Fu Mingrui hurriedly walked out, but stopped in the vast darkness.

"Qu Qu~~" The rain stopped the insects, but he was a little timid.

He looked back at Rin Tingjun: "Brother Rin, can you ...... Accompany me on a ride. ”

"Poof!" Lian Youyou burst out with a smile, this Fu Mingrui was so frightened that she didn't dare to walk at night. Is this afraid that halfway through, you will also see a soft human skin swaying like a willow in the moonlight?

Rin Tingjun held the wine glass for a moment, turned to look at Fu Mingrui, saw that his face was pale, and gave him wine: "You drink more?"

Fu Mingrui's scalp was tight, and his face was also hot, knowing that he was looked down upon by Rin Tingjun.

Lian Youyou stood up when she arrived: "Okay, I'll send you." ”

Fu Mingrui blushed even more, and waved her hand again and again: "No, no, no, don't dare to bother Miss Lian." "He asked Rin Tingjun to accompany him is already a loss of face, if it is still a woman who sends him at the end, then he will have the face to come to Jiumen to ask for advice.

"No hassle. Lian Youyou was already standing in front of Fu Mingrui with a smile, "It's just a matter of a wall." ”

Fu Mingrui's eyes were wide open, and there was already ominousness in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lian Youyou grabbed his belt and threw it directly.

"Ah————" Fu Mingrui flew directly into the air. This time, he really felt the inhuman divine power of Lianyou.

How can a woman throw a big man around like a ball?

Fu Mingrui is also a dignified eight-foot man, and he is not weak and can't help but be a scholar, he can kill the enemy with a knife, shoot an eagle with a bow, and his body bones are also sturdy, but he was easily thrown into the air by a seemingly delicate woman.

In the middle of the flight, Fu Mingrui looked at the lotus who was clapping her hands in the Jiumen Courtyard, her face was not red, she was not panting, she was really as easy as throwing a small pebble, she was really a strange woman.

He looked at the lotus until he landed in his own courtyard and stopped.

"Bang!" he fell to the ground, just in the light in front of the door of his study.

"Well......" He covered his chest and let out a muffled snort, it really hurt. He was wondering if he wanted to remind Duanmu Qingchen to provoke Lian Youyou by mistake, so that his life would not be guaranteed.

Lian Youyou clapped her hands in the courtyard, looking at the stars and moons that had been washed by the thunderstorm, and when she rolled her eyes, the cunning light was already flashing in her eyes.

She turned her eyes to look at Rin Tingjun: "Do you want to go around the palace with me?"

Rin Tingjun looked puzzled, put his hands around his chest, and looked Lian Youyou up and down: "Go to the palace?"

"Look at the beautiful man, en~~" Lian Youyou pretended to be an aftertaste, "That Duanmu Qingchen is still good~~" After that, she had already jumped away, and the white figure swept through the bright moonlight.

As soon as Rin Tingjun's eyes closed, he immediately followed. He didn't believe her to see Duanmu Qingchen, but what if it was?

Two white figures, both flying under the quiet night sky.

The moon frost is sprinkled all over the pavilion, the beams of the house are endless like silver waves, and the lotus and the thunder are like treading waves, flying up and down, like white cranes, floating out of the dust.

The two of them both landed on the yellow tiles of the palace, and Rin Tingjun stood on the side, looking at the lotus.

Lian Youyou looked down at the entire palace for a moment, took off the earring on her right ear that looked like a pearl, and put it in the palm of her hand, and the earring was actually suspended in the moonlight.

Rin Tingjun was slightly surprised.

"Go!" Lotus gave an edict, and the earrings turned into streamers and flew north.

Lian Youyou hooked her lips and smiled, and flew to follow.

Rin Tingjun's eyes were secretly shocked, but he didn't dare to fall behind by half a point, and followed closely behind Lian Youyou.

The streamer is like a meteor, flying straight to the northern night sky, when it slides down, the lotus flies down, holds it in his hand again, and then turns over and falls in an independent and quiet courtyard, a small square yard, only a huge black tree!

Lian Youyou grinned, her eyes shining.

The white clothes fluttered, and Rin Tingjun then fell into the courtyard. He looked around and saw that the courtyard was boxy, but there was no door. The courtyard is completely isolated by a wall on all sides.

In the courtyard, there is only a huge black dead tree that can only be embraced by several people, and the dead wood is surrounded by cyan ashlars to surround the gossip array.

"Hey, hey, eight wrongs, eight wrongs. Lian Youyou jumped on the stone and rubbed her little hands, and her smiling eyes were the look of a philistine and a wealth fan.

Rin Tingjun looked left and right, and then looked at the expression on Lian Youyou's face, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at her: "What is the magic of this dead tree?" With the last time the stone tablet became a spiritual realm, Rin Tingjun understood from Lotus Youyou's eyes that there must be something strange about this black tree.

Lian Youyou grinned, and reached out to touch the black tree, the dead wood was struck by thunder and lightning overnight, and the body of the tree still carried the residual heat of lightning.

"What about Xiao Yao...... It's so beautiful, I like to be a female ......" Lian Youyou said, and opened her mouth to something that Rin Tingjun couldn't understand.

"Xiao Yao?" Rin Tingjun knows that Xiao Ming in Lian Youyou's mouth is the Three Saints, who is this Xiao Yao?

Lian Youyou patted the dead wood, jumped up, stood on the top of the tree, and looked down at the center of the dead tree, which was empty, and there was a hidden spark that had not been extinguished.

"Yaochi Golden Mother~~~ Oh, it's the Queen Mother in your mouth. She poked her head out from the top of the tree to look at Rin Tingjun, as normal as a family routine.

And the Rin Tingjun who heard it was already stunned, this big fool, but any god dares to talk about it!

Lian Youyou jumped down again and began to walk around the dead wood, as if he was measuring the size: "What about the common people, they always listen to one and the same, the queen mother and the queen mother, I thought it was either the king's mother or the king's wife, a good beauty, I was said to be old, tsk, there are many male gods chasing Xiaoyao~~~"

Lian Youyou stopped, looked at the dead wood and nodded, as if he had finished measuring: "Xiao Yao, she is very good at making clothes, so embroidery needles are a must-have ...... every day" Lian Youyou said, turned her head to look at Rin Tingjun who was standing in place in a daze, and then turned her face back and continued, "Because I often bring it, I often drop it." Xiao Yao's embroidery needle, sewn is a divine robe of the fairy, which is different from the mortal world, it is made of the iron of the nebula, and after falling in the mortal world, it will definitely attract thunder and lightning. I've just seen it, and this tree must have had an embroidery needle in it......"

Lian Youyou patted the body of the tree, supported one hand on the tree and grinned at Rin Tingjun: "This tree is infected with the divine power of the embroidery needle starfall, so the thunder is constantly splitting. All living beings in the world will absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, flowers and trees. A good sword needs to be tempered a thousand times, and this thunder and lightning is like tempering. This tree absorbs the essence, this needle attracts thunder and lightning, and what is tempered by this must be an artifact!"

Lian Youyou hugged the big tree and stroked it happily: "After the embroidery needle is split nine hundred times, it melts into the tree, and this tree absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and after it is split nine hundred times, it becomes spiritual, and then it is split nine hundred times, and then it is split nine hundred times, and then it is split nine hundred times, and after these nine nine eight thousand and one hundred times, the artifact is self-contained, just need to open the blade!"

"Smack!" Lian Youyou snapped his fingers, clasped his hands around his chest, and looked up at the towering black wood, "This time, I forgot to bring my own divine soldier, so let's make do with your garbage, hey...... You have to have a handy weapon......"

Garbage again?!