Chapter 139: The Little Alliance
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Trance is also joy!
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Stretching out his trembling jade hand, he wanted to get closer to keep warm, and suddenly the flames rushed upward, ah! Without paying attention, Phantom Spirit's little finger was burned, causing aggrieved tears to roll in his eyes, longing to look at the black curtain that seemed to be thousands of miles away, and at some point there was a touch of godless color in his eyes.
In the small courtyard, Luo Jianfeng stared at the phantom Ling'er who was crying and laughing, as if a stinger had been stabbed in his heart, slowly eroding his internal organs, and shouted softly: Ling'er wake up quickly, Ling'er" When he spoke, his hands couldn't help but increase a little harder.
Maybe she felt the warmth, or she noticed the pain in her body, or maybe she was disappointed in the phantom Ling'er, and she felt that the god of fate didn't seem to abandon her, she slowly opened her eyes, stared directly at the hazy face that was close at hand, her left hand just stretched out halfway, and retracted as if she was electrocuted, she was afraid that this was just a beautiful dream, and she didn't want to destroy the only remaining illusion, and muttered to herself: Childe, I'm afraid Ling'er won't be able to accompany you in the future, although the acquaintance has not been long, but Ling'er has realized what a happy time is, Bye! β
"Nonsense!" Hearing Phantom Spirit'er's words, there seemed to be an imperceptible crack in his unwavering heart, Luo Jianfeng couldn't help but let out a cold snort, looked directly at the pretty face with teary eyes, and said: Phantom Spirit, hurry up, no one can take your life without the permission of this son, even the soul envoy has to stand aside, Phantom Spirit"
"Is that you, father-in-law?" Listening to the familiar voice in her ears again, Phantom Ling'er rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she saw the face of the person in front of her, she couldn't hold back the joy in her heart anymore, and her jade arm hugged Luo's shoulder and said, crying: Childe"
Luo Jianfeng, who seemed to feel that Phantom Linger had changed slightly, did not speak, but proved his determination with his actions, hugged Phantom Linger and said softly: Don't cry, if you cry again, you will become a little flower cat. β
"Humph!" Phantom Ling'er slapped Luo Jianfeng's shoulder without reluctantly, and said with a smile: "Childe"
"Good! Honkoko surrenders. Luo Jianfeng sat on the stool, looked up at the dawn that was gradually breaking, and thought of the proposal of the old man in cloth last night, and said softly: Today, my son is going to go to the legendary valley, but Ling'er, you can't go, this"
"No!" Phantom Ling'er stared at Luo Jianfeng nervously, and said with a firm gaze: Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Ling'er will accompany you, even though my strength is a little weak, but sometimes things happen in the opposite way, not only departing from the original trajectory, but also its results are unexpected, so far if you don't take me there, ha! This girl goes alone, if you are not afraid that I will meet some perverts or the like, the son can leave. β
"You" Luo Jianfeng pinched Phantom Ling'er's pretty face dotingly, and pretended to be fierce and said: Whoever dares to cross the thunder pool, my son will definitely break it into thousands of pieces, even if he has no chance to be reincarnated. β
"You're too domineering!" Phantom Ling'er broke free of the reluctant embrace, glared at Luo Jianfeng and estimated that half an hour had passed, and the smile on his face was like a white peony flower blooming, adding a touch of light blush to it, and said with a smile: However, this girl likes it, from today onwards, people can let you do whatever you want! β
It's coming, don't forget to flick the skirt, only to see the skin like a snow lotus, dazzling and directly hitting the soul, Luo Jianfeng shifted his gaze with difficulty in breathing, and said softly: Phantom Ling'er, be careful of playing with fire**, this son can endure you for the first time and the second time, but I dare not guarantee to endure you for the third and fourth times. β
Hey!
