Chapter 255: On the Road to Perdition, I Will Walk with You (36)

Because Su Li doesn't look reliable at all.

But the master's shelf was there, and he chose not to be a scoundrel like an immortal, and in the end, he could only nod his head and agree.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

"Happy cooperation, tea and tea."

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months later.

Su Li, who had been pouring tea in a different way, finally got tired of the peaceful life without a trace of waves, and led Yuan Wuzheng to Fanchen half-forced and half-urging.

Now they are already familiar, especially after the two have exchanged their understanding of the Immortal Dao, the attitude of the Taoist to someone can be said to have taken a 180-degree turn-

A monk with such a strong immortal fate will definitely be able to unlock the love calamity on me!

[Official complaint: Stupid Dao Chief, he donkeys you]

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The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are intoxicating.

The apricot blossoms that are not wet, the willows that are not cold when they blow their faces, reveal a refreshing slight coolness in the lingering compassion.

Every time he goes deep into the world, he must self-proclaim the characteristics of the glazed jade body, prevent the excessively dirty aura of the mortal world from eroding his own Su Li, and skillfully use the art of transformation to hide the excessively gorgeous and extravagant clothes.

Now, judging from his appearance, he is no longer the ethereal immortal.

Although his appearance is still very handsome, but the extra trace of fireworks for no reason actually made Su Li have a bit of the taste of the turbid Shijia son, and just a light smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, which made the passing girls holding oil-paper umbrellas in their hands collide.

"Am I right? If you don't listen to me, I don't know how many little girls you will meet along the way, pretending to fall and throwing themselves into your arms. โ€

Su Li let the original Wuzheng also lose his cultivation.

If the Taoist chief is allowed to carry a face that he can't forget when he sees it, and his super-exquisite human temperament wanders around, I am afraid that the meaning of their journey to experience life will be lost.

"Isn't it strange that I look like this?

There was no dispute about the dust, and his bony hand was like Su Li, and he took a folding fan.

"It's good-looking, it's good-looking."

He had never worn clothes other than Taoist robes, and for the first time he tried to dress as a human scholar, he couldn't help but feel a little more restrained in his words and deeds.

Su Li was happy to appreciate the slight embarrassment after he lost his superior demeanor.

This feeling is very good, so good that the heart of anxiety and gain and loss also sinks.

The guy who was out of reach on the clouds, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch, finally really existed next to him.

"You see, the girls are not the only ones who are looking at the immortals. The Taoist is peerless, even the little daughter-in-law who combs the woman's bun can't help but blush for you! โ€

Su Li opened the folding fan, turned his head sideways and approached Yuan Wuzheng's ear, and whispered to him.

The distance was so close that each other's breaths were entangled in the wind.

Dao Chief's body stiffened for a moment.

"Immortals, don't talk nonsense."

How could a woman who had been married have any thoughts about him.

"What are you lying to! Everyone has a love for beauty. If the color is good to a certain extent, both men and women will want to pursue the Yeran God who makes their hearts flutter. The immortals used to think that I was the only one in this world who could reach such a state, but now it seems-"

Su Li deliberately dragged his feet.

"Dao Chief's talent is also good!"

Yuan Wuzheng shook his head and stretched out his hand to push away the person who had come over.

He didn't want to talk about these meat words with Su Li.

But.