Li Jinjin scooped her into bed: "Then you want to see your father in the future, what should you do?" ”

"Of course you are my mother." Shui Cheng found a comfortable position on her and nested in: "Father is also my father." ”

"Okay." Li Jinjin hugged her small body, soft and sweet, and she was willing to pay any price for this moment in the world.

The moon rose, the broken stars were dotted, and she was holding Shui Cheng to look at the stars in the sky, when she heard Qingluan's footsteps.

"Uncle!" Shui Cheng broke free from her arms and threw herself into Qingluan's arms.

"Slow down, I'm so flustered when I just leave." Although Qingluan complained in her mouth, she stretched out her hand and hugged her.

pinched her face twice: "You go play first, I'll talk to your mother for a few words." ”

Shui Cheng pouted, as if he hadn't heard, and just buried his head in his shoulder.

Qingluan shook his head and sighed, he opened his palm: "What do you think this is?" ”

"Bunny!"

In the palm of his hand lay a straw green rabbit, vivid, with long ears that kept shaking.

Shui Cheng was content to hold the rabbit and was led aside by Qinglu to play.

"We're talking in the room." Qingluan walked in with his hands behind his back.

The two sat down, and Li Jinjin took the lead in speaking: "How can you reshape your body?" ”

"Where's the psychic flower?"

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her left arm, on which a psychic flower came to life, tentacles crawling all over her arm.

"Yes, this is it." Qingluan took out a brown porcelain jar filled with dirt, her fingers gently stroked her arm, and the psychic flower floated in mid-air and slowly plunged into the dirt.

"Sycamore Heart."

Li Jinjin took out the heart of the sycamore tree from the inner world and placed it on the table.

"The psychic flower is a poisonous thing in the world, and it is extremely damaging to immortal cultivators, your realm is still stable, right?"

Qingluan was talking to her, but her subordinates were busy.

He took out a small golden pot the size of a palm, the pattern on it was exactly the same as the one on his clothes, shaking the psychic flower, and the thin pale yellow pollen spread a shallow layer on the bottom of the pot.

While he was busy, Li Jinjin took the opportunity to check her realm, and there was no change, and she was still drifting at the end of the Yuan Infant and the beginning of the Transformation of the Gods.

"If you want to deal with the psychic flower, you must have a tool, this pot in my hand."

As he operated, he explained: "This pot is not an ordinary thing, it is a transformation of a piece of heptyl gold that fell when the heavens and the earth first opened. ”

He took out another flask and poured the liquid on the flower, and the silky petals suddenly shrank and made a sneering sound.

The petals turn red to black, become dry, and fall from the stem.

Qingluan took countless steps, and finally the psychic flower turned into a pile of powder.

"Okay, now that's all we can handle." He rubbed the corners of his forehead: "You need to find Huo Li and get the Nameless Fire." ”

"Tuyao City isn't far from here, isn't it?" Li Jinjin had already forgotten about the fact that she was looking for a disciple.

"Not far."

"I want to go back to Cliff Mountain." It's really inconvenient to take Shui Cheng, it's better to send her back first, and then go to help Huo Li find an apprentice.

"It's better to put her with me first."

"How's that going to work?"

"It takes a month to get back to Cliff Mountain from here, and it only takes ten days to get from here to Tuyao City, what do you think?"

Qingluan's emerald green eyes seem to have a hypnotic effect, and it is very reassuring to look at.