Walking along the edge of this space, the purple and translucent material is very familiar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The south wind went straight into the quilt and covered it with a fluffy quilt, intending to sleep. As for this faint sense of confinement, she didn't care.

The dumb man is something she trusts very much, and she knew it was the old dumb man just by looking at her eyes before. Looking at the place specially prepared for her in this purple gold bell, most of them heard her miserable situation and came to save her.

This time I fled, and I met a lot of people again, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to meet my brothers again, hey! You can't ask too much for everything, you have to know how to be sufficient.

The setting here was the same as her bedroom on the island in the clouds, and Nanfeng soon fell asleep.

It can't be said that she has a bold heart, and there is no way. A face-to-face, a stupid man can ingest her into the purple gold bell, she has no ability to resist, and besides, this person is very familiar to her, although she is very vigilant, she can still convince herself to recuperate.

When she got up with a flushed face from sleep, she heard a silver bell ask: "Are you awake?" Slave Ling'er is waiting for you to get up, okay? ”

Nanfeng fixed her eyes and took a look, dressed in goose yellow muslin, embroidered with swaying small flowers with white silk threads on it, and then looked at her palm-sized face, without powder, with a lot of pockmarks on her face, and she was smiling generously at the moment.

Although this person makes people feel good at first sight, she is not used to letting strangers near her.

"No need to ......"

Before Nanfeng finished speaking, the girl immediately knelt down, and tears fell down, but she didn't dare to open her mouth and beg for mercy.

"Useless stuff!"

Before Nanfeng could finish speaking, he saw Ling'er silently being shot out by a black ** gas, and the two window pages shook and crackled, and he was immediately shocked.

Two pairs of white and slender hands held the window, Nanfeng stretched out his head, and suddenly realized, isn't she in the purple gold bell? Why are there windows?

But this is not the time to think about these things, Nanfeng looked fixedly, Ling'er had fallen more than two feet, if he fell directly, I am afraid that there would be no bones.

Nanfeng reflexively threw out a soft whip, rolled Ling'er's waist, and lifted her up.

Ling'er's face was pale, she had just seen clearly, under the foggy demonic aura, the bottom of the cliff was full of Bai Sensen's bones.

Nanfeng has never encountered this kind of thing, when she was kidnapped by the sloppy Taoist, and when she woke up and saw Zhu Si, who was captivating the country and the city, her mood had never fluctuated so much.

As her cultivation improves, there are few things that make her mood fluctuate. This bell is a pure mortal, and he does not dare to exceed the rules of words and deeds.

Obviously very afraid, although hidden in the depths of her eyes, Nanfeng could already see clearly, but she still smiled warmly perfectly.

Nanfeng couldn't see this kind of irrelevant mortal suffering for her, and before she finished speaking, Ling'er was thrown out.

Nanfeng felt the spiritual power in his body, everything was free, and he didn't have any bad reactions, which couldn't help but be very strange. But she is so exquisite, her mind is racing, and she understands it in the blink of an eye.

This bell can be used with confidence. It turned out that the stupid man had long known that she was a handicapped party and didn't know how to dress up.

"Ling'er, dress me."

"Yes!!"

Ling'er was whipped up by the south wind, and she trembled with fright, and she couldn't control it and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, which was the safest posture.

Hearing the south wind call her, she immediately bounced. The moment she picked up the comb, a genuine smile appeared on her face! Her life was saved!

On the archipelago of the Endless Sea, an island appeared out of thin air, and simple and sturdy earthen houses rose from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they circled the circular square in the middle for three floors.

At this time, the people on the island were bustling, and for some reason, all the demon cultivators retreated. They are preparing to discuss the occupation of Teleportation Island here, as well as the problems that have arisen before.

Ling Yunzi's temples were white, holding a large pu fan in his hand, dragging his shoes openly, his image changed greatly, and he seemed to be smiling at the people in the Tianji Pavilion opposite.

Wu Lei was silently arranging this temporary venue, and Rong Heng gave him a look, which made his face a little pale. Even Lu You no longer had a casual smile, and his mood was heavy, as if he had moved the coffin face with a clear breeze on his side.

Since the three brothers had done such a thing, Ling Yunzi rushed over as soon as possible, and they were not afraid at all.

In order to reach the Yuan Infant Stage, he could barely get a seat in the square, and the other remaining monks were all arranged into the rows of countless huts for repair. Just wait for the results of the game between several forces here.

"Now that we've all arrived, let's sit down and talk calmly."

As the third elder of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, Xu Santan has always been a good person, and it is best to preside over this matter at this moment.

Xu Santan sat in the middle, and the stools placed on the circular square were divided into five areas according to gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and a large curved table in front of each area surrounded Xu Santan in a large circle.

Many casual cultivators sat down first, sitting on the back of Xu Santan, and more than a dozen experts from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance sat vigilantly in the second row, their eyes shining.

In the first row, a man in a golden robe was leisurely shaking a folding fan in his hand, while a gentle woman beside him was raising her plain hand and gently sipping the tea in her hand. It was Jin Kemu, the leader of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and his wife Mu Wanrong.

They didn't show it obviously, but people with a discerning eye knew that the Scattered Cultivation Alliance would not rest assured that other sects would sit behind Xu Santan.

Oh, villain's heart!

Tianji Pavilion was represented by Tianxingzi and Tianmingzi this time, sitting behind the curved long table in front of them, and the eight combined period monks behind them had different expressions.

Sweeping to the left, they saw at a glance the entanglement between the Scattered Cultivation Alliance and the Lingyun Sect, and glanced at the Qingshan Sword Sect on the right, although the two sects were quite different, they didn't believe that the Qingshan Sword Sect dared to openly ignore it on such an occasion.

Tianxingzi and Tianmingzi secretly said, "Who doesn't have an ally yet?" He also took the Tianji Pavilion and everyone sat down one after another.

The Qingshan Sword Sect obviously didn't want to be troubled, and the two people in the lead were the grandfather Qingtan Sword Saint who Zhan Qingtian, and the other was the famous neutral Qingying Sword Saint. The eight people behind him also drank tea separately and did not raise their eyes to look around.

Before, because of the south wind, Tianji Pavilion was implicated in Zhan Qingkong's head, if it wasn't for Zhan Qingkong's grandfather Tianchenzi to suppress it, I am afraid that he would suffer a little grievance. However, the Yu family also suffered a lot because of this. Tianji Pavilion is not a monolith!

On the right side of the Qingshan Sword Sect, there were people from Dongquan Valley, and the leaders were only Li Xueli, the young valley master of Dongquan Valley, and his wife, but no one dared to say anything, because Dongquan Valley would never take care of these things, and there would be no other sects that could openly get along with Dongquan Valley.

Between the Winter Spring Valley and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, there was a person from Lingyunmen, Lingyunzi sat in front of him, crossing Erlang's legs, and a pair of straw sandals were about to fall, and he ignored them.

Next to him, the Peak Master Qianxuan was one of the few Refining Masters in the Immortal Spirit Realm, and at this moment, he looked helpless, glanced at Ling Yunzi, and his divine sense swept over the three Wu Lei brothers sitting behind him, and sighed softly.

Seeing that these big figures in front of him were seated one after another, the monks of various sects in the back were seated in an orderly manner. The audience was silent, today's event must be a big event.

There are disciples who have a good relationship between the various sects, and they sit across the middle aisle, and their eyebrows fly and dance with each other's eyes.

For the big people, the mood may be heavy, and for the small disciples, these things are a big gossip. (To be continued.) )