and shrinking, and finally turned into a small piece of white thin paper, wrapped around the paintbrush.

"Hmph! The little tender person carved in ice and jade, after I colluded with 30 men by husband and wife, I couldn't make such a crisp and soft graceful voice, look at Aunt Ben, the 50-year-old prostitute doesn't rely on collusion with those men to kill you little cutie!" Suddenly, a twilight woman, wearing a pair of bright pink slippers, walked out of the room of a Qinglou slave.

"'Lao Yingzi': I believe in the strength of our husband and wife, you will definitely say the words you said on the marriage bed sweetly to other prostitutes. With your incorruptible tongue and the strength of your indomitable legs, you will definitely win this battle in the end! Remember to keep getting acquainted with your husband and wife relationship with the other 29 prostitutes, otherwise we will eventually fall short...... "Listening to the tall Qinglou slave looking at the twilight Qinglou girl in the wind very affectionately, his heart was distressed......

"Well: It's not easy for a 50-year-old female teacher in a twilight private middle school to write on the Internet with a small young and sexy avatar, but it's rare in the spiritual realm to care so much about any author who writes better than her and puts the other party to death again and again. However, according to my eyesight, the number of her prostitutes, even if it soars from 30 to 300, I am afraid that it will not be able to catch it, after all, she is old and decrepit, and she is the one who helps her, once she finds out that she is 50 years old, and her face is dark, wrinkled, and the old man is like a dragonfly, slowly climbing up her skin, ......she is also inadequate!"

As the flow of people drifted away, the crony princess Mo fluttered with a bald pen, she was like a pool of spiritual treasures suspended in the sky, letting the magical wind rise and fall, drifting down the water.

The sudden appearance of the magical wind seems to be full of spirituality, or it is simply like a smart car, carrying a crony princess in the sky!

Luo Tongtong suddenly raised her spirit sword antenna, "Whew!" and waved it in mid-air!

Streams of clear aura, like sharp weapons, quickly appeared and then disappeared. ……

The white-horse boy Tan Fengyan, he never thought that the group of bandits, one by one, were extremely vicious, and they were not afraid of clever attacks, but they were afraid of water around ......

The young man on the white horse lifted himself up, "Wow!", he got out of the whistling water, gently opened the small white folding fan, and where the wind swept by his feet, a flat illusory gate appeared......

The illusory gate was vacated and slanted into the feet of the white horse boy Tan Fengyan.

When the young man on the white horse floated down, the illusory gate suddenly became smaller at the feet of the young man on the white horse.

It was small, as small as a burning spiritual flame, more like a magical open space drawing board, and as soon as the feet of the white horse boy Tan Fengyan landed, it slid the white-clothed boy away like a rocket......

"Hey, skateboarder!, come to tea and cure your hangover!" suddenly a thin, wilted-like robber stretched out a hand and drunkenly shouted to the young man on the white horse.

Hearing the shout, the white-clothed young man Tan Fengyan hurriedly limped on his tiptoes, and then slid the small skateboard of the void gate and rushed over......

"Bang!" the young man reached out and touched it, and pulled out a glass-shaped object from his chest.

He rested his hands in the air, and with a little luck, the empty cup hanging in the air suddenly had half a cup of turquoise hangover tea.

"Huhu!" and then his hands gently pushed from his bosom to him: the half cup of tea floated steadily towards the shouter......

The robber who reached out for the tea, received the cup of green hangover tea, and drank it in a few sips.

Then, with a "pop!", the glass was shattered.

Unexpectedly, the guy who threw the wine glass was so drowsy that he could no longer cry for help, and he looked like he was dead from the drunken crowd.

"Oh!?it turns out that he is ......" Seeing the guy who was in a hurry to drink hangover tea fall, the young man on the white horse suddenly realized where had he seen the robber......

"Oh, thankfully, ......" At this point, the young man on the white horse finally breathed a sigh of relief.

While the fat-headed and broad-eared robbers were drunk, the young man on the white horse flew over, and he levitated his body over the staggering bandits, and suddenly found a woman dressed in aqua blue, wearing a turban of the same color and pattern, mingling in the middle of the bandits.

Maybe she's been waiting for an opportunity to escape, or maybe it's providence, when the old scoundrels with the bearded and black-clad all fell, I saw her cleverly lift, and then "pop, pop......" 20 white marbles popped out of her palm, and those pinballs flew up one by one, and bounced towards the "unconscious hole" of the gang of robbers!

Under the two majestic cliffs, those robbers who seemed to be strong fell asleep in an instant like zombies......

Look at a group of robbers who are strong outside the middle.

Look at the nimble young woman.

The white-horse boy Tan Fengyan hurriedly lifted his body and hid his body in a bush halfway up the mountainside.

Once he had stood still, he continued to observe the strange woman who was acting strangely.

Lifting up the dexterous figure again, the woman in the aqua blue turban and the aqua blue battle suit, her soft feet gently touched the top of the robbers' heads, and flew away in the direction of the wind.

At this moment, Luo Tongtong floated in!

Seeing that Luo Tongtong went to the battlefield to join in the fun, the nepotistic little princess Mo Piaoyu also raised her body and followed.

"Whoa!" With a sound, the white horse boy Tan Fengyan carefully accepted his small white folding fan, and Luo Tongtong found a white mist like a stream of water, and hid it extremely secretly towards the small folding fan.

Until the white horse boy Tan Fengyan, his powerful big hand waved in the air: the water flow quickly suspended in mid-air for about a few seconds: "Boom, boom, boom, ......boom" secretly flowed some mysterious scenes that could not be touched and could not be seen, only to see the crowd of people, and the voices of people were boiling......

Looking at the little nepotistic princess Mo Piao, who came suddenly, the white horse boy Tan Fengyan quickly stopped a juggler, and he fell in front of the crony little princess, looking at her eyes for a full minute.

Master said: "Only by borrowing the bloodline that has been passed down from generation to generation can I release all the aura hidden on the bald pen for 100,000 years," the white horse boy Tan Fengyan looked at the small, cute, pure and beautiful crony princess Mo Piao, and said extremely seriously.

"Brother Tan: Mo Piaohu's full assistance is, since you have the "Spirit Crossing Heart Whispering Book", you can call me with confidence!" This nepotistic princess Mo Piaohu is still young, she still doesn't know what the meaning of calling is, and after she answered the white horse boy Tan Fengyan's request happily, she stretched out her soft and cute little hand, and jumped to go to the green......

"Princess Mo stays!" Seeing that the little princess with a skirt dodge and left, the young man with a white horse flew and fell in front of the little princess Mo Piao.

However, the speed of Mo Piao, who is flying like a rush, is too fast!

was careless, but he almost bumped into the white horse boy Tan Fengyan who had just stopped in front of him!

"Oh!?" the little princess Mo fluttered suddenly, quickly stretched out the bald pen, and lay in front of the white horse boy whose body was tilting.

"Oh!" Seeing this, the young man on the white horse quickly stretched out his left hand and clenched the paintbrush stretched out from the little princess's right hand.

"You have the ability to take it! If you can take it, it's yours!" said the little princess with a crony look at Baimatan's demeanor and said very seriously.

"Bang!", hearing the words of the little princess of the crony, the paintbrush was able to skillfully break free of the little hand of the princess of the crony, and eagerly flew towards the hand of the young man Tan Fengyan......

Flattered, the young man on the white horse quickly stretched out his hands and took the brush with great care-----

At this moment, a strange magical blue wind rushed in, and it soared into the air, rolled up the spirit pen and continued to blow...... (To be continued.) )