I slept with my head covered, and I didn't know how long I heard a noise like flies in the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shi Lan rolled up the quilt and buried her head deep in the cloud brocade quilt, but she still couldn't resist the magic sound piercing her ears.

After holding his breath and struggling for a while, Shi Lan Huo Ran was pulled down, sat up as if he was a corpse, and stared at the bright sky outside the cave with an annoyed expression.

High, contrived laughter pierced through the hole and drove straight in.

Shi Lan rubbed her forehead with a faint pain and struggled to get up.

After pinching a trick, tidying up a crumpled body of clothes and a messy head, he stepped out.

In the octagonal pavilion a zhang away from the cave, two beautifully dressed women are raising their glasses and drinking.

Shi Lan glanced at the two of them, except for the fake Lan, the other person was actually a divine soul who had been nailed to death by himself with a soul destroying nail.

Shi Lan pouted secretly, the fake Lan was holding her own face, since that person had a good relationship with her, why did she look like she was killing herself and then quickly, Shi Lan wondered in her heart, but thinking that she had inexplicably become a fairy grass, she was very depressed, and she didn't bother to go over to investigate, so she simply turned around and left.

Shi Lan thinks that she is light and fast enough, who knows that there are others who are faster than her.

"Xiaoping, you're awake."

A gentle and coquettish voice came from behind, Shi Lan's back stiffened slightly, turned around, and pulled a faint smile: "Yes." ”

Fake Lan got up from her seat, her dress flew over, and she came to Shi Lan in an instant, took her hand affectionately and said, "You woke up at the right time, I came to introduce you to my friend, Wanrou Xianjun." ”

Shi Lan struggled slightly, and shirked: "I still don't want it, how can a little person like me be qualified to know Xianjun." ”

Fake Lan smiled at the corner of her mouth, and glanced at her with coquettish disgust, "What nonsense, you are my friend, she is also my friend, what qualifications are not qualified between friends." ”

Shi Lan's expression was faint, but his feet seemed to have roots.

Seeing Shi Lan's resolute attitude, Fake Lan's expression was a little ugly.

"Forget it, since she is so self-aware, why do you force it?" Wanrou stretched out her wrist, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "The left and right are ugly monsters with low mana, and the eyes are not everywhere. ”

Shi Lan glanced at Wanrou coldly, and turned to look at Fake Lan who was holding on to her, and to her surprise, Fake Lan actually had a thin anger on her face.

Shi Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, this is fresh, Wanrou obviously scolded herself, what kind of anger did she have.

Shi Lan finally found a little fun after she forced it, but her eyes turned away silently.

Fake Lan's expression changed very quickly, and Zhan Yan was already smiling like a flower, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Xiaoping, just have a drink, otherwise I will really lose face." ”

Shi Lan was curious, so she changed her attitude just now and followed her to the pavilion.

Fake Lan took a cup again, poured a cup of fruit wine, served it to Shi Lan, and filled the wine glass in front of Wanrou, and said, "This is my friend, Xiaoping," she looked at Shi Lan and said, "This is Wanrou Immortal Monarch, the beloved disciple of Mingzhi Shenjun." ”

Shi Lan knew clearly, it turned out that this guy had the support of the Divine Monarch on top, no wonder he had the confidence to fight against himself who was backed by Hao Ze.

Fake Lan raised her cup to signal, Shi Lan held the cup and smiled silently, Fake Lan was slightly surprised, followed her line of sight, and was embarrassed to find that Wanrou raised her head arrogantly, without the slightest intention of raising a glass.

Fake Lan drooped her eyebrows and looked at Wanrou.

Wanrou frowned, and said impatiently: "Shi Lan, it's your business to casually make friends with such unqualified immortals regardless of your identity, but you can't bring my style down," she glanced at Shi Lan contemptuously, and said, "I don't think she is qualified to drink with me, and even ......" She raised her sleeve and swept all the wine jugs and glasses on the table to the ground, "Share a set of wine utensils with her." ”

Tears suddenly appeared in the eyes of Fake Lan, her mouth was pursed, and she said timidly: "Wanrou." ”

Shi Lan smiled coldly, threw the glass down as well, and the wine glass fell to the ground, rolling to the soles of Wanrou's feet, sprinkling the remaining residual wine.

