Zhong Yuan chattered for a while, and finally fell asleep. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Lu Shengnan didn't get what he wanted, but he was afraid that he would make trouble again tomorrow morning, and there was a defensive formation she had laid out in the early years in his small courtyard, and he should be able to wake up if someone came in.

She is in a very bad state now, and she must take good care of her body, Zhong Yuan silently recited a few words to clear her heart, emptied everything in her mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Mingzhu stepped out of the secret realm with one foot, and used the phantom footwork to approach Lu Shengnan quietly, only to hear a few sounds of broken porcelain in the house, and heard Lu Shengnan whispering to scold the guard, Shen Mingzhu felt a slight chill in his heart, and immediately withdrew and returned to the garden to inquire about the ice coffin.

Lu Shengnan is really, Shen Mingzhu thought about it in his heart, but he really couldn't find the right words to describe it, he could only say that this person was a male cultivator.

It's just ridiculous, only a women's court dress is placed in this coffin, or is it the style standard of the queen in the old days, and now it is used for funerals? The people of the past have passed away, what does it matter what the specifications are, dead is dead, that is, unconscious, that is, really careless, where will they care about what specifications are buried.

It's just that I don't know who is buried, and there is a chill on my back. It's really cold where there is this Lu Shengnan!

Shen Mingzhu quickly thought of who else in this Zhongshan Mansion could use such a high-level funeral? Hearing Zhong Yuan mention Lu Shengnan again, then the deceased must be the old lady Lu Yuwei.

Lu Yuwei is dead? Shen Mingzhu was shocked, Lu Yuwei did not die so early in her previous life.

In her previous life, in order to support Shen Qiang, Lu Yuwei insisted on holding out until Liu Guyu died.

Shen Mingzhu also complained at the time, if Lu Yuwei died a few years earlier, how could she have a chance to give Shen Qiang a head.

Now that the big dream has come true, Shen Mingzhu is still a little uncomfortable for a while. She is now in the Shen family tree, and she is no longer Liu Mingzhu, as long as she cultivates to cover Shen Dongli and survive until Shen Qiang and Shen Dongli die, is there anyone else in the Shen family?

Shen Mingzhu's mind was a little wandering, and he couldn't believe that things would become so easy.

No wonder there is a black gas in the underground palace that she has to let herself go to the tomb to worship, and she is still wondering what kind of tomb. I'm afraid that after this Lu Yuwei is buried, let her go to the two pillars of incense.

Shen Mingzhu thought about it, there must be something to hand over to him, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

Shen Mingzhu, who had thought about this clearly, was now refreshed, and wanted to fly out of Zhongshan when he picked up He Fuxiang. Now that Lu Yuwei has not been buried, she only needs to wait until she is buried and light two pillars of incense.

"Who!" Shen Mingzhu snorted softly, feeling a piercing chill on his head, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse seemed to be buzzing in his ears.

Shen Mingzhu sensed the dangerous aura, and forcibly lifted his breath and flew up regardless of the internal injury. However, this time the shadow would not be so careless, and slashed straight at Shen Mingzhu's door.

Shen Mingzhu was horrified in his heart, and was frozen in place by this slash. Shouting in my heart: "Qiansuo save me!" ”

This sword intent is so strong! It was like a ghost clutching her limbs, immobilizing her. Shen Mingzhu didn't know where this knife intent came from, and suddenly the blood surged into his brain, his whole body trembled, and the thunder and lightning breath couldn't suppress the explosion of sparks, breaking up Shen Mingzhu's hair bun and erecting it straight.

When Qiansuo heard this, he instantly controlled Shen Mingzhu's body, and saw that Shen Mingzhu seemed to be a different person, and his eyes instantly sharpened.

The seal in his hand was quickly sealed, and he saw that the aura of the Dao Dao in the air set off a wave of qi, and it shook violently to the surroundings, popping out a faint black shadow.

Qian Suo's sharp sword was unsheathed, and he swung his sword violently, and his body flipped in the air, avoiding the three silver rays of light that attacked from the direction of the black shadow.

"The girl is a good martial artist." The shadow couldn't help but speak, and stood up again and clenched his fists.

Qiansuo glanced at the visitor coldly, closed his eyes and retreated, he couldn't support it for long.

When I opened my eyes again, I had already changed to Shen Mingzhu.

As soon as Shen Mingzhu opened his eyes, the dark shadow felt that the cruel murderous aura around him was gradually receding, and he only felt that the person in front of him was a little strange. Just now, his sword intent was forcibly suppressed by this murderous aura, and the shadow felt the blood in his chest surge, and he was a little embarrassed.

What's wrong with him today, why does he always encounter this unusual supernatural event?

