At the door, when the mountain rat saw him come out, he breathed a long sigh of relief, followed him over, and said cautiously: "My lord, the pavilion master has ordered that from now on, you need to run around Yingquan Lake a hundred times a day." ”

He stopped, turned his head and asked in surprise, "Where did Master Lin go?"

The mountain rat said: "The villain doesn't know, the pavilion master came out of the main hall and left after explaining." ”

Liusheng frowned, pursed his lips and turned to continue walking.

From Jingmur Mountain to Tianlun Mountain, Su Dandan was dressed in casual clothes, riding a horse, the Sword Immortal Pavilion was originally a sect of cultivating immortals, if she wanted to enter the Sword Immortal Pavilion, she had to restrain the spiritual power on her body, and she had to be no different from ordinary people, even if she was found to be a demon, she also had an excuse.

This world can tolerate demons, but it definitely can't tolerate a single demon.

When she passed through the Xinglong Mountain Range, she took a detour to Junshan Mountain and went to the Snake King City.

In the past, when she was in the Snake King City, she didn't wander around the city, where the pastries were delicious in the city, where the things were fresh, she knew better than anyone else, and when she entered the city, she went straight to the Dan Pharmacy, bought two bottles of Ventilation Pill, and bought a beast taming bell, and tied the beast taming bell to Hai Dongqing, without her permission, it couldn't go anywhere.

The proud son of the dignified eagle, but he has become a pet on a woman's shoulder, which makes Hai Dongqing feel so aggrieved that he wants to cry, as soon as he thinks of his glorious years in the past, and looks at the current downcast and pet, it wants to crash to death on the wall.

"The sky is going to die," it squatted sadly on her shoulder, looking at the sky and bursting into tears.

Su Dandan looked at the ventilation pill in his hand, calculating what was still missing to go to the Sword Immortal Pavilion, Hai Dongqing caught a glimpse of the ventilation pill in her hand and said strangely: "The ventilation pill is an elixir used by monsters to hide demonic energy, and it is often used in the world, why do you want to buy it, etc., you have to go to the world"

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and said, "If you want to go to the world, you can ask the master, I don't dare to say anything else, the camouflage technique is incompetent, and even the immortal family can't see your true or false." ”

She put away the elixir, ignored its words, and said, "I still have to buy something to defend myself." ”

"Hey, woman, my lord is talking to you, you beg me, you beg me, I will tell you how to pretend to be human. Hai Dongqing shouted unwillingly.

A bird walked through the noisy street, from the blacksmith shop to the soft armor shop, she finished all the outfits, when she passed by the slightly drunk building, she bought a small oil chicken, carried the oil chicken out of the slightly drunk building, she saw the oncoming Fan Yan and the high priest, he was wearing a silver robe, black clothes, black and gold patterns on the robe, a pair of black python shoes under his feet, and the jade pendant on his waist swayed with his steps.

Beside him, the High Priest was still dressed in a white robe, his long hair gracefully pulled up, and his jade-like face was always smiling.

The two walked towards the restaurant, and she looked at him in a daze, until they passed by, and his eyes were always looking ahead, as if he had never seen her.

She turned around and looked at his figure upstairs, as if looking at another world, another life.

First, it's better not to see each other, so that you don't know each other.

That's good, too.

She laughed, turned and walked out, leading the horse away from the door.

On her shoulder, Hai Dongqing stared at the little oily chicken in her hand and drooled, leaned over and put her head on her neck, and said flatteringly: "Sister, your chicken looks delicious, can you let me eat a bite." ”

(Markor Literature-)