At the feast.

After the Linglong Holy Lord left, everyone began to be unscrupulous, and they opened their mouths to toast one by one, and the words they said were good, all of them were talents, and Lu Changsheng drank it for an hour.

Fortunately, this wine is not intoxicating.

However, Lu Changsheng also knew why Tang Seng wanted to leave his daughter's country and insist on going west.

Think about it, countless women surround you alone, say something ugly, at first, you will be surprised, excited, happy, but soon you will be insensitive, silent, and painful.

Therefore, the Linglong Holy Land can't stay any longer.

After tomorrow's birthday, leave early if you can.

However, what does it mean that the Holy Lord of Fang Cai Ling Long patted himself on the shoulder three times?

Boasting about being handsome and talented?

Or do you want to fuel yourself?

Lu Changsheng always felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that there was another mystery.

At the feast.

Lu Changsheng was drinking while thinking about this matter in his heart.

All the way to the time of the child.

Lu Changsheng suddenly had a spirit.

He thought of it.

Isn't this the one in Journey to the West?

Bodhi Ancestor patted Sun Wukong's head three times, and asked Sun Wukong to come to him in the middle of the night?

Hiss!

Has the Holy Lord of Linglong also watched Journey to the West?

Well, it shouldn't be possible.

It should just be a casual pat on the shoulder, right?

But what if you really let yourself pass?

It's just the middle of the night to do what you do?

Eat below?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

Until the ugly time, Lu Changsheng wanted to leave with too much alcohol.

However, as soon as he said that he was too strong to drink, all the Linglong disciples got up one by one, scrambling to send Lu Changsheng back.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lu Changsheng pulled Qian Yunrou.

Just insist on letting Qianyunrou send him.

And Qianyun Rou also gave face, nodded, and got up to send Lu Changsheng back.

Saying goodbye to everyone, Lu Changsheng walked out of the main hall.

A cool breeze blew, which made people feel much calmer and sober.

Qian Yunrou didn't speak all the way.

At this moment, the Linglong Holy Land is extremely peaceful, and when night falls, everything is in full swing.

There was not even a single sound of insects, which made people feel a lot quieter.

Along the way, Lu Changsheng was thinking about what it meant for the Linglong Holy Lord to pat himself on the shoulder three times.

Do you want to go to her on the third watch?

Did you bring that thing yourself, or did the Holy Lord of Linglong already prepare it?

Lu Changsheng fell into all kinds of nonsense.

That's it, soon, after half a pillar of incense, Lu Changsheng came to the residence.

"Senior Brother Lu, rest early, tomorrow is Master's birthday, and I hope Senior Brother Lu will nourish his spirit."

Qian Yunrou said very calmly.

"Okay, Senior Sister Qian, let's go and rest."

Lu Changsheng nodded, and then walked into the house after watching Qian Yunrou leave.

The room was clean and tidy, and at the same time there was a faint scent.

Lying on the soft bed, Lu Changsheng looked at the top of the bed and thought about something.

It's been more than three months since I went down the mountain, and the scenes in my mind flickered as if they happened yesterday, but in fact three months had passed.

Lu Changsheng had to sigh with emotion, time flies so fast.

I don't know how Qingfeng is doing now.

Lu Changsheng had some worries, but when he thought that Qingfeng had taken all the spirit stones away, inexplicably, he hoped that Qingfeng would have the best to endure some hardships, and if he was lucky, he went to a barren land, and there was a place where the spirit stones could not be spent.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Changsheng's mood was slightly more comfortable.

After thinking about Liu Qingfeng's matter, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but think of the three last pats on the shoulders of the Linglong Holy Lord.

"What does that mean?"

Lu Changsheng frowned.

However, in his mind, the face of the Exquisite Holy Lord involuntarily appeared.

It's beautiful and temperamental.

If only he were 5,000 years younger.

The Linglong Holy Lord is good at everything, whether it is appearance, personality, and figure, he really can't pick out the thorns.

But the only thing is age.

But, if you think about it carefully, although the Linglong Holy Lord is six thousand years old, his mentality is very young, and more importantly, this is the world of cultivating immortals, not mortal dust.

For a normal Tribulation Cultivator, he can live for at least tens of thousands of years, and if he is like a Qingyun Dao person, there is no problem in living for 20,000 years.

In other words, from the perspective of the Linglong Holy Lord, she is actually only thirty years old.

It's like a Linglong saintess, who now hides in a cave and then closes up, and a thousand years have passed since she came out.

Looking at this problem from a biological point of view, this is indeed a thousand years old, but from a rational point of view, it is actually sixteen or seventeen years old.

It's like an immortal in a higher plane, maybe tens of thousands of years have passed after a single sleep.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, it really doesn't look at age, because if you really age, your skin will still become wrinkled, and your blood will decline.

And at present, the Holy Lord of Linglong can really be regarded as a woman in her early thirties.

The best years are also the most mature times.

Hey? Why should I think about these questions?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned, he found that he was inexplicably thinking about this?

That's not right.

But at this moment, a voice slowly sounded.

"What are you thinking about if you don't sleep at night?"

The voice rang out.

Lu Changsheng subconsciously spoke: "I'm wondering if the Linglong Holy Lord has tricked me....... Belch? ”

In an instant, Lu Changsheng jumped up from the bed.

Then a figure appeared in the room.

It's the Holy Lord of Exquisiteness.

Wearing a white silk gauze, yes, a gauze garment, it is very soft and smooth at first glance, and it is very simple to drape over the body.

"Holy Lord?"

Lu Changsheng was a little stunned.

Why did you suddenly appear in your room at night?

Do you want to be a beggar?

Lu Changsheng's eyes were full of curiosity.

"What? Do you still call me the Holy Lord? ”

The Linglong Holy Lord spoke, his eyes were full of smiles, and he looked at Lu Changsheng and said.

Ha? What is it called if it is not called the Holy Lord?

"Senior, in the middle of the night, what is the so-called? Junior....... Probably going to take a break. ”

Lu Changsheng said with a slight embarrassment on his face, and did not answer the question of the Linglong Holy Lord.

"Come and see the immortal master and nephew who are not satisfied, but your master told me, let me take good care of you, after all, he is only one of your apprentices, if I slack off a little, with your master's temper, he will definitely trouble me before ascending."

The Exquisite Holy Lord quipped.

"The senior said it was funny."

Lu Changsheng sneered.

However, the Linglong Holy Lord slowly walked in front of Lu Changsheng, and then his eyes were smiling, some playful, and some different.

"Changsheng, although I am 6,000 years older than you, but for more than 5,900 years, I have been in retreat and cultivation, if you really want to count, in fact, I am only thirty years old.

Linglong Holy Lord said this, and at the same time he was very close, and an indescribable fragrance penetrated into his nose, which smelled very good and made people itch in their hearts.

And Lu Changsheng had some scalp numbness.

Holy Lord, I can't hold it back!

No kidding!

However, the next moment, the Linglong Holy Lord smiled slightly, flicked Lu Changsheng's eyebrows, and then said, "Okay, let's talk to you about some serious things." ”

Call!

The voice sounded, and Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, the Linglong Holy Lord lay directly on the bed, supported his head with his left hand, patted the bed and said, "Come, sit and talk." ”

Lu Changsheng was stunned.

You're talking about this thing?

Will you humiliate me again?

All right!

Holy Lord, you forced me.

Although I, Lu Changsheng, am a righteous man and a gentleman, I can't stand this breath.

It's just that the next moment, the voice of the Linglong Holy Lord slowly sounded, making Lu Changsheng stunned.

"Do you know who wanted to attack and kill you in the Yin and Yang Holy Land that day?"

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