"Grandpa Turtle, I'...... I still understand something. ”

After Ye Ranbai took the old turtle out of the tower, the old turtle finally replied weakly.

It had every reason to infer that if it didn't help, the female demon would really make it stumble against the ground.

Bringing the old turtle out, Ye Ranbai was not happy, especially after she heard the strange name "Hidden Demon".

The pits she has stepped on can no longer be described as "many", this is completely a step by step, the difference ...... It's just that some of the pits were on guard before jumping in, and there was no mud splashed.

As for the rest...... Crawl out must be bald.

Cranky thinking did not delay Ye Dyebai's progress.

In the distance, Ye Ranbai saw the big feathers shining with golden light in the kelp bushes, like a beacon guiding the way.

This is much more reliable than the Snowshatter Sword.

The thought flashed in his heart, and as soon as Ye Ranbai lowered his head, he saw Fang Tian staring at the pit on the ground in a daze.

"How did you come back so quickly?"

"You didn't find it, did you?"

The moment Fang Tian sensed Ye Dye's whiteness, he restored the fairy wind Dao bones, and at first glance there was still some immortal demeanor.

It's just that without waiting for Ye Ranbai to answer, Fang Tian found that Ye Ranbai had a little turtle in his hand.

Ye Ranbai threw it to the ground.

The tortoise has its back facing down and its belly facing up, but it has not been able to emerge its head for a long time.

However, as the holy turtle of the Daomen, regardless of the size, Fang Tian is very familiar with the holy turtle.

kowtowed directly to the old turtle like a dead shell, and performed a junior salute.

"Grandpa Sacred Turtle! Xiaotian is here to worship! ”

Leaf dyed white: ......

I'm sorry, but I can't accept this kind of scene.

An old Taoist priest with white beard and white hair called grandpa to a palm-sized shell-turning turtle.

The old turtle pretended to be dead in the shell, and did not even make a fart sound.

Ye Ranbai looked at Fang Tian cautiously looking at the old turtle, as if he was hesitating to turn the turtle shell over, and couldn't help but kick the old turtle.

"Come out and work!"

The old turtle continues to pretend to be dead, this is its doorman, and he must not lose face!

Ye Ranbai said: "I remember, you still have some belly ......."

"Oops, who's arguing for Grandpa Turtle to sleep?"

The old voice carried the sleepiness of just waking up, as if it had just woken up from sleep.

Ye Ranbai secretly wanted to interrupt, but fortunately, he played a role in his kind heart and gave the old turtle a little face.

"Grandpa Sacred Turtle, I'm sorry, Xiaotian has made a noise to you."

One day sent the old turtle as an ancestor to offer.

Ye Ranbai listened to it funny, but because of his identity, he had to hold back, which was very uncomfortable.

Bad old man, how old is it, and he is still "Xiaotian", this seat can still call himself Xiaoye!

Having said that, it is worthy of being a lineage, so it is difficult to deny that it is not a family because of your same camouflage skills.

"Ah, it's my God, why are you here?"

The old turtle pretended to be stupid and stretched out his arms and legs slowly.

Fang Tian was neither surprised nor displeased, nor did he incarnate a kind old Taoist priest, his face was full of smiles, like holding the old man's son, and said: "This matter is a long story......

"Oh?"

The old turtle mung bean rolled his eyes and found that this topic was not good, and it was easy to get into trouble.

Shifted: "Next time, I'll talk about it, I'm invited this time, old turtle......"

The old turtle said, still staring at Ye Ranbai's expression, ready to change his words at any time.

But seeing Ye Ranbai's pair of ice-white eyes, the old turtle withdrew his gaze, almost forgetting that this person was emotionally imprisoned, and now he couldn't see anything at all.