Jinxiu glared at her dissatisfied, "What are you making a fuss about!"

Beiluan ignored her and said to Jinrong, "Can you trouble Fairy Jinrong to take me for a ride?"

Jin Rong nodded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info She knew that now that their master Huashen was in retreat, with the strength of the four of them, she would definitely not be able to compete with Emperor Qingting, who had the support of the Immortal Emperor. At this time, with the help of Beiluan's coercion, it is undoubtedly the right choice.

Jin Rong grabbed Beiluan's waist and said, "Auntie, please hold it tight." With that, he rose into the air and hurriedly swept towards Emperor Qingting's Qinghuai Courtyard.

Inside the Qinghuai Courtyard.

The sound of spiritual power collision came and went, and at this time, the two people in the courtyard were fighting inseparably, and it seemed that Jin Li had the upper hand.

After all, Qing Ting is pampered, and she is slack about her cultivation, and she wastes her good muscles and bones in vain. In comparison, Jin Li's cultivation can be described as steady and steady, and it is difficult for anyone in the fairy world to compare with her.

Jin Rong took Beiluan to the ground slowly, and hurried his luck to interrupt the fighting method of the two.

Qing Ting took the opportunity to take a breath and asked Jin Rong arrogantly, "You Four Flower Immortals are so well-educated, you dare to treat Ben Di Ji like this! Ben Di Ji wants his father to drive you out of the fairy world!"

Beiluan leaned against the door, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and held the dog's tail grass in his mouth that he didn't know where to find it, looking at this big-chested and brainless emperor with disdain. I really don't know how the elegant and virtuous Qingsang sister has such a brainless sister!

"Emperor Ji's words are wrong. Beiluan let out a leisurely voice.

Qing Ting noticed Beiluan at this time, and said mockingly: "Who should this emperor be? It turns out to be a little waste material Beiluan! This emperor said how come you still have the face to stay in the fairy world? If this emperor can't cultivate, then it's better to hit your head and die! How can there be a face to linger in the world." ”

These words clearly sarcastic Beiluan was shameless, but Beiluan didn't seem to hear it, and said with a smile: "Oh? Emperor Ji will die headfirst if he can't cultivate, is what he said true?"

"Naturally. Qing Ting still had no one in her eyes. Joke, she is a rare genius in the fairy world for a hundred years, an immortal who can impact the ninth order and win the god position. If she worked hard to cultivate, these things were not at her fingertips, how could she not be able to cultivate?

Beiluan touched his chin thoughtfully, "Makes sense." Why don't you try to gather qi first?"

"Cut!" Qing Ting dismissed, "Do you have to gather qi for Ben Di Ji to gather Qi for Ben Di Ji, when you are who you are!"

"But what if it's ......" Beiluan didn't continue, but this kind of spitting made Qingting even more unhappy.

"Okay! Since you want to see it, then this emperor will satisfy you!" Qing Ting used the spiritual power of her whole body, but found that there was no trace of spiritual energy in the dantian!

In addition to being shocked, Qing Ting was even more angry, and shouted at Beiluan: "What did you do to me?"

At this time, Beiluan was casual, teaching Jin Li a lesson while checking her injuries.

She just made a joke with Jin Li, who knew that she would take it seriously. What a piece of wood!

Beiluan heard Qing Ting's voice, and his heart was secretly refreshed, who made Qing Ting not know what to do, and dared to be disrespectful to her master! Let her also taste the taste of turning into waste wood!

Just now when Fairy Jinrong took her on a flight, she raised her head and sprinkled a colorless and odorless medicinal powder on her hand, and Jinrong also knew it. And once Jin Rong started to separate the two of them, the medicinal powder in his hand would definitely get on one of Jin Li Qingting, and Jin Rong would not be able to hurt Jin Li, so the medicinal powder would naturally float to Qing Ting.

Beiluan glanced at Qingting, and said with a smile: "Do you remember what this is?" Beiluan didn't know when he held the scroll in his hand, and Qingting shook it in front of him.

Qing Ting's face changed, "This, why is this thing in your place!"

From her eyes, Beiluan read the horror. Beiluan's usual cloud is light and light, "Emperor Ji knows, what kind of crime is it to blaspheme my master?"

Qing Ting was nervous in her heart, but she still didn't admit it: "You, you are talking nonsense, blood is spurting people, why do you say this about Ben Di Ji without any evidence!"

"Oh?" Beiluan smiled, "Really, are you sure I'm wronging you?"

"When, of course!" Qingting said with a stiff neck.

Jin Li stood aside and looked at Beiluan in shock, this painting was obviously taken from her! But why is Qing Ting so afraid?

Beiluan was obviously smiling brightly, but in Qingting's eyes, he was like a hellish ghost.

"Oops, I don't seem to have a good memory lately, I just remembered it!" Bei Luan cleared his throat and continued: "Among the six realms, my master only allows the first painter Liuchuan to keep a portrait of him, and does not allow others to keep it privately, otherwise it will ......" Bei Luan deliberately dragged the tail note long, and looked at Qing Ting with shining eyes.

Qingting's face turned pale, Beiluan she actually knew everything!

If Emperor Shaohao knew about this, then even the Immortal Emperor would not be able to protect her!

"What the hell do you want?" Qing Ting almost gritted her teeth, her eyes shining with resentment.

Beiluan met her eyes, crossed his hands and rubbed his arms, and said, "Oh, don't look at me like that! I'm afraid!" Beiluan looked at Qingting pitifully, looking "very scared", but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he was still bright and cunning.

Qing Ting tried to calm her anger and talk to her as calmly as possible.

"What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything. I just want Diji to do something. Beiluan smiled lightly.

Qing Ting couldn't help but shudder, what did this little ancestor want to do?

Beiluan pressed his index finger against his cheek, "I heard that Fairy Chang'e of Guanghan Immortal Palace has composed a new song of forgetting worries, like crying and complaining, it is really a heavenly fairy song." Why don't you go and experience it with Emperor Qingting?" Beiluan's words sounded like suggestions, but they were irresistible.

Qingting was stunned, although she hadn't heard Chang'e's song of forgetting worries, everyone knew the melancholy in Chang'e's heart. How dare she listen to her melancholy?

Qingting just wanted to refuse, but Beiluan said, "Are you right? Senior brother." ”

As if to confirm Beiluan's words, a purple dress fluttered in, like a purple glow on the horizon.

The man landed on tiptoes, his long black hair tied with a jade crown like a hanging spring, his obsidian-like eyes shining with a leisurely light, his nose stood tall, and his thin red lips outlined a charming smile, as if others would fall if they only needed to look at it. He was dressed in a brocade purple robe, with a long jade body, and a noble fairy aura permeated his body, like a turbid son.

Jinxiu looked blankly at the figure that he thought about day and night, he was still so handsome and unparalleled, the same as that night by Rongquan.

Beiluan was like a rabbit jumping into Zili's arms, and said coquettishly: "Senior brother, you are finally back!

Zili hugged Beiluan and rubbed her head, this girl could know that he was coming at any time, "Why is he still like a child when he's so old!"

Beiluan twisted his head, still nestled in his arms, refusing to let go.

Zili chuckled and shook his head, he really couldn't do anything about her.