Seeing Luo Jianfeng's embarrassment, Phantom Ling'er was proud in her heart, and a touch of bewitching temptation appeared on her face, and she said with a mesmerizing life: Son, people are also ready, or spoil the little girl today! β
"I" Luo Jianfeng tried his best to operate the immortal demon yuan in his body, and under the strong suppression of the gradually rising bath fire, he looked directly at Phantom Ling'er and said word by word: Hugh wants to seduce this son, hurry up and get dressed, otherwise"
"How else?" Before Luo Jianfeng finished speaking, Phantom Ling'er interrupted his words, twisted Xiao Man's waist, and said, "Oops! Why is the little woman's body sweating, how about we go to take a mandarin duck bath together? β
At this moment, when Luo Jianfeng didn't know how to refute, the old man in the cloth shirt walked in, although he was full of exhaustion, but his eyes were shining, obviously because of the ancient sect ruins, and he was excited and didn't know how to do it, looking at Luo Jianfeng who was sitting in the courtyard, but seeing a slight anger on his face, he thought that he was complaining that he was late, and immediately smiled and said: Boy, I didn't expect you to be more anxious than me, but this ancestor advises you to be a young man to be more steady, otherwise it will be you who will suffer in the end. β
When Luo Jianfeng heard this, he didn't break it, and said coldly: Old guy, you are fifty steps and a hundred steps, and no one can sleep calmly in front of the great interests, even saints. β
"Good! Ancestor, I won't argue with you, now hurry up! If you go late, you may not be able to drink the soup. The old man in the cloth shirt smiled disapprerovingly, and in a calm tone, the two of them knew that they were interested, and those who didn't know thought that they were amused by the grandfather and grandson.
"Got it!" Luo Jianfeng pinched the buttocks of Phantom Ling'er lying in his arms mischievously, and walked out of the small courtyard one step ahead.
As everyone knows, not long after they left, Zhang Zhe, who was hiding in the dark, walked into the small courtyard, but what was surprising was that he actually followed half a step behind an old man who was inferior in age compared to the old man in a cloth shirt, first looked at the furnishings in the door, and then sniffed the remaining tea, the old man's eyelids drooped, and said softly: Zhe'er, according to the previous clues, plus the scene I saw today, this young man is by no means a good kind, three years, no! I'm afraid that the battle of Hongmeng a year later will be the day when he will fly into the sky.
At this time, the cultivation realm is becoming more and more unpeaceful, and there is a faint trend of a storm coming, so you have to be prepared, if you can't be strong, then you have to find the best ally, although the Nortel Pavilion is a top power sect, but now it is like the sunset that has ended, and there are also the West Wind Tower, the South Rain Sect, the East Thunder Mansion, and the Divine Dragon Astrological Mansion that is not visible, you have to prepare in advance. β
"Grandpa, Zhe'er understands." Seeing the solemn expression of the old man, the disdain in Zhang Zhe's eyes also subsided a little, looked into the distance where there was no human figure at all, and said softly: Do you need to send someone to explore the ruins of the ancient sect? β
"Go, why not?" The old man said solemnly, stroked his beard with his left hand, thought for a moment, and continued: Although the news is a bit false, but a slap does not make a sound, even if you believe it, you can't believe it, after all, what kind of elixir, immortal weapons and the like are too tempting, especially the legendary method of breaking through the ascension realm, no one does not want it, so there must be no shortage of people who go, but those who are not strong can be an exception. β
"Yes! Zhe'er will arrange manpower. Zhang Zhe turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, while the old man who was sitting in place looked quietly in the direction of the valley and said to himself: Do the legendary immortals really exist?
After a while, Zhang Zhe, who had gone and returned, came to the side of the old man with a bad face, and said solemnly: Grandpa, Zhe'er went a step late, but I didn't expect Ma Feng to hide a hand secretly, and in the early hours of the morning, he had already made more than half of the elite disciples set off in advance, and it may have arrived now. β
"Hey!" The old man sighed lightly, and there was a touch of murder in his cloudy eyes, and said to Zhang Zhe: Immediately gather some trustworthy people to set off quickly, otherwise even if there are treasures, they will not be able to grab them. β
Two flowers, one for each!
At this time, in the originally silent valley, like a noisy vegetable market, groups of people sat or stood together to talk in a whisper, but there seemed to be an inexplicable hostility between them, so that they never left the handle of their weapons when they talked.
However, Jiang Lan, who was in the center of the center, saw the scene in front of him, finally! A satisfied smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he shifted his gaze to look at the hater with a calm expression, and said: Hate captain, the people from all sects have almost come, and even if they don't come, they are some small sects that can't be put on the table, and it's not worth mentioning at all, do you want to start the first step plan? β
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