"What do you have to do?" Shen Mingzhu pulled the limp He Fuxiang and used his aura to control him in the air and save some energy.

"I asked the girl, why did she go to my lord's house just now?" Shadow asked, a little inexplicably slippery in his tone.

He has been with Lu Shengnan for so many years, and he is really a little bored looking at her honest and honest appearance. Now the nun stood in front of him, like a rose, and although the shadow didn't have that ability, he couldn't stop thinking about it.

What's wrong with thinking about it? Look at the bulging chest of this female cultivator, like two small hills, and then look at this bee waist, this hips, it is really irresistible, the shadow looks carefully, like a desert that has been thirsty for decades, absorbing the bubbling spring in front of her.

It's beautiful, Shadow's heart is full of pity, and he puts the threat of life and death he has just received in his mind.

"Isn't it common to go the wrong way?" Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes and asked.

There was no one around at the moment, and she didn't bother to look so pitiful.

"No." Shen Mingzhu took his leave.

"Did I let you go?" The shadow stopped Shen Mingzhu and took the opportunity to touch her round buttocks.

Shen Mingzhu was angry in her heart, although her aunt and grandmother were upside down with those humerus powers, she had no reason to be teased by your thing.

"Then you will die!" Shen Mingzhu snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand danced, but there was no sword momentum just now. This rotten sword picked up at random is not as powerful as a magic weapon. Shen Mingzhu collected his sword and offered a long whip.

It's just that this long whip is the most suitable for long-range attacks, if it is close to him, Shen Mingzhu will have nothing to rely on.

It was only at this time that Shen Mingzhu realized her shortcomings, she had a pure face, but her body was angry, and she was most loved by these disgusting male cultivators. However, she didn't even have the slightest confidence to protect herself, this shadow body was terrifying, Fang was Qiansuo possessed to avoid that brazen blow, and now she is facing this person, what are the chances of winning!

Shen Mingzhu jumped up and stepped back, making a battle formation, but he planned to fly away from here and hide in the space, but who knew that this shadow had experience, and instantly divided into three shadows and chased after him.

Shen Mingzhu wondered in his heart, why is this person so vigilant? She has no grievances with this person, why are you chasing her, she is sick!

Shen Mingzhu galloped all the way, trying to get rid of this person. It's just that this shadow lingers around like a fly, and occasionally licks Shen Mingzhu's ears, which is extremely disgusting.

Shen Mingzhu changed his hand to a dagger in his hand, if this person dared to take a step closer to her again, Shen Mingzhu decided to give him a good look!

"There's a lake ahead, jump in." Qiansuo's indifferent voice reached his ears, and Shen Mingzhu felt aggrieved in his heart.

Isn't she to blame for this?

Shen Mingzhu only felt that the wind, frost, rain and snow were so cold, she was indeed to blame, if she was stronger, where would this person have such courage!

Disgusting monks are everywhere, and only when they are strong can they truly be happy and free.

Shen Mingzhu saw the big lake in front of him, a fierce man plunged in, and the shadow hesitated for a moment, and in such a moment's hesitation, Shen Mingzhu disappeared in front of him.

The Shadow searched again, but still couldn't find any figures, but there were still traces of aura in the water, and the Shadow wondered, how did these people escape him?

This matter will not be solved for a day, and there will be a hole in his heart one day.

He has practiced the body technique for decades, and the journey has been very smooth, but he didn't expect to overturn two cars in a row today, and the shadow is depressed.

Although he is inhumane, he likes to do other things to make up for his shortcomings, such as this thaumaturgy, and he can still be happy.

Whenever Lu Shengnan put him to keep vigil, he always likes to go out and steal a few handfuls, and he never misses.

The shadow returned in vain, but Shen Dongli took advantage of this time to sneak out of the space and change to a hidden corner.

Her sword flew to Zhong Shanjun's grave, and then flashed into the vermilion mirror.

Lu Yuwei was buried by her under a tree not far away, although the two did not share the same cave, they were able to watch each other.

In their previous lives, they stayed with each other and tortured, and now that they are dead, they have left each other some space, maybe it's a good thing.

Shen Dongli lay down on the green grass, Wang Lian in the distance exuded a faint golden breath, Hongye and Ah Bao drank some wine, the two beasts answered one-on-one, the more they chatted, the more excited they became, and in the end, they actually took a small boat with their shoulders and arms, boating on the lotus pond.

The huge body of the old bear was completely paralyzed in the small boat, and there was a red leaf squatting on the upturned bow of the boat, and there was a round red hairball next to the red leaf, and the weight of these two was already able to balance the old dog bear, which was unimaginable.

