Yuan Wuzheng smiled bitterly:

"If I come out, won't I really become a guardian dog in the mouth of the immortals?"

"Huh"

Su Li shook his head.

"It's not necessary to sit down. In the next piece of sincerity, you can learn from the world, don't you say, general? ”

"This"

Suddenly mentioning the experience in the dream, Yuan Wuzheng didn't know how to answer for a while.

However, before he could react, Su Li had already lifted his qi and lightened his body, turning into light and flying into the cave where the Dao Chief's body was hiding.

"What kind of place is the Five Colored Cloud City? What is this place? Why should you grieve yourself and stay in a dark, damp corner with no light? ”

The immortal's face was not very good.

It looks like he's angry.

"Cultivators don't need to be accidental."

Yuan Wuzhong retorted on his lips, but he inexplicably retreated at his feet.

When Su Li saw it, he followed closely.

"Really?"

The immortal grabbed the Dao Chief's wrist and said:

"You think you have a point? Then what are you hiding! ”

The familiar touch pressed against his skin, and for a moment he remembered something that had happened in his dream.

"I just don't know how to deal with immortals."

Sorry?

With Su Li's character, as arrogant as him, will he accept the regret of a man who presses himself under him to vent **?

Love?

A cultivator should break off his feelings and be firm as he was without dispute, will he give up his determination to seek immortality for the sake of everything that happened in the dream?

In the Dao Chief's opinion, the true thoughts of the immortals at this moment should not be much different from what the famous singer in the dream said when he was acting in the face of King Jing.

He hated.

He didn't like to be bullied like a woman, broken and crumpled and turned into a plaything.

"If you don't know, you don't have to face it?"

Su Li pressed forward step by step, almost pressing Yuan Wuzheng on the stone wall in the cave.

"Dao Chief, there is no such good thing in the world."

"Then what can I do to get your forgiveness?"

The love calamity between the two has not yet been solved, and Yuan Wuzheng does not want to fall into a situation where he and Su Li will not get along.

Finally waiting for what he wanted, a familiar cunning flowed between the immortal's eyebrows:

"Why don't you solve those little girls who come to the door for me first."

Su Li's wishful thinking played very well.

Girls in small mountain villages are rare even in the middle and upper ranks.

Let Yuan Wuzheng experience the horror of being entangled by the opposite sex he doesn't like, and then he will subconsciously avoid contact with it, and mistakenly generalize, thinking that the women in the world are such boring people who don't know how to advance and retreat and have no measure.

Ultimately.

Suddenly looking back, the immortal was stunning in the world and had elegant aspirations, but he was in the dim light

Hey, hey, hey!

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes.

Although he looks handsome, his temperament is too much like that of the seventy-year-old teacher in the village school, and he can't make the girl fall in love at first sight, but is so serious that it often scares people away.

Su Li watched, and the little girls all took a detour when they saw the Taoist

Hey, hey, isn't it delicious to be such an abstinent type?

Although the goal was achieved, the immortal was still not very happy.

Because he originally wanted Yuan Wuzheng to help him solve the flower butterfly.

But who would have thought?

This person has become a special channel for flowers and butterflies to give gifts!

After a long time, I slowly found that the little girls who did not eat people like the Taoist and the old teacher began to vigorously pursue again.

"You're so popular."

Yuan Wuzheng held it in his hand

A bouquet of flowers.