"Great god, can you not stay home at night in the future." Leng Yewu lowered her head and said cautiously: "I only know you in this world, if you leave and don't want me, I will be alone." ”

"......" Yan looked at Leng Yewu silently, and then handed the handkerchief to Leng Yewu and said, "Look at your performance." ”

After speaking, he walked forward without looking back, and after feeling that Cold Night Dance didn't keep up, he turned his head to look at Cold Night Dance dissatisfiedly and said, "Why don't you keep up." ”

"Ahh Good. Hearing this, Leng Yewu smiled stupidly and quickly followed.

"What the hell are you changing?" Disgusted voice.

"Man!" Cold Night Dance replied stupidly.

“… See for yourself that you're a man? When passing by a fishpond, Mourn angrily dragged Cold Night Dance to the edge of the fish pond and motioned for Cold Night Dance to shine on the fish pond.

Leng Yewu lay on the edge of the fish pond and looked into the water, and the people reflected in the water looked very ordinary, belonging to the kind that was thrown in the crowd without being noticed, and standing on the side of the road would not notice.

"It's a man!" Cold Night Dance tilted her head and looked at Yan suspiciously.

Yan said that he didn't want to speak, and he held his forehead, and said weakly: "Why are you so flattering." ”

Cold Night Dance: "Charm? ”

Weakly held his forehead: "It's not the charm, it's the 'charm', you look at it carefully." ”

Leng Yewu looked into the water again according to the instructions of the martyr, and after careful observation, he found that the whole appearance was deliberately too flattering, and he was dressed in white, and it was too easy to be mistaken for a girl.

"Ahh How so. Covering his face and secretly looking at Yan from the crack, when he saw the disappointment in his eyes, he said in despair: "Great God, are you particularly disappointed in me!" ”

Yan walked over to Cold Night Dance and helped her up, touched her head and smiled, "Sort of! Maybe you don't have a gift in this direction, but if you are willing to work hard, I believe you can do it. ”

"Great God" Leng Yewu looked at the mourning gratefully, wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes and smiled: "I can enter the necklace this time!" ”

Death: "... You..."

Suddenly, his face changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand and threw Cold Night Dance into the necklace, and then used his spiritual power to transform into a small bird to seal his own scent and breath on the little bird, let go and let it fly into the air, and quickly entered the necklace when the little bird disappeared.

A figure appeared on the same ground where Yan had just stood, and after sensing it with his divine sense for a while, he quickly chased it in the direction where the bird was flying.

"Great God, you're in." Cold Night Dance ran over happily with the spar: "Great God, why are these spars you stole different from what I dug up?" ”

A quarter of an hour later...

"Great God, why don't you ignore me?" looked at him suspiciously.

An hour later...

Leng Yewu swallowed his saliva and said weakly: "Great God..."

"I hear you." Yan clapped his hands, took out a fan and kept fanning: "The one you dug has not been cut, and the one that has not been cut belongs to the original stone, not the spade." ”

"Then why are all the ones I dig red?" Cold Night Dance asked by biting her index finger and tilting her head.

knocked on Leng Yewu's head with a fan and said, "I told you that you should read books often and don't listen to you, but now I don't know!" ”

"Those books aren't good." pouted aggrievedly.

"What kind of book is good?" Hatred of iron and steel, he took out a book and flipped it and put it in front of Leng Yewu and said, "You give me a good look." ”

Leng Yewu took the book in his hand, and after reading it, he said awkwardly: "It turns out that the original stones are all red!" ”

Holding a fan, he picked up one in front of the mountain spar and said, "You take a closer look at this kind of spar, and the spar is only the size of a finger." ”

Leng Yewu walked to the side of the martyr and glanced at the spar in the corpse's hand, pouting, "Didn't you ignore me before?" How do I know that the one I'm digging is the rough stone? ”

Yan coughed lightly and said, "When I took you out, I took the contents of the transparent basket away." ”

Hearing this, Cold Night Dance suddenly realized: "No wonder you know, but wouldn't it be too much for you to steal all the hedrons?" ”

"What does it mean to steal from me, stinky girl, that's open-minded" A fan slapped on the head of the cold night dance, and said like a fox: "I am avenging you, that profiteer is too cunning to let you go to mining and only give you one meal, too black and your heart is simply black." Said righteously.

"I think it's you!" The cold night dance is embarrassing.

Why do I see a big fox wagging its tail there, can't the great god be a vixen?

"Girl, how can you say that about me? I'm doing this for the sake of the name, and I'm a big good person. The tail behind the mourning kept wagging and wagged, and said triumphantly.

"That's the case," said with a smile on the dark belly of the cold night dancer: "Then shouldn't we divide these spars equally!" Showing his little tiger teeth, he raised his eyebrows at the dead.

"No, no, no," he pounced on the spar and protected it in the shape of a figure-eight: "These are mine, yours is over there." He pointed to a small pile of hedrons next to him.