How fat Shifang is, Shen Dongli can't say clearly. It's just that every ten sides pinch their wrinkled little belly, and the red leaves have to be comforted with kind words.

"East Fence East Fence!" Red leaves drank and drank so much that their eyes were dizzy, but they saw the golden liquid slowly flowing from the royal lotus.

Shen Dongli picked up the wine jug next to him, and also drank a few sips of osmanthus brew, and there was some indescribable depression in his heart, so he didn't say anything. She wasn't the kind of person who wanted to share her emotional experiences with others.

Others don't have your experience, where will they understand your pain, only to raise a glass to the bright moon and send a thought.

As for this wine, hundreds of people can drink a hundred flavors, like Momiji Abao, singing about wine, and playing tricks in a boat. Like Shen Donglian, the last time she drank was on the way down the mountain, and Leng Shuang drank a pot of wine with her, which was still bitter.

At this time, hearing the shout of the red leaves, Shen Dongli opened his eyes and stood up, there should not be too much danger in the Zhu Yan mirror, and the red leaves should have found something unusual in such eagerness.

Shen Dongli cheered up, flew to step on the leaves, and stood on the bow of the small boat, which stabilized this week and slowly swam towards Wang Lian.

I saw that Wang Lian was already a little different from usual, and the golden liquid slowly flowed from the white lotus, and instead of flowing down the petals to the lake as usual, it gathered on the top of the lotus.

Candle Red Shen Dongli didn't dare to let her get close to this Wang Lian, but why did Hongye dare to approach like this?

She used to think that Hongye had a natural vigilance, but now Hongye drank some wine and was attracted by this Wang Lian.

Shen Dongli stood in front of the red leaves, blocking the red leaves.

I saw that the drops of liquid gathered into a ball, and gradually appeared in a human form.

Seeing this, Shen Dongli simply sat down cross-legged, lined up with the red leaves, as if there was a row of some kind of canine.

Now the four things in the group are quietly watching this huge white lotus quietly evolve into a human form, maybe it is some kind of magical creature.

I saw that the golden liquid on the white lotus flower was gathering more and more, more and more dense, and this little man was becoming more and more delicate, with a nose and eyes, and even the eyelashes and nails were so clearly visible.

Shen Dongli swept his eyes, it was really a cute little doll. Po propped his head, his eyes half-open and half-closed, a little sleepy.

Shen Dongli also needed to rest, but when he saw such a fun thing, he was interested, and he only felt that his cheeks were slightly hot, and his fingertips were warm.

The salamander crawled out of her sleeve and climbed all the way up to Shen Dongli's left shoulder along her clothes, she no longer has much muscle in her right shoulder, and the salamander is also very fine.

This little thing is usually too lazy to know how to sleep, but it is also to blame Shen Dongli for consuming too much salamander essence before...... Force......

Now I was also attracted by this Wang Lian to witness this magical moment.

Could it be that this Wang Lian is the Creation Lotus in the Zhu Yan Mirror? How did the golden energy for no reason become this thick liquid, how did it become this villain?

After waiting for a long time, the little man finally took shape, and the golden liquid on Wang Lian slowly faded and returned to its previous smooth appearance, but the faint majestic golden light on the petals was almost gone.

Shen Dongli stepped forward, I don't know what the hell this little doll is, how can the White Lotus have children all these years? ?

He didn't let Shen Dongli wait long, and the little doll opened his eyes, and his eyes were as clear and dark as the pool water behind him.

"Hello, who are you?" Shen Dongli asked.

The little doll sat up, first looked around, then tilted her head and thought for a long time, wondering why she was here.

Who is he? Where did he come from? Where is this? The little doll sucked her thumb and thought quietly for a while.

"How can a newborn baby speak?" Momiji said with a hiccup.

The corners of Shen Dongli's mouth twitched, isn't she a newborn baby who can talk? Even Shen Mingzhu, I'm afraid that he can speak when he is just born.

This little doll is not a real baby, how can there be a reason for a baby to be born from a lotus!

I guess it's some kind of spirit. Shen Dongli speculated that it was just that some spirit beings had memories and knowledge, and like Hongye, they were all groped out by themselves later.

This big white lotus is very high-level at first glance, and the baby born should naturally have some kind of inheritance memory.

"Joe......? Joe......? "What's his name, why can't you remember it at all?

The little doll meditates on the lotus heart, her eyes are innocent and flawless, and the spiritual platform is pure.

"Oh, is it better to call you Jojo or Joe? Or Joe Lotus? ”

The little doll didn't know whether it was good or bad, didn't know right from wrong, and looked at Shen Dongli quietly.

"Then call you Joe, I don't know?"

The little doll grinned.

I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know who I am, so it's called Joe I don't know. (To be continued.) )