The next day, after the master went out, Xiao Ling'er lay leisurely on the Xuanwu turtle shell in the bamboo forest, crossed Erlang's legs, shook his feet, listened to the sound of the bamboo sea, and suddenly heard an exclamation.

She hurriedly jumped down and ran all the way to the cold water inner pool in the grass and stone wall of the fire to see.

The thin and weak little hairy child couldn't climb the pool, because he drank several mouthfuls of cold water in a panic, and there were ice crystals on the edge of the pool, and he skipped his hands. If he didn't panic, in fact, the water wouldn't have flooded his head at all, and the master was only up to his waist in the pool.

But Zimo was out of breath in the cold water, choked on a few mouthfuls of cold water and immediately froze out of strength, and after a few struggles, he sank into the water. The whole world is silent, and you can't hear anything, so let's die quietly.

He was born ugly, and among the mermaids known for his appearance, he was thin, timid, and clumsy. Even when mortals caught him, they didn't believe that he was actually a merman, and they just let him go...... It turned out that there were twelve elders who accompanied him and talked to him. Now, he is the only one left in the merman clan, and he doesn't know what the meaning of his life is.

Shark King, how can a person be king?

Suddenly, on the blurred surface of the water, a small white face appeared, and then a small hand reached in and pulled him out of the water.

After catching a breath, Zimo remembered that the merman could not drown.

Xiao Ling'er saw Zimo stunned, oh my God, don't be stupid, right?! I was shocked, but I saw that Zimo's expression was darkened, and I knew in my heart, fortunately I didn't fall into a fool, otherwise the master would really not be able to explain when he came back.

Hurriedly pulled Zimo, who was covered in frost, walked out of the inner pool, picked a few fireweeds casually, kneaded them into a ball, and handed them to his mouth. Zimo turned his head, unwilling to look at Xiao Ling'er in disgust.

It was because of her that the twelve elders of the Miao generation all died, just to save this girl named Xiao Ling'er, he was forced to leave Penglai Mountain and came to the cold Qingling Mountain, and for more than a year, he still hated it.

"Oh! That's not stupid, well-hey! Xiao Ling'er suddenly approached and yelled in his ear, so frightened that Zimo opened her mouth wide and glared at her.

Xiao Ling'er simply stuffed the fire grass into his mouth, and quickly closed his chin! Forced him to swallow it.

"Hey, that's right, how can you not get along with your body?" Xiao Ling'er picked up Zimo's clothes at the door and handed them to him.

Zimo looked at her with a dark face uncertainly, and turned around to leave. That thin body, with a chest with protruding ribs, is really ugly...... Xiao Ling'er immediately thought of her master, that sturdy, powerful, shiny figure like jade, tsk, it's really a world of difference!

Zimo shined her upper body wet, ignored her awkwardly, and kept walking outside. But suddenly, something flashed in front of my eyes!

Something tapped him on the shoulder, and he raised his hand to touch nothing, but saw that one sleeve of his dress was on, and before he could shake it off, the other sleeve was also up......

Only then did he find that Xiao Ling'er was standing in front of him with a smile, and he waved his hand angrily to hit her! only to find that the hand went straight through! He was startled, and it turned out to be a phantom.

But he was overexerting himself, and he suddenly leaned forward, and he was about to fall while covering his face, but he didn't want Xiao Ling'er behind him, so he grabbed him with his belt and brought him back! also tied a bow with his hand, and then admired Zimo who was dressed. She nodded in satisfaction before leaving.

Zimo was so angry that he went to pull the belt, and finally pulled it off, but before he stepped on it, the white belt on the ground was gone?! At first glance, it was tied to the waist again! It's still that damn bow!

Zimo heard the sound of water, and sure enough, Xiao Ling'er, who had obviously left, was kicking water in the cold pool, and he untied his belt and held it in his hand without believing it, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the cold pool! Strode away, and after two steps he froze again, the belt still the same bow, and the white belt did not touch a trace of water. Zimo looked at Xiao Ling'er in disbelief, and heard Xiao Ling'er say lightly:

"If you can beat me, you can wear no belt."

At such a fast speed, no matter how stupid Zimo was, he knew that he couldn't beat it, so he had to leave with hatred.

In the evening, the two people who had not yet Bigu were obediently eating in the bamboo forest with a small bench, Zimo was picking up the rice grains in the bowl, but he was unexpectedly fed a piece of meat in his mouth, and he was stunned and was about to vomit.

"If you vomit, you still have to eat, you can try it!" Xiao Ling'er blinked, took another piece, and calmly put it in his bowl.

Zimo's face changed and changed, and in the end, he really didn't vomit, but he didn't swallow. After Xiao Ling'er left, he secretly spit on the ground, and stepped on it while he was not paying attention, but found that the piece of meat actually appeared in the bowl! When you look down, where is the piece of meat under your feet? He opened his mouth again in surprise, and then ......

"Xiao! Spirit! Child! Yes! "Zimo has more meat with mud in his mouth, and he eats a mouthful of soil! The voice of sorrow and anger resounded through the bamboo forest and resounded throughout Qingling Mountain!

In this regard, in front of the desk in the main hall, Xiao Yihan, who was dealing with some official documents, continued to turn a page of bamboo slips, read it carefully, and didn't care much.

The next day, Zimo deliberately avoided Xiao Ling'er, he couldn't afford to provoke him!

As a result, when he was reading in the study, just as he looked up in distress because he didn't know many words, he suddenly saw Xiao Ling'er's big eyes, looking at himself quietly without blinking! He scared him so much that he almost died on the spot.

