Chapter Ninety-Two: Cool Clothes and Thin Beauty
This gale is quite demonic, and I think there is a nest of monsters rushing to this side.
Zilian stopped, no longer struggling to shake off my arm, but her eyebrows were slightly downcast, her expression was solemn, and she raised her eyes to look at the bamboo forest.
Seeing that he was not going to go any further, I stopped my rubbing movements and turned my head to follow him.
“hahahaha……”
A shrill and chilling laugh sounded, slowly coming from far and near, and the sound was piercing and scraping people's eardrums.
"Demon ...... Monster? ”
I swallowed my saliva, hurriedly stood up, hid behind Zilian, grabbed the hem of his clothes with one hand, and carefully observed the movements around the bamboo forest, in case some goblins suddenly flew out of nowhere and hurt myself and Zilian.
A gust of wind blew, and four banshees dressed in green clothes appeared in front of our eyes, their faces looked like they were all quite good, and their green belly pockets were dyed with this bamboo forest.
Looking at their cultivation, it is only a few hundred years, and it is even worse than me now, these groups of three or five come here to find fault, and the number of people is more than us, but the mana is estimated to be less than a little finger of Zilian. is so bold, coming here to find Zilian's business, it is estimated that he is here to do the rhythm of death.
However, no one would be so ignorant and joke about their own life and death. I endured the pain of blindness and looked at the few pieces of fabric that were hanging from them. The goblin's clothes are really very economical, and the clothes hanging on his body only cover a few important parts of his body. If a gust of wind blows and a few pieces of cloth float up, it will be the same as naked. There is no difference in the body.
I thought to myself, is it possible, they know that the demon method is invincible to Zilian, so they wear such cool clothes, and want to use beauty tricks on Zilian?
"Little fish."
Zilian called out to me.
"Yes, Master."
I answered, retracted my head, and ducked behind him again, shielding myself with his body.
Zilian said with a relaxed face: "Sit on that stone, sit on it and don't move." There was no order for the teacher, remember not to come and disturb the teacher. ”
"Excuse me?"
What's the bother? Excuse me? Could it be that he is really going to go to the beauty scheme of those green monsters, right? I thought to myself, just these goods, I can also make him a beauty. I have to say that the taste of my purple lotus is really heavy.
"What are you doing here, why don't you hurry up and sit on the rocks."
Seeing that I wasn't leaving, Zilian urged with displeasure on her face.
"It's Master."
Mu Fa, what the master said, I must listen to it, who called me his only loveliest big disciple! It's a big deal to wait a while, and when he is about to be a beautiful man, it's not too late for me to rush over and stop him.
The wind swept through the woods, the branches swayed, and the bamboo leaves rustled.
Several demon girls had already begun to set up formations, but Zilian still stood there motionless without moving, as if nothing had happened. He couldn't be standing there dozing off! I didn't feel at ease with him, so I jumped down from the rock, crept to the side, and came a little closer, a little closer to him. I wanted to see if Zilian was really dozing off there as I thought. I caught a glimpse of him closing his eyes slightly, his head pointing down for a while, as if he was very tired and about to fall asleep, and his thick and slender eyelashes fluttered gently in the wind.
"Master, Master."
I whispered to him a few times, but I saw his head sink suddenly, and then he paused again, then opened his eyes, looked left and right, looked back at me, and asked, "Aren't you sitting on the rock, why did you come here again?" ”
"I'm me, I'm ......"
I stammered, not knowing how to explain it to him.