Unable to bend and stretch his limbs, Luo Biyou could only move himself little by little with his body straight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Haha...... Haha...... "Every time Luo Biyou takes a step, he laughs for a while, just crying and laughing."

Zhuge Qingyun heard the strange laughter coming from behind him, and turned around suspiciously.

"What are you doing down here?"

"I ...... Ha ha...... I'm curious......" Luo Biyou's face was full of tears, and her facial features were twisted together by pain.

Zhuge Qingyun shook his head helplessly and stretched out his hand from his sleeve. Luo Biyou thought that Zhuge Qingyun wanted to help her alleviate her pain, so she hurriedly put away her tears and stood up happily. However, after waiting for a long time, Zhuge Qingyun didn't make any moves. Luo Biyou opened his eyes, and it turned out that Zhuge Qingyun just stretched out his hand to scratch the root of the ear.

"If you don't want to be tortured, go back and lie down on the clouds, or you'll only be in pain. Zhuge Qingyuntou didn't reply.

Luo Bi choked back tears and looked back at Qi Yun behind her, she finally came so far that she didn't want to go back.

"Haha...... Haha......" The weird laughter continued to resound through the hall, and Zhuge Qingyun really wanted to take an arrow step over and block Luo Biyou's mouth.

It was he who was reluctant to waste any more mana to help Luo Biyu alleviate his pain, so he could only suffer from the strange laughter.

If you talk about stinginess, it is none other than Zhuge Qingyun in the Three Realms. Especially in terms of mana, he calculated every bit of mana consumed clearly. However, this can't be blamed on him, who made him a Mo Immortal. Unlike other immortals, Mo Xian's mana can be increased through cultivation. The amount of mana consumed by the ink immortal will flow away, and it cannot be replaced.

When he moved to Zhuge Qingyun's side with difficulty, Luo Biyou's face was already covered with cold sweat, and his face was very bad.

"I don't know what's so nice about it. ”

"Hey......" Luo Biyu smirked.

Zhuge Qingyun looked at Luo Biyou's trembling body and shook his head helplessly.

"Look closely. Seeing that Luo Biyou was very persistent in seeing what was going on, Zhuge Qingyun waited by the pool and didn't do anything.

"Hmm!" Luo Biyu nodded through gritted teeth.

I saw Zhuge Qingyun raise his arms, swinging back and forth regularly, and the water in the pool rippled layer by layer.

Luo Biyou observed carefully and saw that black qi was born in Zhuge Qingyun's palm, floating up and down on the water.

"You are an immortal, why is your mana black?" Luo Biyu couldn't help but wonder. Isn't it the mana of the unscrupulous that takes on this dark color?

"It's ink. Zhuge Qingyun corrected.

"Ink?" Luo Biyou moved his gaze to Zhuge Qingyun's hand, white and clean, where is the ink?

At the moment when Luo Biyu shifted his gaze, Zhuge Qingyun lifted the ink-splashing gentleman out of the pool.

Luo Biyu heard the sound of rushing water and hurriedly looked back. I saw a column of water rising from the pool, which reached the top of the main hall. Luo Bi's mouth opened wide in surprise, forgetting the pain in her body.

The pool on that side was only the size of two people's arms, and it looked so shallow that it couldn't hold that much water, and the height of the water in the pool didn't seem to change at all. Is this the same principle as Jiangwu's brocade bag?

Before Luo Biyu's gaping mouth closed, the water column began to spin rapidly, and then the center of the column became empty. Luo Biyu saw a brush grow out of thin air in the center of the empty water column at the height of her eye level.

"Mao, brush?"

"It's a gentleman who splashes ink. Zhuge Qingyun corrected again.

This seems to be a bit implicated.

"So you're a Mo Immortal?" Thinking of Zhuge Qingyun's subordinate Raw Mo, Luo Biyou inferred.

Zhuge Qingyun hooked the corners of his mouth and withdrew his hand. The column of water and the ink-splashing gentleman disappeared in an instant, and the pool returned to calm. Luo Biyou didn't react, because her mind shifted to Zhuge Qingyun, completely forgetting that she was here to see the Ink Splasher.

"You're really a Mo Immortal, you shouldn't have anything to do with Ma Liang, right?"

"Who is Ma Liang?" Zhuge Qingyun turned his head and looked at Luo Biyou suspiciously.

"Uh...... This Ma Liang...... No, why did you take it back again? Didn't you say you were going to lend it to Mo Yuan?"

"Now to you, how do you take it?"

"I ......" Luo Bi moved his hands that were wrapped into zongzi, and gasped in pain.

"You see you can't take it, don't worry, I, Zhuge Qingyun, never break my word. Zhuge Qingyun turned around and left the pool.

"Is this what you gave me?" Luo Biyu followed behind Zhuge Qingyun, moving with difficulty.

"Otherwise?" Zhuge Qingyun said proudly.

"Huh...... Really, it's so pretty. Luo Bi praised against his will.

A Sven Mo Immortal's hands-on ability is so poor, it seems that not only is it impossible for people to look good, but this immortal is also the same.

Luo Biyou was moving behind with such difficulty, Zhuge Qingyun felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he would look back from time to time with anxiety.

"Qingyunzi, do we know each other?" Luo Biyu remembered what Zhuge Qingyun said yesterday that they were old friends. It's likely that there is someone who looks exactly like her.

"I know you, but you don't know me very well. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's up to you to find out for yourself...... ...... "Zhuge Qingyun suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Luo Biyou hadn't left the pool far before he saw Zhuge Qingyun turn back with an arrow step. Looking at Zhuge Qingyun's appearance, it seems that something big has happened. Luo Biyou's heart also lifted, and he struggled to turn around and move towards the pool. "But it can't be a problem with the ink-throwing gentleman. Luo Biyu prayed in her heart.

I saw Zhuge Qingyun conjuring up a water mirror on the pool, and Luo Biyu clearly saw that a blood-colored lotus flower appeared in the water mirror, a blood-colored lotus flower that was withering.

"What's that?" Luo Biyu asked, feeling suddenly uneasy for some reason.

"Something happened. Zhuge Qingyun took a step back.

"What's wrong?" asked Luo Biyu nervously.

"It's late, it's late, I can't save it. Zhuge Qingyun shook his head and stepped back.

"What is late, what can't be saved, Qingyunzi, what are you talking about?" Luo Biyu became excited, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

"Why are you so excited?" Zhuge Qingyun sensed Luo Biyu's abnormality.

"I, I don't know. Luo Biyou looked at the withering blood-colored lotus flower in the water mirror, her heart ached faintly, and tears came out.

"Do you know her?" Zhuge Qingyun approached Luo Biyou.

"Who are you talking about?"

"She, this lotus. Zhuge Qingyun pointed to the blood-colored lotus in the water mirror.

"I, should I know her?" Luo Biyu felt suffocated. The blood-colored lotus flower in the water mirror was about to completely wither.

"Qinglian ......" Zhuo Qinglian's appearance suddenly appeared in Luo Biyou's mind. (To be continued.) )