When these thug security guards came in, they saw a beautiful light. Fang Xiaoru** was half-hidden, lying on the huge bed. And the three waiters of the land of fireworks, naked, ruddy, slept on the bed with a look of passion and satisfaction.

The movement of this group of people coming in was very great, only Mo Feng, who had cultivated a little higher, woke up slightly, looked at the group of people who broke in in with a lot of anger, and looked at Fang Xiaoru beside him in confusion.

"I have three waiters here, I don't know which one you are looking for?" Fang Xiaoru said extremely charmingly, and threw a flattering glance after speaking.

The first * public thug, seeing that it was just a golden immortal, naturally his attitude was not very polite, and he stepped forward to check it out in person, and the three waiters themselves also knew that although they had always been an untrained pink and tender young man in the land of fireworks, he had never received a guest. I don't want to be broken by this female golden fairy this time, and it is three at once. This fairy is strong enough.

* The male thug swept over the four people with an obscene gaze, and his divine sense, especially on the three attendants, stayed on them, and found that they were not his target. The divine consciousness instantly swept over the courtyard and found no trace of the waiter. So he hugged his fists and said, "Yaxing, who disturbed the immortals, retired the little one." "* The male fighter himself is also a cultivator of the Golden Immortal, as an immortal of the same rank, the other party Xiaoru does not have much respect and fear between words. And he was afraid of wool, and it was Xianjun standing behind him. It is true that his cultivation is not high, but he represents the joy of the Immortal Monarch and the dignity of the Immortal Monarch. Unless they can't think about it and their brains are kicked by a donkey, no one wants to provoke the people in the land of fireworks.

This is the Immortal Demon City.

"Well, I can understand your difficulties. But next time remember to put on your underwear, how can you forget to cover up when you go out as a golden fairy? Fang Xiaoru sneered, with a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth.

*The male thug suddenly felt that his crotch was cold, and the underwear he was wearing fell loose and fell off to the trouser leg, which made these *male faces change drastically, what kind of means is this? Unknowingly, he unloaded the underwear of an immortal of the same level. If this really starts to fight, won't it be your own life?

* A cold sweat fell from the public thug, and it was only then that he realized that his actions were really reckless. Although it is said that Happy Immortal Jun is his backstage, there are people who are not afraid of death everywhere. If people go out and kill themselves, even if they have a backstage, they won't be able to live. There is no place to cry when the time comes! Only then did he remember that in the immortal world, the same law is the same, strength is everything.

"Excuse me." * The male thug withdrew from the courtyard in embarrassment, and a string of silver bells sounded behind Fang Xiaoru......

The next day, Fang Xiaoru went out of the land of fireworks. Of course, there is an extra bloodstain in the ring that is recuperating from pranayama. Fang Xiaoru ignored Mo Feng's reluctance of the three of them, their teary eyes were hazy, and they left a lot of immortal crystals with a generous shot. These immortal crystals were enough for them to cultivate to the Heavenly Immortal Realm. It's just that not every cultivator can endure loneliness.

Although the land of fireworks is good, the people who indulge in it are all a group of people who have consciously had no hope of advancing and have given up their cultivation and self-exile.

It is like a beautiful young man, a beautiful scenery that makes people linger, and a sea of hibiscus flowers with beautiful scenery, but Fang Xiaoru knows that it is not his destination. He has not yet found his own cultivation home.

"A beautiful boy who is willing to give up you?" The blood stain that had recovered his spirit communicated with Fang Xiaoru through the Lingyun Ring Space at this time. The tone was teasing and joking, and of course, there was a strong pampering.

"The boy is good, but it's not as good as my blood!"

"I love to hear that." Bloodstained nodded deeply, and a touch of warmth rose on his face that had not changed for thousands of years.

"How's your body recovering?"

"With a professional physician's wife, what can I do?" Bloodstained sat in the Lingyun space, drinking the Lingquan water, absorbing the rich immortal qi in the Lingyun ring, and at the same time taking the elixir, and the life force that was imported into Fang Xiaoru's body. The broken meridians have been restored.

Fang Xiaoru calmly walked out of the place of fireworks, and walked towards the largest inn in Immortal Demon City, "Lingyun Inn". Every day, thousands of immortals come and go to and fro in the Immortal Demon City. The business of "Lingyun Inn" is naturally booming. Although sleeping in the wilderness is not a great thing, it is extremely cheap for an immortal with status, status, head and face. It is that every immortal who enters and exits the Immortal Demon City will not be stingy with those few immortal crystals and find a place to stay.

"Lingyun Inn" is also the property of Lingyun Pavilion, and Fang Xiaoru naturally went to stay with a sense of intimacy. Although the Immortal Demon City is a three-regardless zone, the big power sects all have industries and residences here. Lingyun Pavilion started as a business, so this kind of money-making industry has penetrated more thoroughly. Moreover, Lingyun Pavilion's assets are not limited to auction houses and consignment business, but also have regular stores, involving all aspects used by cultivators.

