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What's going on with this?

Xiaoyu spat out a bubble, spun around twice at the water's edge in front of her, and spat at Shi Lan.

The water bubbles fluttered and slow, seemingly very slow, but in fact, they covered Shi Lan in it very quickly, and a child's voice hummed: "You ask me who I ask, hey, who is that, take something and leave quickly, I don't have anything to entertain you here, and hand over all the stones in your hand, after being hungry for so many years, I finally have something to eat." ”

Tong Yin spoke very quickly, and a series of words sounded like a cannon exploding in Shi Lan's ears.

Through the thin bubbles, Shi Lan looked at the small fish that was looking at her.

"That's all I have for so many spirit stones," Shi Lan opened the storage bag around his waist and escaped from the few spirit stones that were left inside.

The little fish looked at it in disgust and waved its short fin.

The bubble gradually rose into the air with Shi Lan, and the colorful light surrounded the bubble, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted under the illumination of the light.

Shi Lan only felt in a trance, and when she came back to her senses, she was already standing in the middle of the rows of shelves.

Shi Lan looked left and right, and his fingers subconsciously pinched the storage bag.

The hard touch made it clear to her that everything that had happened before was not an illusion.

Walking through the already empty floor, Shi Lan took a jade piece that was obviously much worn.

For a moment, her body lightened, as if something was pulling her backwards.

Then she flickered in front of her, and the person was already standing outside the hide.

There were still scattered people around who had not yet left, and when they saw Shi Lan, everyone looked over in unison.

Shi Lan shook his dizzy head and turned to leave.

Twisted the Buddha beads with his empty hand, said the Buddha number, stepped forward, and said: "Shi Daoyou, please stay, the poor monk wants to ask Daoyou if he has something." ”

Shi Lan stood still and turned his head to look at him.

The corners of the empty mouth raised slightly, "Daoyou has been in it for so long, but you have gained something?" ”

Shi Lan frowned slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

The smile lines at the corners of the empty mouth deepened slightly, "I don't know if you are willing to take out the harvest and share it with us?" ”

Shi Lan glared at him as if he was looking at a monster, "Is that fellow Daoist also willing to share the harvest of himself and your senior brother with me?" ”

Jingkong smiled and said, "Naturally I don't want to." ”

Shi Lan nodded in understanding and said, "Daoist friends have been practicing for many years, and they should know the truth that you should not do to others what you don't want to be done to others. ”

Jingkong said: "If it is someone else, the poor monk will naturally not force it, but for the demon girl who practices the evil art of Hehuan, the poor monk feels that it is not too much to do." ”

Shi Lan sneered: "I studied under the Qingyi Sect, and I practiced orthodox exercises, which eye of the Taoist friend saw me performing evil arts?" ”

Qingkong squinted to the side, and someone immediately brought Liu Minde, who was huddled aside, over.

"This Liu Daoyou said that he had seen it with his own eyes, and he would never be wrong."

Shi Lan glanced at Liu Minde coldly, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more intense.

"I really didn't expect that Daoist friends who have been practicing for many years would still be deceived by this kind of beam-jumping clown," Shi Lan slowly walked up to Liu Minde, and his dark eyes swept towards him as coldly as a frost knife.

Liu Minde shook his shoulders, shrunk his body, and lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Shi Lan.

"See it with your own eyes?" Shi Lan sneered, "Where did he see me, and who was I murdering at that time?" ”

The clear space looked sideways at Liu Minde.

Liu Minde hung his head and couldn't say why.

Jingkong said: "Liu Daoyou doesn't have to worry, you can speak as bluntly." ”

Liu Minde scolded secretly in his heart, if he hadn't accidentally found the way for a while, how could he get him here, Liu Minde knew in his heart that Shi Lan was afraid that he would hate him to death now, and the help he had planned was gone, Liu Minde hated to make a fool of himself, so how could he be willing to speak.

Shi Lan didn't know what Liu Minde thought, anyway, in her opinion, Liu Minde was not a good cake in the first place, and she naturally had no scruples when she spoke.

