All the children of the Dongfang family are in the same mood as Dongfang Luo'er, but they are not blindly impulsive, the immortal cultivation world respects strength, and only when they become strong will they crush a qiē is unfair.

"Luo'er, go back, practice hard, and tell the people of the Sù tribe that we are fine!" Dongfang Coco said.

Dongfang Luo'er nodded and secretly clenched his fists, the strong should go against the current, even if there is injustice, they must face the difficulties and become the strong man who is proud of the world.

Ye Ruge snorted coldly, "Go back to the city!" ”

Dongfang Luo'er watched Dongfang Coco's back go farther and farther, crushing the last trace of weakness in her heart, then let her fight with Yiqiē unfairly!

Feng Moran touched his nose, "Luo'er, cough cough, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you." ”

"No, I'm too stupid to have guessed a long time ago." Even the Tianjizi of Jiuhua Mountain wanted to ask him for pills, and his identity had already been revealed.

Mei Yifei was a little disappointed in Ye Ruge for the first time, the girl he liked was not the same as he expected, and he was no longer interested in knowing what he thought of Dongfang Luo'er!

In the southern city, the wind is full of buildings.

"This is the place you want to bring me to?" Dongfang Luo'er was brought here by Feng Mo after that, listening to the sound of the piano and smelling the fragrance of tea.

"How do you hear this?" Feng Moran personally made tea and poured her a cup.

"The piano player is highly skilled, incisive, and flowing!" Dongfang Luo'er is not concerned about the sound of the piano at the moment, but a question: why is the Dongfang family treated differently!

Feng Moran shook his head, "Your heart is not here, how can you concentrate on appreciating the qin and tasting tea." ”

Dongfang Luoer was not in that mood, and said casually: "I regard the piano as a confidant, a confidant, the only person, since the piano sound is played by everyone, why bother to pretend to be high, this piano sound has fallen into the ordinary." ”

Feng Moran smiled and sighed: "I once looked for the person who played the piano with the sound of the piano, but I didn't know that it was wrong!" Those who know the piano are not in the sound. ”

Dongfang Luo'er was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you looking for someone to play the piano?" Then he suddenly realized: "Is she also good at playing the piano?" Found it now? ”

"Far away, close at hand." Feng Moran looked at her with a smile.

Staying at this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a girl with a veil walked in, "Dye, why didn't you sue me since you came!" ”

Dongfang Luo'er looked at this beautiful girl with a lot of gestures, and was stunned, this is Feng Moran's favorite beauty?

Feng Moran couldn't help but be a little depressed, didn't she really realize that the person he liked was her Dongfang Luo'er? "Moonfall, I'm not here for you this time!"

The girl raised her eyes and glanced at Dongfang Luo'er, and said softly, "Who is that for?" ”

Feng Mo Ran frowned, the teacup turned in his hand, and he snorted coldly, "Does Ben Zhenjun need to sue you?" ”

Liyan glanced at Dongfang Luo'er again, and turned away aggrievedly and resolutely.

"Ink Dye, is this good for her?" Dongfang Luo'er doesn't know who this woman is in Feng Moran's heart?

Feng Moran's frowning brows stretched slightly, and he said lightly, "It's just an insignificant person? He had searched for her shadow in countless women, only to know that she was irreplaceable.

Dongfang Luo'er frowned, "You drove away the top sign of the building, aren't you afraid that the landlord will sweep us out?" ”

Feng Moran chuckled a few times, "Will Ben Zhenjun himself sweep himself out of the house?" ”

The corners of Dongfang Luo'er's mouth twitched, "You are the owner of this teahouse?" ”

Feng Mo Ran turned sideways and looked at the quiet and elegant scenery outside, "In order to find the people in the qin, it seems that Ben Zhenjun has built such a teahouse similar to 'Feng Manlou' in every city in the immortal cultivation world!" ”

Dongfang Luo'er opened her mouth wide in surprise, the person in front of her was definitely the richest man in the immortal cultivation world! "Are you not just a Danxian or a 'Shang Emperor' who is not the head of the dragon?" Emperor Shang was just a name for the mysterious figure in the legend, who could be called the person who owned one-third of the wealth of the entire immortal cultivation world.

Feng Moran leaned forward and raised his hand to hook Dongfang Luo'er's chin, staring into her eyes, "I hired you with this endless wealth, is it okay to marry you?" ”

Dongfang Luo'er was stunned for a few seconds, and slapped his hand away, "Ben Xiu never dreams!" ”

Feng Moran looked at her in a daze, and didn't believe his words! "That true monarch will hire this immortal family!"

"Three days later, I'll come here to get the pill!" Dongfang Luo'er said, got up and left without looking back.

Feng Moran picked up the pill she left on the table, and the corners of her mouth lifted lightly, why not take this world for you!

Dongfang Luo'er walked on the street, with a childish little face, constantly brainwashing herself, she didn't know Feng Mo Ran, what wealth in the world, she just needs to live a real life now, she is still the waste material of the Dongfang family, she likes to get what she deserves step by step.

