Chapter 2170: My Name is Song Xianxian (Second Update) (Page 1/1)

Meng Fan was suddenly dumbfounded.

Wen Hongcai actually took out a big seal from his body, as if he had been prepared.

Fang Xianyun actually took out the Great Seal of the Emperor Immortal Palace, and he came prepared.

Naturally, pen and paper are also readily available.

While eating and drinking, the two palace masters finalized the alliance contract, and after writing it, they each scratched their fingertips, wiped their own big seal, and stamped a paper covenant.

Blood Seal Alliance.

After tonight, the alliance between the two palaces will surely spread throughout the nine mountains and nine palaces, which is also the first two forces in the nine mountains and nine palaces to form an alliance.

Meng Fan looked at the lively scene, raised his head and took a big sip of wine.

The person in this situation, this scene and this place is destined to be just a memory in his heart in the future, and he may never see it.

The catch lasted for three days.

In these three days, the Emperor Immortal Palace and the Linxian Palace have mobilized more people, in the lake, there are more people catching fish than the fish in the water, but there is still no shadow of the shark, but someone was injured by a fierce giant turtle at the bottom of the lake, and the giant turtle got into the mud at the bottom of the lake after injuring people, and there is no trace to be found.

People kept dragging their tired bodies back to recuperate.

They no longer believe that there are any mermaids in the lake.

At Meng Fan's insistence, Fang Xianyun and Wen Hongcai also left one after another, and after another three days, Meng Fan was left alone on the shore of Linxian Lake.

It's not that those people want to leave, they were forcibly driven back by Meng Fan.

He said that more people are too lively, and one person may be better.

"Failure?"

On this night, the moonlight was still gorgeous, and Meng Fan looked at the sparkling lake with a solemn expression.

Finding the Soul Pill materials has exhausted the power of the Emperor Immortal Palace, it is not easy, if he goes out in the future and goes to find it alone, how difficult will it be? Not to mention the merman tears who blindly can't find a replacement?

Meng Fan took out a pot of wine, and sat on the shore and drank it.

Suddenly remembering something, Meng Fan rekindled the bonfire that was about to be extinguished, took out a crane from the Qiankun space, put it on the fire and roasted it, and secretly left one on the night he ate the crane in Tongtian.

I want to leave it for Song Zheliu to eat.

"Old Song, where did you kid go? Don't die here!" Meng Fan looked at the constantly beating flames and muttered, "You like to eat crane meat the most, do you smell the fragrance? Why don't you come and taste it?"

He was worried that Song Zheliu had already died in Jiushan and Jiugong.

At that time, the old sect master of the Chongming Sect died, the situation in the Nine Mountains and Nine Palaces was in chaos, and people were constantly dying.

Meng Fan tore a piece of crane meat, threw it into the lake, then took the wine jug, poured wine, and said softly: "Song Zheliu, whether you are dead or alive, if you don't say anything, I will default to your death and give you sacrificial wine!"

Cluck!

A crisp laugh of a woman came from the lake in the distance.

Meng Fan turned his hand and put away the wine jug, his eyes followed the prestige, and the expression in his eyes couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy, it was extremely complicated!

In the lake in the distance, such as the silver moonlight, there is a figure half immersed in the water, half of the body is exposed on the water, and the long hair hangs down on the chest, presenting a bewitching and charming picture that is difficult for everyone to depict in their lives!

Meng Fan's gaze swept over the enchanting figure, and then focused on the world-shattering face that brought disaster to the country and the people!

That's a touching oval face!

Her bright red mouth squirmed, as if she was chewing on the crane meat he had just dropped, and her pair of autumn water scissors were full of teasing looks.

A crisp and pleasant voice like a copper bell on the eaves sounded immediately: "The surname Meng, your man's affection is worth a piece of meat and a pot of wine?"

The woman who looked like a demon actually knew Meng Fan's surname.

Meng Fan suddenly threw the wine jug in his hand into the woman's face, and then couldn't suppress his laughter, and couldn't help but curse: "Hahaha, Song Zheliu, old Song, you fucking ...... It turned out to be a little girl, your grandmother's, and slept with Lao Tzu for several days, and you have seen Lao Tzu taking a bath several times, you ...... You...... Hahaha!"

That goose egg face is Song Zheliu!

The beautiful woman in the water grabbed the wine jug that Meng Fan threw over, and her cheeks suddenly turned red: "Who is Song Zheliu? Who saw you take a bath! Shameless!"

Meng Fan finally restrained his smile, patted the beach beside him, and said a little breathlessly: "Hurry up, don't make trouble, go ashore and talk about it, to be honest, I have long suspected that you are a woman, and it is easier for me to accept you if you are a woman, I have long been thinking, how can there be a man in this world who is more pleasing to the eye than me? Lao Tzu is a young talent raised by the green mountains and green waters of Pig's Trotter Mountain!"

The woman raised her snow-white slender neck, opened her small mouth, raised the wine jug and dropped a line of wine into her mouth, her demeanor was indescribably elegant and charming, and then she wiped her moist soft lips with her wrist, frowned at Meng Fan, and said coldly: "The surname is Meng, I will also tell you the truth, Miss Ben is not the wimp you know, my name is Song Xianxian!"

Meng Fan, who finally suppressed his smile, laughed again: "Okay, Xian Xian is not, there are poetry clouds, Xian Xian folds willows, hold this to send your lover, isn't it still Song Zheliu, don't act, I'm tired for you, I used to make myself look like a man, isn't it very panicked? Come up, come up!"

The mysterious woman named Song Xianxian looked down at her chest covered by long hair.

Suddenly, she threw the wine jug that Meng Fan had just thrown over to Meng Fan again, and her face was full of evil!

Bang!

Meng Fan stretched out his hand to catch the wine jug, was dragged by a strong force, and lay heavily on the ground, the arm that caught the wine jug, a sore feeling, and a faint bronze color diffused, which actually inspired the little reincarnation body to take the initiative to protect the body, and his face changed immediately.

"Old Song!" Meng Fan jumped up from the ground and stared at the woman in the water, "What kind of cultivation are you here?"

If the flask was smashed in his face, it would definitely be able to smash him.

The woman who called herself Song Xianxian did not answer Meng Fan's words, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and muttered: "Fifteen looking at the moon, seeing the sun again, this place makes me not bound by the prohibition of heaven and earth, it is my blessed land!"

The woman stretched out her slender fingertips, swiped lightly on the water, and even picked up a shiny gauze dress, and then waved her jade arm and caged it on her body, like a moon elf, her body slowly sank into the water, stretched out a finger, and hooked Meng Fan: "If you want to see him, come on!"

What a seductive picture!

Meng Fan suddenly saw a fishtail and swung it in the water!

The fish's tail is turquoise, and the scales are like pieces of jasper.

The surface of the lake rippled in circles, and the woman was gone......

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