"You may not know that this person has been talking to me before, and I care about the two friendships, although I am impatient, but I am still kind to each other," she laughed at this, "It is probably because this person saw that he could not get any benefits from me, so he held a grudge and wantonly fabricated lies in an attempt to smear my image." ”

Shi Lan slowly walked up to the clear space and said mockingly: "Who knew that there were really people who believed that they would rely on baseless lies in a vain attempt to get something that didn't belong to them." ”

Qingkong half-raised his eyes and looked at Shi Lan.

Shi Lan smiled at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were extremely cold.

Jingkong smiled slightly and whispered the Buddha's name.

The premise of the art of acacia is that men and women must have sex, this Shi Lan is still a complete body, and I am afraid that the crime of evil art cannot be placed on her head.

Jingkong carefully recalled the process of the relationship between the two that Liu Minde explained when he was confused, and sighed in his heart.

A small sect is a small sect, and the disciples who are included in the sect don't even leave a single imprint of divine consciousness, how can he confirm the fact that she betrayed her master and joined another sect!

Shi Lan cursed to herself, the dead bald donkey, turned around to leave.

With a flick of his empty finger, the monk behind him, who had been on guard, immediately surrounded Shi Lan.

Shi Lan looked around and said coldly, "Clear space, what do you mean?" ”

Jingkong took off the rosary that had been put around his neck, and said softly: "The poor monk just wants to search the storage bag of the Taoist friend, if it is confirmed that there is no evil magic in it, the poor monk is willing to make amends to the Taoist friend." ”

Hearing this, Shi Lan was all angry.

He thought he was who he was, and he made amends.

The monk's storage bag is full of his own net worth and life, and in a secret realm, who would give the storage bag to others with a brainless brain?

This bald scoop, give him a few colors, and he won't know who he is.

Shi Lan pinched his fingers, and an aura shrouded his body, "Okay, you can search for it." ”

Qingkong didn't seem to know that Shi Lan was saying the opposite, and his face actually showed joy, "The poor monk is welcome." ”

Shi Lan smiled coldly, and when he stepped forward, a fire dragon directly rose up and rushed towards his head.

The clear space silently recited the Buddha's name, and a layer of light with a glimmer of light suddenly appeared on the surface of the body.

As soon as the fire dragon missed, it flew up and down around Shi Lan, and the prayer beads that the two sharp claws under the abdomen kept throwing away.

The rosary circled, unloaded, and flew back into the clear palm.

Rubbing the traces of the Dao that was caught by the fire dragon, the clear air was distressed and wanted to drip blood.

Shi Lan's fingers pinched again, and another fire dragon soared out of the air, and the two dragons roared and circled towards the clear space.

Qingkong's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said to the surrounding monks: "On a piece, in addition to her, I would like to share the empowerment of the patriarch with you." ”

When the monks who had already set up a big array, but were reluctant to do it, they immediately showed joy and threw out their prayer beads, and the people also stepped on the mysterious steps towards Shi Lan.

Shi Lan watched these people's movements coldly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

In the distance, Zhang Dongji staggered over, "Senior Sister Shi, run, they have already plotted to take your life." ”

Shi Lan was startled and hurriedly looked at Zhang Dongji.

I saw him emerge from the thorny grass in an embarrassed manner, with bruised red marks on his face and hands, followed by two white-faced zombies and two disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect.

Shi Lan waved his hand directly, and a fire dragon rushed straight down, circled the two zombies, and burned them to ashes.

The two disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect behind them groaned in pain, and they both rushed towards Shi Lan.

Zhang Dongji sacrificed a magic weapon and wanted to stop it, but his ability was not good, so he only stopped for a moment and was sent flying.

The corners of Zhang Dongji's mouth immediately burst with blood, but he still stubbornly said, "Senior sister, leave me alone, you run." ”

The corners of Jingkong's mouth smirked, and the knuckle rosary suddenly soared into the air, hovering towards her, "If you want to run now, it's too late." ”

Shi Lan turned his head to look at him coldly, his eyebrows suddenly appeared a little black, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the clear sky.

The aura around the clear space flashed rapidly, and then he slapped two body talismans.

Jingkong knew that Shi Lan was a genius who showed visions, and his efforts under his hands must not be weak, so he thought that he could stop him with a two-pronged approach.

Unexpectedly, the black mang only flashed for a moment, and then flew directly through his eyebrows and flew out from the back of his head.

Qingkong's eyes widened, and Shi Lan looked at him indifferently in his dark pupils, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant. (To be continued.) )