Walking to an unknown intersection, Dongfang Luo'er found that she had nowhere to go, and suddenly felt a little lonely, drifting with the waves in this immortal cultivation world!

In the evening, in the welcome building at the entrance of the West Street of Fengnan City, in a room, Dongfang Luo'er released white feathers and white beasts, and fed a few spirit fruits to Bai Yu, she held the white beast that opened her eyes and was obviously able to move, and fed a three-grade healing elixir, looking at the little beast's cold eyes, Dongfang Luo'er smiled and squinted her eyes, and said: "It turned out to be a tsundere beast!" She wondered if she should wait for it to heal and return to the monster jungle, but she quickly dispelled this idea, and such a small beast would be swallowed in one bite when it touched those large monsters!

At this time, there were several knocks on the door!

Dongfang Luo'er opened the door and saw that it was a little Taoist boy with an ear pot and a spoon.

"Oriental fairy, this is what my master ordered me to send to you."

Dongfang Luo'er took it, and immediately realized with a look of surprise, and asked with a smile: "What is your master doing now?" ”

Xiao Daotong replied seriously: "The master said: I don't sue you." ”

Feng ink dyeing? The corners of Dongfang Luo'er's mouth twitched, and she asked again: "Who made this soup!" ”

"The master said: You will know if you drink it, and the master also said: You must drink it every day, I will send it over sooner or later!" After Xiao Daotong finished speaking, he bowed and left!

Dongfang Luo'er closed the door, called the lid, saw the same crystal clear soup as he had made, and drank it with a smile, so he made a fool of himself, how did he do it while talking about alchemy? Her elixir will take three days to refine, can he be distracted and can he use it?

Dongfang Luo'er meditated after drinking the soup, and unconsciously felt that the impurities in the body were cleaned up under the action of the spiritual soup, and the whole body was purified and strengthened along with the sweat.

After one night, Dongfang Luo'er received Mei Yifei's summons and went out early in the morning, and today the monks of Shushan and Jiuhua Mountain finished repairing and left for the mountain, and she went to say goodbye to Mei Yifei and Dongfang Coco.

Leaving the inn, Dongfang Luo'er walked to the flying boat platform in the center of the city, the name of the phoenix ink dyed Danxian is not covered, and the street is full of monks who come overnight! For a while, there were a few more points than the monks who fought against the beast tide.

Dongfang Luoer shook her head, and looked at the shops on both sides of the street casually, among which there was a striking and gorgeous clothing shop, and she walked in!

Not long after, Dongfang Luoer wore a smoky blue dress, her long hair was simply tied up high, and she walked out heroically, her delicate facial features revealed a hint of girlish charm!

As soon as he walked a few steps, Dongfang Luo'er heard a loud roar!

"Enchantress, where to go?" The flowers returned to the sun from the sky, and with a wave of the big sleeves, the spiritual power vibrated like a violent wind, blowing the people on the street to the ground, and sundries flew down all over the sky.

Dongfang Luo'er's soul power protector was shocked back a few steps, and Hua Huanyang's flying sword had already stabbed head-on, and the speed of the god-killing wheel was so fast that it automatically blocked the flying sword's blow.

"Despicable, secretly attacking a monk who is lower than you, shameless!" Dongfang Luo'er shouted angrily, and looked cold at Hua Huanyang, who suddenly appeared.

Hua Huanyang smiled and shouted: "The old man can't kill the kid from Jiuhua Mountain, and he can't clean you up!" Killing people pays for life, the old man is not the crooked chirping of you righteous monks. ”

Dongfang Luo'er's face was stern, she was now a second-order soul power, and she could fight with the monks in the early stage of Jindan, but in the face of the monks in the late stage of Jindan, she would definitely lose.

At this time, on the four-meter-wide street, people who came and went hid, and the monks of the Jindan period did not dare to participate in the battle for fear of being affected.

Fighting was forbidden in Fengnan City, and Hua Huanyang could still manage these when he saw Dongfang Luo'er, and released the silver corpse he had refined, and attacked Dongfang Luo'er together.

Dongfang Luo'er controlled the god-killing wheel and Hua Huanyang's flying sword collided and slashed back to the neck of the silver corpse like lightning, the silver corpse waved its arm to block the god-killing wheel, and the god-killing wheel rotated along the arm and slashed to the neck, leaving a two-centimeter scar that winded like a snake, and the flying sword of Hua Huanyang turned around and stabbed in the air, and was blocked by the god-killing wheel in time, the two magic weapons were separated with a blow, and the silver corpse had already pounced in front of Dongfang Luo'er.

Dongfang Luo'er took advantage of the time when the god-killing wheel was blocked, and the sharp cone condensed by her soul power pierced the head of the silver corpse, Hua Huanyang didn't expect Dongfang Luo'er to have such a means, and the brain of the silver corpse was instantly shattered, and it was immediately scrapped and fell to the ground.

Hua Huanyang was furious, and took out the golden seal of the natal magic weapon and hit it.