Ling Li conjured up a huge pink cloud of love - it looked like he was showing his love to Zhou Yanan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but others don't care if they show affection or not, and they turn a blind eye. Except that Sister Yan was a little jealous of Zhou Yanan's good luck, and the group climbed up and sat on it, Zhou Yanan remembered Yu Zeping who was forgotten by himself in the Far North Wasteland and didn't know which corner.

She felt that she couldn't go, and at this time, there were exactly a few hours before the three-day appointment, and Yu Zeping would probably be there waiting for them to go back. Zhou Yanan begged Ling Li to take a detour to find him, and even if other people were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say a word more. Because if Ling Li has no opinion, it is Zhou Yanan who is in charge here.

There must be dissatisfaction, after all, Zhou Yanan is wasting everyone's time.

Fortunately, the guards that Ling Li gave to Zhou Yanan knew the way, and he also took them with him when he went to Wutang this time (because Ling Li still needed those guys to help protect Zhou Yanan), so he found Yu Zeping without much effort.

He didn't look very good, his robes were in tatters, and there were deep blood marks on his body, which felt like he had been pushed to the ground by something, and the scars had been grinded.

Zhou Yanan saw it and couldn't help but exclaim: "Hey, isn't there no other creature on this Extreme Northern Wasteland?" How did you get so messed up? ”

Yu Zeping smiled bitterly: "Oops, my sister! There are no birds or animals here, but there is wind here! ”

When Zhou Yanan thought about it, he felt that what he said was very reasonable. The wounds on his body may have been the marks of the wind blowing him down and rolling out of the sand. It is also possible that the wind carved it directly into him. After all, this is the Far North Wasteland, and anything strange can happen.

Yu Zeping muttered in his mouth: "A few days ago, when we walked over, there was no wind...... Probably because of your auspicious nature, you didn't have long been gone before the wind started. He even felt that the wind had deliberately played tricks on him, and every time he fell, he finally adapted to the direction and strength of the wind, and when he tried to stand up, he would be blown to the ground again by the wind from the other direction. If he tries to follow the trend, such as rolling on the ground. Then, the demon wind would blow him all the way until he slammed into a sand dune and buried his entire body inside.

Yu Zeping's mouth was full of sand.

Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person. The obstruction of the airway is not life-threatening for him.

But he still felt very aggrieved.

The most deceptive thing is that Yu Zeping is an excellent big ghost vine, and his body is helpless in the face of this situation. He couldn't get rid of that aggrieved state by turning back into his body.

This is also understandable. This kind of sandy soil, the root system of the big ghost vine is rooted in it, and it will be frostbitten. So he didn't dare to touch the sand at all. For plants that can't root too deeply, it's not just ravaged by the wind......

Ling Li, who was listening to Yu Zeping's crying, said unhurriedly: "That's because you're too weak......"

Yu Zeping subconsciously wanted to refute, but finally closed his mouth, and J looked at this man with a strong aura in disbelief.

He instantly understood why he had been subjected to such inhuman treatment.

It must be this man's troublemaker.

Could he be seeing himself as Zhou Yanan's suitor...... Yu Zeping silently drew a circle in his heart, what he suffered this time was really a disaster.

He obviously didn't have any ill intentions towards that woman...... Why is it still subjected to such indiscriminate attacks.

Could it be that the man is so jealous that anyone wants to taste it?

He smiled and walked a few more steps towards Zhou Yanan, deliberately fanned the wind, and said strangely: "Hey, why is there a strange smell here...... Didn't the vinegar jar overturn? ”

Zhou Yanan didn't look at him squarely, just thought he was making fun of people, and said lazily: "It must be your nose that is broken." I didn't smell anything special. ”

"Haha...... You're really kidding. As soon as Yu Zeping finished speaking, he shouted strangely: "What kind of magic did you use on my nose?" Why do I smell sour now? ”

"Well, I guess my prophecy works!" Zhou Yanan made a trick to trap Yu Zeping, but pretended that nothing happened.

If she doesn't lift this curse, then the hapless Yuzehei will always be plagued by the sour taste of acetate...... Even when he had a cold, it was no exception.

Zhou Yanan's prophecy technique should have acted directly on the olfactory area of his brain, and had nothing to do with his nasal mucosa. In other words, even if Yu Zeping doesn't have a nose or turns back into the main body of the big oni vine, he will still smell sour.

The group finally arrived at the headquarters of Wutang, which was an inconspicuous half-collapsed land temple outside the capital. Zhou Yanan saw through it at a glance, and it was a trick to cover the eyes. She was the scum of the scum in the gang, she could see it, let alone anyone else.

Sister last couldn't help but say, "Master, you're too broken here...... aren't you?"

"Oh, you're starting to regret it? It's better if you regret it, I don't have to bring so many people over. Bai Hua Niangniang stopped the group of people with an expressionless face, just waiting for Sister Last to reject her.

Zhou Yanan immediately glared at Sister last with cannibalistic eyes. There seems to be a posture that Sister Last is going to beat her up if she doesn't agree.

Sister last also wanted to go and see it, so she naturally refused to retreat. She had already thought about it, even if the witch hall was a tattered place, she recognized it. Anyway, she didn't have fun in the past, but went to learn witchcraft as a child.

Witchcraft matters, and she doesn't care about anything else.

There seemed to be approval in Bai Hua Niang's eyes, but Sister Yan carefully observed her expression and found that it was just an absent-minded look.

Presumably, Baihua Niangniang doesn't care about Sister Last's ambition and talent.

She just walked casually to the half-collapsed land temple, and somewhere found a magic staff - Sister Yan keenly noticed that it was the one used by Bai Hua Niangniang when she fought with the four ghost kings before, but the light was a little dimmed, I don't know if it was because of spiritual damage.

She held her staff and tapped it to the ground.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared, illuminating no one who could open their eyes.

Sister last also understood, and the white flower lady used a little trick again, using a strong light to cover up her series of actions.

But her desire to cover up her actions made people guess her motives.

A woman like Zhou Yanan, whose body structure was obviously different from ordinary people, directly filtered through the strong light and saw clearly that there was a huge teleportation circle on the ground. (To be continued.) )