"Xianjun's words are exactly what I want to say, so you and I have a good heart," After speaking, Shi Lan turned around and left.

Wanrou stared at the corner of her skirt that was soaked with wine, and said coldly, "You stop me." ”

Shi Lanli ignored it and walked out of the pavilion directly.

Wanrou raised her eyebrows, pinched directly, summoned a turquoise ribbon, and struck directly at Shi Lan's vest.

Shi Lan immediately sensed the killing intent behind her, but her mana was low, even if she tried to dodge to the side, she still couldn't escape the silk belt that had locked her.

Not far away, from the side of the lush green grass, a sharp white light suddenly appeared, mercilessly splitting the ribbon, the green light suddenly dimmed, and flew back faster than before.

In the pavilion, Wanrou snorted and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Fake Lan ran to her in a panic, helped her, and said with concern: "Wanrou, are you okay?" ”

Wanrou's face was hideous, and she pushed away the fake Lan angrily, staring hatefully at one of the two who came out.

"The person who comes is a guest, is this how Haoze Shenjun greets guests?"

Hao Ze's expression was extremely cold, ignoring her pale face and the blush at her feet.

"Since you are a guest, why do you hurt people when you don't say a word?"

Wanrou pressed her aching chest and said in disbelief: "It's just a little fairy who doesn't enter the stream, why do you make a fuss." ”

Hao Ze put his hands behind his back and said abruptly: "When you first came to the God Realm, how was it different from her, if it weren't for Mingzhi, you would not be as good as her at this time." ”

These words were a bit heavy, and the handsome man standing next to Hao Ze saw that Wanrou's face was pale, as if he was furious, and hurriedly played a round, "Okay, Wanrou is indeed wrong with you, if you are a guest, you will be a guest, how can there be a reason to discipline the servants for others," he turned to Hao Ze and said: "Wanrou and I came here to congratulate you on entering another layer, even if it is a little rude, you shouldn't do this." Your divine power is so powerful, how can Wanrou resist it? ”

Hao Ze was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Fake Lan.

Fake Lan hurriedly showed a tearful smile of pear blossom, and said in the round field: "I have some internal Jin Dan here, if Wanrou doesn't dislike it, take it." ”

As she spoke, she took out the white jade bottle and handed it over.

Although Wanrou is still angry, she is not reluctant to give up Jindan.

After taking it, she opened the bottle and poured it out directly.

Hao Ze made a move, never made an ordinary product, and the entrance of Jin Dan went down his throat with saliva, and the stagnation pain in his chest was relieved in a blink of an eye.

Wan gently breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling more comfortable, and then walked towards the man with tears in her eyes.

The man saw her walking up to her and snuggling in a gesture, and hurriedly dodged sideways.

Wanrou's face stiffened slightly, and she pouted dissatisfiedly at the man.

The man smiled bitterly, but he didn't dare to really do anything, for fear that she would misunderstand, so he followed along the sleeve.

Fake Lan seemed to be missing the roots of these undercurrent fluctuations, and when she saw Wan's gentle movements, she thought that she was getting better in an instant, and suddenly showed a happy color, and when she walked towards Hao Ze, her eyes were full of enthusiastic worship.

Seeing her like this, the man couldn't help but chuckle, and turned his head sideways to joke with Hao Ze: "Hao Ze's golden pill is really effective, I don't know if you can reward me with a few bottles?" ”

Hao Ze didn't raise his eyes, and said directly: "Qingyue, you are not bad, a flute is enough for me to have a hundred golden pills." ”

Qing Yue shook his head, "Qule is just entertainment, how can there be Jindan reality." ”

Seeing that the four of them directly ignored themselves, especially Hao Ze, who didn't even give him an afterglow, Shi Lan couldn't help but feel depressed.

Feeling sad and hurting her eyes, she simply turned a corner, bypassed a few people, and clinged to the stone wall to prepare to leave.

Wanrou happened to be in a bad mood, and the afterglow happened to be aimed at, and she immediately made it by her hair.