"Didn't you say that you were avenging me, great god? In that case, why do I have so little? Leng Yewu looked at the small pile of spars in front of him and looked at the large spars under him, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

The former great god is gone, and the current great god is a vixen who loves money without discipline and rhythm.

Seeing that he buried himself directly with the spar, he rolled his eyes and picked up the pile of spars that could be taken with two hands to cultivate elsewhere.

The mourning in the hedron felt cold night dance after walking away, raised his flickering arm and smiled bitterly.

Once again, the power is out of control!! With the current physical condition, it is far from being solved by a bowl of blood a week, and it seems that we have to find something else to replace it, otherwise even if I suck up the blood on that girl's body, it will be useless.

"The great god is really stingy, why didn't he notice it before!" Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he muttered.

Pick up a spar and hold it in the air, the spar shines in the white light and looks very charming.

Cold Night Dance looked at the spars in his hands obsessively, a little reluctant to absorb them, glanced at the small pile of hedron next to his feet, touched his chin and thought carefully, and suddenly smiled wickedly in the direction of death.

He used his spiritual power to make the spar enclose himself to form an encirclement, and with himself as the center, he transformed the technique to make the spar float in the air and slowly bury it in the ground, and a bright light belonging to the formation shone and disappeared.

After all this was done, he stood up and patted the corner of his clothes with a large amount of blood, and with the beating of the mourning, the blood stains on the corners of his clothes receded until they disappeared, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and walked towards the cold night dance.

Cold Night Dance pinched the technique to make the hedron fly up and spin around him, and as he turned, one after another hedron fell down and fell to the ground.

In the distance, seeing that Cold Night Dance was faintly about to break through the middle stage of fusion, he nodded with satisfaction and walked out after the Cold Night Dance cultivation was over.

Feeling that the cold night dance mood was a little low, he pointed with his finger behind his back and said: "Don't blindly just absorb spiritual power to go to actual combat, some people are stuck in the bottleneck for a year and have never given up for ten years and still have actual combat experience, and some people only care about blind cultivation but have no actual combat experience, and even the most beginner Venerable may not be able to beat it." ”

"Great God..."Leng Yewu looked up at Yan and spread out his palms, and said sonorously, "Please give the villain a spar." ”

"Damn," he knocked on the head of the cold night dance and wondered: "You girl is waiting here to blackmail me!" I'm still telling you a lot of big truths. ”

Leng Yewu smiled and said, "Great God, you have so many spars, so adults have a large number of spars, give me a piece of spars!" ”

The evil ghost smiled and said, "You want to?" ”

Cold Night Dance nodded wildly like a rattle: "Hmm." ”

Yan's smile became even happier, and he touched Leng Yewu's head and threw her out, clapped his hands, and said, "Don't think about coming in recently." ”

"Great God..."Cold Night Dance scratched his heart and rubbed his palms, "Can you give me a quick ride?" ”

Death: "Where to stay where it is cool"

When the "stingy ghost" looked up and saw that it was the forest, he was dumbfounded and almost bit his tongue and said aggrievedly: "Damn, are you so punishing?" Not long after I entered the city, he threw me into the forest. ”

After not hearing the sound of death, he stepped on the dead wood as if he was angry, and kicked the tree into the forest.

After a while, I happened to see a group of chrysanthemum pigs who came out to look for food, and suddenly their eyes lit up, and they quickly chased after them.

Leng Yewu was so tired that he bent over and panted to look at the chrysanthemum Tianzhu who was running farther and farther, holding his breath and quickly rushing towards the chrysanthemum Tianzhu, and when he was about to catch up, he wanted to trap the chrysanthemum Tianzhu with spiritual power.

The 'Chrysanthemum Pig' flexibly dodged and looked at each other, and they all ran around and drilled into the grass, seeing that the 'Chrysanthemum Pig' was hiding in the grass, the cold night danced and was about to jump in, but suddenly it was frozen, hanging in the air and bouncing.

"Ah!! By what circumstances. Pulling his body hard, he spat out bitterness after finding that he was indifferent: "Why is it always me who is injured, forget about the stinginess of the gods, what is the matter if I am condemned here!" ”

Yan said weakly: "You look into the grass yourself." ”

"Below? What's underneath? At the bottom of the doubt, when he saw the red-eyed psychedelic butterflies hiding in the grass, he saw that they were all found and grinned hoarsely at the cold night dance, and the cold night dance looked at the psychedelic butterflies flying towards him with a pale face and shouted: "Ah!! God save me. ”

"This is the punishment for your gluttony and reckless pursuit." The sound of death sounded intermittently.

Cold Night Dance said bitterly: "But I will be eaten by them." ”

Death: "You... There's an enchantment around... You won't... Something..."

Cold Night Dance, who found the abnormality, asked with concern, "What's wrong with you, Great God?" ”

Death: "I... It's okay. ”

Watching groups of psychedelic butterflies flying towards him, Cold Night Dance was so frightened that he didn't dare to play (of course, he couldn't move) and stared nervously at the enchantment of the Dead Saying, afraid that it would be broken because it couldn't withstand the attack of the psychedelic butterflies.