Bai Wuchang looked at the half-demon who was entangled in a big flower, and a peerless and bewitching smile slowly bloomed on his face.

This smile suddenly overshadowed the thunder tribulation behind him, and it became the existence of the background board.

The half-demon was so angry that he smoked, but except for his eyes, he was tightly wrapped, and there was no way to scold at all.

Bai Wuchang admired the embarrassment of the half-demon for a moment, and then turned his head and looked at the white-eyed Heavenly Master with a smile.

The little old man was hunched over his back with his fist at this moment, "ouch ouch" and complained: "The current young man really has no sense of morality, how can he toss the old man's old bones so much to save the field?" ”

The smile on the corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth froze, but thinking that he was indeed only in his twenties now, he was silent and continued to laugh.

Seeing that the side knock on the side didn't work, the Baimei Heavenly Master simply rubbed his waist, rubbed it over, and said with a smile: "Little Lao'er has seen Lord Bai Wuchang, why is the adult here?" Still had a conflict with a shemale ......, ahhh ”

Bai Wuchang smiled charmingly, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched.

"It's not that the dead loach's heart is not right, when he sees that there is a heavenly master, he wants to take the opportunity to exploit the loophole, the heavenly master came at the right time, otherwise Bai will suffer a big loss today."

The white-eyed Heavenly Master smiled, followed Bai Wuchang to say a few words, and saw that he couldn't ask anything more, so he didn't bother to inquire anymore.

Over there, three thunder tribulations descended one after another, one more amazing than the other, but these two seemed to be nothing.

The face is light and breezy.

Bai Wuchang has a lot of confidence in his own boss, and he doesn't believe that she will not be able to withstand this mortal thunderstorm.

The white-eyed celestial master came to see the show, and it didn't matter whether it was successful or not.

One is self-confident, the other is indispensable, and naturally there will be no nervousness.

And Yan Hua, who has lived for almost 300 years, was struck by lightning for the first time in his life, and he was in a complicated mood for a while, and there were words of suffering.

The feeling of scorching on the outside and tender on the inside, and every nerve screaming tingling and tingling, is not enough for outsiders.

After the great pain of marijuana, there is a blank, and the five senses seem to be deprived of the blank.

No, this kind of blankness is more like a blank space from which the soul has been stripped away, and there is no sense of solidity at all.

In this void that seemed to be still and insensitive, the Dao Dao electric light was still wrapped around Yan Hua and sizzling.

Yan Hua: ......

At this time, she looked like a fried chicken that had been blown up, with a small blue arc beating all over her body, and a layer of scorched hard shell on her body, trembling and jumping when the arc sounded, and she couldn't fall off the fan.

Yan Hua's eyes were full of confusion, as if he had been stunned by the three tribulation thunderbolts, and as if he had entered some kind of mysterious state.

After sitting in silence like this, I don't know how long, her eyes gradually lit up.

When the sky cleared and a rainbow appeared on the nascent sunrise, Yan Hua's whole body also shone with Dao brilliance, like the light of the colorful Mary Sue.

In the light, the pitch-black leather shell was shaken off like barbecue paper, and the pajamas she was wearing also fell off with black ashes.

What was re-exposed under such a scorched smell was the delicate and translucent skin like a peeled lychee.

Yan Hua, who opened his eyes again, had a faint blue electric light in his eyes flashing, and those eyes were so deep that they seemed to fill the entire universe, and they were so vast and wise that they didn't look like the eyes of a young man.

Such a pair of eyes, just a calm glance at anyone, will make the other party have the illusion of being seen through.

The little secretary of 9001 blinked his starry eyes, looking at Yan Hua obsessively, and was shocked for a while, and the programs that he hated to run turned into the shape of love.

"The host is too powerful, it was reborn when he was a little successful in his early cultivation, it was too powerful and powerful, and it deserves to be the host bound to this baby."

9001's mechanical loli sound is extremely cheerful, even if there are no ups and downs, it can clearly express its happiness.

Yan Hua blinked, blinked away the fragmented brilliance in his eyes, those eyes returned to normal, becoming clear and pure, as if the eyes of the unfathomable thousand-year-old fox just now were not hers.

Glancing at 9001, Yan Hua got up, his steps were vain, and he staggered into the bathroom.

After taking a refreshing combat bath and changing into a capable and comfortable yoga clothes, Yan Hua opened the door and walked out.

Qin Shuya, who had been waiting anxiously at the door, hurriedly looked at Yan Hua when she heard the door, looked up and down several times, and made sure that she was only a little pale, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and the anxiety in her eyes dissipated.

Yan Hua smiled and nodded at her, glanced at the gray mist floating above her head and in the hall, and then turned to Qin Shuya, seeing that she hid her right hand behind her.

Yan Hua stepped forward and pulled out her dodging arm, several inch-long scratches still bleeding.

Yan Hua frowned slightly, pursed his lips and didn't say anything, pulling Qin Shuya to bandage the wound.

Qin Shuya obediently let Yan Hua tear her sleeve and deal with the bloody wound for her.

Even if her eyes were red from pain, she refused to shed a tear and shouted a word of pain.

Maybe there is a problem with her emotional lack of emotion, but it is more about restraint.

She didn't want her friends to worry, even if she had been discovered, she still stubbornly pretended that she didn't care and that she didn't hurt at all.

Yan Hua pursed her lips and sighed secretly: "This stupid boy." ”

The movement of bandaging Qin Shuya in her hand was not gentle at all, with the vigor and resoluteness of her usual soldiers.

Qin Shuya secretly glanced at Yan Hua a little aggrieved, and when she saw her with a straight face, her small eyes flashed, and she secretly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at it again.

That little action made Yan Hua feel a little soft-hearted, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but be light.

She was angry, angry at Qin Shuya's stubbornness, but it was precisely because she was so stubborn for her safety, and she didn't want to ask for credit in front of her, but it made her feel distressed.

After the God of War who was very protective quickly dealt with Qin Shuya's injuries, he chopped up the few unusual ghasts that had been reunited.

The clumps of gray soul mist, as fine as dumpling fillings, want to gather this time, I'm afraid that it may not be able to be completely pieced together until dark.

As soon as the thunderstorm passed, Bai Wuchang withdrew the security order, and only then did he dare to come to the door to collect the soul.

Looking at the soul mist that was so broken that it could make dumplings, it was as quiet as a cicada, and Ma slipped away the ghast remnant mist that leaked in from his area, and quickly registered and ran away as if he were running for his life.

Yan Hua looked at the departing yin and cha speechlessly, and suddenly noticed that someone was peeping, her eyes were sharp, and she turned her head to look, but her expression paused after seeing the person coming.

Bai Wuchang was frozen in place by that glance, he was sure that his eyes were like the boss, which made him surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but think of the sour past that he had been called by the boss.

"Boss ......"

Bai Wuchang subconsciously muttered softly.