There was a man sitting in the chamber, his eyes wide open, stocky but muscular. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info a red shirt and trousers, with iron arm guards tied to the cuffs, and the same device tied to his legs. Yuan Ruolan thinks of the generals and warriors in ancient times, and it should be like this.

The man was not surprised to see Xuan Ming, it stands to reason that he should get up and salute him, just like Ju Yanchen did when he first saw Xuan Ming. Yuan Ruolan, the "rules" of Wuyuanfang, has seen a lot in the past few days, and Xuan Ming has the absolute right to speak in Wuyuanfang.

Could it be that he is also a "defector" like Uncle Zhu?

Yuan Ruolan hasn't sorted out the relationship between the two here, and she has already started to talk about you and me first.

The man in red waited for Xuan Ming to approach, and reluctantly got up. "Owner." There was also impatience in his tone, as if he was not facing the owner, but an enemy with a deep hatred.

"It is really not easy for the elders to be willing to call me the owner of the workshop at this moment." Xuan Mingwu walked up the steps, and with each step, his feet seemed to be stepping on the surface of the water, with blue ripples, accompanied by the sound of "dang~dang~", and even the air trembled.

Under such a tremor, Yuan Ruolan could not control her center of gravity, and involuntarily swayed left and right, and a second before she was about to fall, Zhu Xuanxi's tree vine clinged to her feet, although it restricted her movement, she finally had a support point, so as not to break her ass into two pieces.

She looked back at Zhu Xuanxi again, the other party's feet were tied into a crotch step, his hands were slightly open, up and down, posing like a martial arts hero, winking at him, showing off his impatience.

Yuan Ruolan couldn't help laughing, and instead focused on Xuan Ming and the two of them, now that she had no worries, she couldn't wait to know what the next step, Xuan Ming, and her uncle were going to do.

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Xuan Ming was still walking towards the high platform so unhurriedly Zhu Yinyu began to be unable to sit still, he kept rubbing his knees, and kept looking at the entrance of the council hall, as if he was waiting for something.

There were not a few steps left in front of the basalt, Zhu Yinyu's anxiety became more and more serious, Yuan Ruolan secretly used his soul power to enlarge his visual ability, and saw that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans at some point, and his lips were trembling slightly.

Coward, where did all the bullish anger just now go?

Yuan Ruolan laughed in her heart, withdrew her soul power, and her pupils changed back to their normal color. Zhu Xuanxi, as the only one among the people who was not entangled in the vines, wandered to her side, face to face with her, and looked at her line of sight.

"Little Orchid......"

With a faint sound, Yuan Ruolan was startled.

"What are you doing!" She kept the volume down to the lowest for fear of disturbing the show. This is her favorite plot since she was a child: the hidden master solves the flamboyant villain with a wave of his sleeves.

"Look around." Zhu Xuanxi's reply was with a little smile.

It was also Yuan Ruolan who paid too much attention to the two of them, and didn't pay attention to the changes under their feet at all, the entire council hall was covered by azure water, and the water was so clear that it could reflect everyone's appearance, which was more beautiful than any lake she had ever seen. (On TV, of course, she hasn't seen a few lakes in reality.) ）

She couldn't help but sigh: "Wow......"

The vines that grew under Zhu Xuanxi's feet had completely integrated with him, supporting him to "walk" like a snake on one side and others on the other.

At this moment, he went around to the other side of Yuan Ruolan again, "Do you remember the water polo when we first came in?" It seems that seeing that Yuan Ruolan was full of doubts and thirsty for knowledge, he decided to "give advice".

"Uh-huh."

"It's not just water polo." The tree vines spread to his knee joints, which made his whole person a little shorter, and he was already about the same height as Yuan Ruolan. "Your uncle gathered all the water elements within a few kilometers in a very short period of time, and brought them into this waterless place through your body, while protecting you with one stone."

Yuan Ruolan said to herself: "No wonder. ”

When she entered the passage, she saw the trees and flowers around her shrink rapidly, and she thought she was dazzled, but it turned out to be real. Kilometers of water elemental, how powerful does it take to do that? She used up almost half of her primordial spirit reserves just by gathering her own elements, not to mention the help of soul power during this period.

She looked up at Xuan Ming again, and the worship in her eyes deepened a little. Since entering the Yin and Yang Realm, it was the first time she had seen such a master.

Of course, this is her "frog at the bottom of the well". There are also masters such as Xi Linchen and Zhu Xuanxi beside her, but one of them has the intention to hide, and the other has not yet exerted his strength, and I am afraid that visually, it is indeed not comparable to Xuanming.

Right now, she was quiet in this reverence, and she didn't notice anything unusual about Zhu Xuanxi.

The tree vine is like a monster with a big mouth open in the blood basin, eating away at his body little by little, and every time it nibbles away, the tree vines on Yuan Ruolan's body are thicker, just like ......

It's like sucking his blood and thriving......

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Zhuo Zichen hugged his chest and looked at Xitongmeng like a bullied little daughter-in-law. When they returned to Shenzhen, Zhuo Anwei had not yet arrived, but the magic weapon came first - the treasure of the gods, as the name suggests, is a treasure that can seal the "gods".

Zhuo Zichen looked at the treasure above his head and was helpless, he didn't expect Old Man Zhuo to play really this time, and he didn't expect Xitongmeng to betray her. The latter made him even more chilled, so since he woke up, he hadn't said a word, just stared at each other like this.

Xitongmeng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she does her own thing in the room as if she has nothing to do, she doesn't care about Zhuo Zichen at all, and she doesn't have the slightest meaning of "repentance", her expression is as calm as those things that knocked people unconscious, threw them into the sack, and threw them back to the green bag house were not done by her at all.

How could Zhuo Zichen admit defeat?

He changed his posture, held his head in his hands, and then sighed: "Alas~" and then leaned sideways in an "S" shape, "What did Uncle Fang promise you this time?" ”

Hearing Fang Jie, Xi Tongmeng's shoulders tightened, and his arm was unnaturally retracted, "You take care of yourself first." ”

"Me?" Zhuo Zichen chuckled, "It's just that I was scolded and confined at most." Yes...... No, it's closed now, and the old man even took out the treasure at the bottom of the box, and it seems that I'm really angry enough. ”

Xi Tongmeng snorted coldly, and then said: "You just rely on the pavilion master to hurt you and continue to do evil." She scoffed, "Don't drag me into the water." ”

"What do you mean by dragging you into the water!" Zhuo Zichen sat up from the bed suddenly, "Aren't we friends?" ”

"It's you......" Xitong Meng thought of what he wanted to reply was: It's your sister. But as soon as he saw Zhuo Zichen's innocent eyes, he was afraid of hurting his fragile glass heart, so he changed his words. "It's your friend who can't openly disobey the pavilion master, this is because I haven't been skinned and dismantled in the past."

"I see who dares!" Zhuo Zichen became more and more energetic the more he spoke, "Master, I will abolish him directly!" ”

Xi Tongmeng smiled but didn't say anything, to be honest, she was quite moved.

"Chen'er."

Zhuo Anwei's voice came from outside the door, breaking this bit of warmth, and the aura of slaughter filled the entire room in an instant, making people dare not breathe. (To be continued.) )