But Xiao Ling'er ignored him this time, and Shi Shiran walked away with his hands behind his back, still holding a book in his hand. She's supposed to be here to borrow books, right?

Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt as if she had seen the book in her hand somewhere...... When I lowered my head again, I actually changed a book in my hand!

Open it and look carefully, he knows most of the words on it, some of the ones he doesn't know also have detailed markings, dense, the handwriting is a little naïve, but it can be vaguely seen, the handwriting is atmospheric and graceful, flowing water, but it seems to be deliberately imitating whom, there is a kind of man's vigorous and powerful wind in the words, dangerous and delicate, and a little rare and beautiful.

On the third day, Zimo was forced by Xiao Ling'er to plant two seeds of flowers and trees on the cliff behind the cloud bridge near Qingling Mountain.

Xiao Ling'er used spiritual power to urge the seeds to germinate, and in two or three months, he came up with small tree buds, Zimo once thought about destroying the bud trees that were pulled out of the flower trees, but he was reluctant.

The most beautiful thing on Penglai Mountain is the flower tree, as if Xiao Ling'er guessed his mind, Zimo didn't do it again and again, but was afraid that the flower tree would not grow big, and sometimes he stayed next to the flower tree buds, afraid of being caught and eaten by birds.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed since the trip to the Penglai Xuanwu Secret Realm.

The sect was lively again, and the collection of disciples began again after ten years, along with the newcomers entering the door, the trials of the outer disciples began, and there were also disciples who had achieved immortal bodies and were about to enter the inner gate.

Outer disciples, Tianzi class.

Xiao Ling'er, the supreme disciple, won the top again! And her first place, there was no competition at all, but no one dared to fight if she showed her cultivation, and there was no one who challenged her.

Becoming an immortal at the age of ten, breaking through the record of becoming an immortal at the earliest time in the history of the entire immortal world, the entire immortal world was in an uproar!

Many disciples didn't believe it, and secretly ran to the Taixu Sect to see, when the inner disciples were trying, Xiao Supreme was also there, Xiao Ling'er was on his side, and the immortal bones were undoubtedly revealed.

After the trial of the inner disciples, Ling Yu won the first place, narrowly defeating Xiao Xiao with one move, and Xiao Ling'er could see that Ling Yu was deliberately keeping his hand.

On the immeasurable sea, a small boat.

Xiao Xiao hugged a jar of wine, raised his head and sang a long song, the song scared that there were no fish in the water for ten miles, and birds in the sky. Only Xiao Ling'er endured it silently, as if she was very accustomed to Xiao Xiao's magic sound, and as the tragic singing became more and more high-pitched and loud, Xiao Ling'er raised her hand and sealed the spiritual power on her ears again.

Finally, Xiao Xiao was tired, and suddenly angrily accused Xiao Ling'er!

"You, you! Dead girl, secretly get fairy bones behind my back! No! I don't want to compare with you, I have two more years to live! ”

After another big sip of wine, Xiao Xiao looked up to the sky and sighed, "Ah, you are a demon!" Demon, your master is demonic, you are a little demon! Well, the wicked! ”

She staggered to her feet, Xiao Xiao, who had achieved a fairy body at the age of sixteen, had already become a girl with a figure, although her chest was still very flat, but it did not prevent her from becoming a beauty after her eyebrows and eyes opened, and she was still a very powerful beauty, that is, the kind of singing that could scare others away.

Ling Yu stood on the edge of the boundless sea, looking at the boat from afar. In the same year as Xiao Xiao, he broke through the Mahayana and cultivated the immortal bones, but he was one or two years older than Xiao Xiao, although he became more and more stable and mature, but he was still a humble young man who was as gentle as jade, and he finally lived up to expectations, and was the next chief disciple of Taixu Sect after his senior brother Lin Rongchen.

Xiao Xiao drank all the wine and was unhappy again, and when she was depressed, she suddenly saw a black-haired and red-clothed teenager emerge from the water.

Long hair hangs down the waist, soft and obedient, a pair of beautiful eyes are seductive, beautiful and close to the demon, and pure as the cold water of the nine heavens, at a glance, I feel that this person does not belong to the rolling red dust.

Stunned for a moment, Xiao Xiao suddenly threw the wine jar and climbed onto the bow of the boat with both hands and feet. A leg without an image stretched out! Climbing to the side of the boat but feeling stopped, she looked back and saw Xiao Ling'er's helpless eyes, she was anxious.

"Oops, oops! Ling'er, don't pull me! Don't pull me! If you let me go, I'll touch it, don't be so stingy! Zimo, Zimo, come here, come here! ”

Xiao Xiao reached out and pulled the hem of Zimo's clothes, but it really happened.

"Okay." Zimo answered, with a deep and good voice, clear and natural.

Then he stepped on the boat, and before Xiao Xiao could pounce on him, he made a preemptive strike, using a folding fan in his hand, and pressed against Xiao Xiao's forehead, so that she couldn't take a step closer, and after froze, she couldn't move.

Only then did Zimo turn his head and shout to the shore: "Hey, Ling Yu! If you don't take her away, I'll throw you into this immeasurable sea. ”

Sure enough, when Ling Yu heard this, he came to tread water, knocked Xiao Xiao, who was crazy about drinking, unconscious, and carried him away in his arms. The immeasurable sea was instantly clear, leaving only Xiao Ling'er and Zimo on the boat.

Xiao Ling'er swallowed her saliva, and she only learned later that the time calculation of the merman was three to five times slower than that of an ordinary year. In other words, the adult Zimo is three or five hundred years old......