If it is said that the three immortal emperors are like the rulers of the world, they are the existence of emperors. Then Lingyun Pavilion is like a business tycoon in the world. Moreover, many of the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion will also participate in the army of the Northern Underworld Emperor when they are training, and the whole is a typical official and businessman.

"Boss, open an upper room!" Fang Xiaoru changed into Lingyun Pavilion's standard costume and showed her identity token. Although Fang Xiaoru's entry time is short, her cultivation is not high. However, Fang Xiaoru's master, Wanhua Xianjun, was one of the pillars of Lingyun Pavilion, and his seniority was quite high. What directly affects is that Fang Xiaoru, a beginner disciple, has an extremely noble rank.

"It turned out to be the master uncle ancestor of the inner gate, and the small deacon Wang Ce of the outer gate of Lingyun Pavilion visited the master and ancestor." This white and fat celestial immortal Wang Ce, who was full of festive taste, immediately bowed and bent down, bent to the ground, and almost nodded his head to the ground.

The concept of the sect in the fairy world, the inheritance of the sect is extremely important.

"That's it! You can arrange it for me. Fang Xiaoru accepted it calmly. Unconsciously, as Fang Xiaoru experienced more things and the general environment, she slowly got used to this kind of place where only strength is the most expensive. Strength is respected.

Niu B, who is discerning and knowledgeable, worshiped a master of Niu B, of course, spared no effort to use the master's residual power to squeeze his surplus value.

Wang Ce was extremely diligent and enthusiastic, regardless of the gap in cultivation, this Dao Fengwu Immortal, that was a disciple from the inner gate of Lingyun Pavilion, and those who could be included in the elite disciples all had extremely high cultivation potential and unlimited potential. It is beneficial and harmless to have a good relationship with such an immortal.

Wang Ce immediately arranged for the best upper room, which was not only full of immortal qi inside, but also arranged a small spirit gathering array with immortal crystals in the room. Cultivating in such a room, that speed was comparable to the immortal mountain with the strongest immortal qi.

Or would such a room charge the price of a medium-grade spirit stone a day?

But it's free, of course. The disciples of Lingyun Pavilion can reduce some of the fees in the industries of Lingyun Pavilion in various cities in the Immortal Realm, but Fang Xiaoru's seniority is higher, and the reduction is more. At this time, Fang Xiaoru's room fee here was all waived by Wang Ce without her knowing.

Just when Fang Xiaoru followed behind Wang Ce and stayed at the Lingyun Inn, at the dining place in the lobby of the inn, an ordinary golden immortal secretly recorded Fang Xiaoru's appearance and appearance. And he quickly sent a sound transmission jade note out. Because she wanted to ask for her consumption records in the land of fireworks to wash away the waiters who were valued by others, Fang Xiaoru had already recovered her original appearance at this time.

didn't know that he was being targeted again before he knew it.

Fang Xiaoru's hindsight and arrogance are her shortcomings, which are very easy to be calculated, but they are also her advantages. Everything is full of not caring and being at peace with what happens. Anyway, you spend every day like this when you cry, and you spend every day like this when you laugh, so why not laugh at life?

Life is like the endless Yellow River, no one knows where they will flow next, but remember that no matter how many twists and turns and ups and downs, they will eventually return to the sea.

The same is true for cultivators.

Entering the room, Fang Xiaoru opened the prohibition arranged in the Lingyun Inn, at this time, even if there was a cultivation in the realm of Immortal Monarch, he couldn't spy on the scene inside the house. Fang Xiaoru couldn't wait to let the blood stain out.

The energetic blood stain had almost healed the injured at this time, and he looked at the beloved in front of him with a smile on his face. The heart is more about missing.

At this time, the two of them did not have any words, just silently opposite each other, and all their feelings were silent.

Of course, Xiao Bie is better than newlywed. Then there is a beautiful scenery in a room.

The bloodstained sighed and hugged Fang Xiaoru. The two hearts, which had been separated for 300 years, finally got close again. Fang Xiaoru can't remember how many times she has been immersed in the blood-stained gallop, but she only vaguely remembers that she was very happy and comfortable.

A golden ball of light in his mind continued to rotate unconsciously, the Tower of Babel slowly rotated in the sea of consciousness, and a chaotic qi slowly flowed from Fang Xiaoru's body into the blood-stained body, and then from the blood-stained body into Fang Xiaoru's body. And this back and forth, this chaotic aura has grown a lot.

After benefiting from the blood staining, he found that his internal injuries were all healed unconsciously, and there was an extra gray aura in his body, which was the chaotic qi that left a seed in his body.

This chaotic power is the foundation of cultivating gods. What Fang Xiaoru and Blood Stained didn't know was that the chaotic qi that countless immortals had dreamed of was quietly generated when the two of them ascended to Bliss.

Fang Xiaoru was very surprised, the immortal qi in her body had always been a sword that was different from others...... RS

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