Ling Xuanluo had a grudge against Lancang God, and when he saw him, he kept talking meanly, so he couldn't resist it, so he simply stopped going around in circles, and went straight to the point. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It turned out that he had traveled thousands of miles to return the red rice he had asked for by the Lancang River.

Ling Xuanluo was holding the red silk cloth bag, and he didn't know what he meant by this, but when he heard that Sangya might want to poison him in the rice, he was very nervous, for fear that what the Lancang God said was true, until he confirmed that the red rice was not poisonous, and he was relieved.

At this time, thinking about his previous words, he was a little sober, and asked in surprise: "Lancang God, what do you want to say? What soil and what rice seedlings? According to what you say, is it possible that what Sang Ya handed over to me is a bag of grain seeds?"

Lan Cangshen almost slapped him on the head, and said angrily: "Ouch, everyone praises you for being extremely smart, it seems that the rumors are not true!

Ling Xuanluo knew that he was taking revenge, so he didn't care about him, just waited for an answer.

He grabbed his yellow hair like a grass nest, and suddenly squeezed his eyebrows and laughed, "Eh, maybe I didn't see things through! You are sluggish, not because you are stupid, but because of the four words, 'trapped by love'! You must be in love for the first time, and you are so fascinated by the demon girl that you can't find the north." So, it's excusable!hahaha......"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Xuanluo's face turned crimson, and sweat was about to burst out on his forehead. Lancang God greatly relieved his hatred and snorted happily,

The two of them were surrounded by the Spirit Boy Corps in the middle, and the three Zhonglang generals were also present, and the Lancang God's way of revenge was to make a horn, in front of his subordinates, and stab all his emotional privacy at once.

Ling Xuanluo was down, embarrassed, and dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak. If you want to yell at him again because of this, wouldn't there be no three hundred taels of silver here? I had to quickly order the soldiers to disperse, ignore the Lan Cangshen, turn around and go to the Chinese military tent.

Lancang God didn't play enough, but he cleverly didn't accept the offer, so he had to shout boringly: "Hey, hey, hey, it's not really such a joke, right?

Ling Xuanluo was afraid that he would gain an inch, so he had to reply: "If you want to come with me, you will come, and if you don't come, you will leave quickly." This is a military stronghold, and there are no idle people!" The tone of his voice was much slower than just now.

Lancang God was happy now, and followed him upside down, patting him on the shoulder from behind as he walked, and praised: "Stinky boy, even if you are interested, you can also leave some thin noodles for your ancestors and grandfathers, and it is not in vain that I have traveled thousands of miles from Yunnan to come to the East China Sea to help you!"

Ling Xuanluo walked to the front of the military tent, the cat lowered his waist and pulled the curtain into it, he followed closely to go inside, but the curtain just came down, and the whole thing was buckled on his head.

Ling Xuanluo still didn't see it, and when he entered the camp, he stood in front of the map of the East China Sea, silently distracted, and did not give him a seat, seemingly waiting for him to speak.

Lancang God was embarrassed again, but fortunately there was no one here, so he looked around with two green eyes, and when he saw that his military tent was set up concisely and decently, he nodded and praised it.

It was no longer appropriate to speak ill of him, so Ling Xuanluo had to urge as politely as possible: "What is the saying of red rice, and how to sow seeds, please tell me." ”

Lan Cangshen scratched his grass nest-like hair, scratched his beard again, looked at his clear back, cleared his throat and said, "As soon as I heard that you were on an expedition to the East China Sea, I expected that you would be dizzy and dizzy because of the matter of the Steel Soul Soldiers. I don't know how to kill them, but Hongmi Ding Ghost is a ghost hunting method that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Yungui generation, so I came in time to see if I can do my part in the first battle of the Battle of the Clouds. ”