Pei Zhenzhen said eloquently, Wu Dalang, who didn't know the world of cultivation, completely believed his nonsense, with an expression of adoration, and exclaimed, "You can often receive tasks sent by the heavens, it's really amazing!"

Pei Zhenzhen said proudly: "Of course!"

smiled again and said, "Actually, I'm not called Liang Sanbo, but the master gave me a domineering Taoist name, called Pei Zhenzhen." ”

Wu Dalang stretched out his right hand, posed to shake hands with him, and said with a smile, "Hello Zhenzhen Immortal, my real name is not Wu Dalang, my father gave me the name 'Wu Zetian', and the nickname is 'Mei Niang'." ”

Pei Zhenzhen also stretched out his right hand to shake it with her, scratched his head with his left hand and said with a smile, "I'm not an immortal, there are people who have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea in the cultivation world, so I can be called an immortal, I am a small foundation building period monk, you still call me Zhenzhen." ”

The two held their hands like this, and looked at each other for a while, until Wu Meiniang first shyly withdrew her right hand, turned her head to look at the thousand-faced killer who fainted on the ground, and asked, "What should we do with him?"

Pei Zhenzhen was reminded by her, as if he had thought of something extremely important, and hurriedly stepped forward and fell to the ground, constantly rummaging in front of the chest of the Thousand-Faced Killer.

After carefully groping for a while, he finally found the pair of kryptonite dog eyes, and said happily, "This treasure's function of detecting the enemy's combat power is much better than the divine consciousness technique!"

After studying his face and clothes for a long time, he was still unable to see through this disguise technique, so he said to Wu Meiniang in a deep voice, "This guy has a certain martial arts foundation, and he can do such a clever disguise technique, I am afraid it is not appropriate to hand it over to Sister Pomegranate, it seems that it can only be handed over to my friend." ”

In his heart, he thought to himself, "If you let the fat dog know that he actually used fifty husky eyes to refine magic weapons, what will this guy do......"

After the two tied the thousand-faced killer into a zongzi, Pei Zhenzhen began to pack up those unrestrained photo paintings, and explained to Wu Meiniang while cleaning up, "Don't get me wrong, I don't like to look at this kind of thing at all, I just have a friend who likes to collect." ”

In the evening, Pei Zhenzhen asked Nan Bowan to leave the academy, called the handsome man from Erhazhai, and brought the Thousand-Faced Killer back.

finally solved the problem in his heart, but he and Wu Meiniang still have a problem to solve, and now that the identities of the two are public, it is not good for this lonely man and widow to sleep together anymore.

The two stared at the bed that had been moved at that time, and stood there stupidly, and neither of them spoke for a long time.

Just when the atmosphere was embarrassing, Wu Meiniang suddenly knelt down, clutched her chest and shouted, "Really brother, my stomach hurts so much!"

Pei Zhenzhen hurriedly went up to help, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Wu Meiniang held her forehead and frowned, "I don't know what's going on, my stomach suddenly hurts, and I can't even speak!"

She peeked at Pei Zhenzhen's anxious appearance, lowered her head and said shyly, "I can't move now, what can I do?"

Pei Zhenzhen looked left and right for a while, and replied in a trembling voice, "You, you were brain-dead last time, and I used my mouth to transmit spiritual energy to you......"

Wu Meiniang raised her head slowly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes flowed, and she said in a gentle tone, "Then can you pass on some more aura to me?"

As she spoke, she closed her beautiful eyes slightly, waiting for Pei Zhenzhen to come forward and kiss her lightly.

Pei Zhenzhen looked at her with a confused look, although she was dressed as a woman, but even if she didn't add any embellishment, that face could be called stunningly beautiful.

He also gradually closed his eyes, and just as they were about to kiss lightly, Lingyou's appearance flashed in his mind.

Then he was stunned, his whole body trembled unconsciously, and when he looked at Wu Meiniang's delicate face again, an indescribable guilt for him poured into his heart like a tide, making him suffocated.

secretly scolded himself in his heart, "How can you think about your senior sister when you kiss her, how can you be worthy of her in this way!"

Wu Meiniang couldn't wait for that kiss for a long time, and when she opened her eyes, she found that he had gotten up and stood by the wall.

Pei Zhenzhen said in a deep voice with an expressionless face, "Actually, for your disease, it is more effective to drink medicine, I will go and boil medicine for you......"

He added, "Just now my friend gave me a poison test needle, you can eat in the cafeteria with peace of mind in the future, but in order to prevent bad people from coming again, let's live together for the time being, and I will do my best to protect you until graduation." ”

After that, he turned around to get the medicinal herbs and began to fry Wu Meiniang's decoction.

Wu Meiniang was very puzzled by his sudden indifference, but she couldn't ask, so she had to look blankly.

At the same time, in an extremely luxurious house, there were three people standing in it, an old man dressed luxuriously, a family member who looked like a traitor, and a tall and thin man in yellow clothes who was bald with cross-eyed eyes.

Jia Ding introduced to the old man, "This is the second killer of the demon clan, 'Lord Vulture', everywhere he goes, there is not a single grass, not a single hair, and he has never missed a hundred years in the industry!"

The old man looked at the bald appearance of the vulture demon fighting cross-eyed, forced a smile at him, and greeted, "It turns out that he is the second killer of the demon clan, I really look up to him for a long time!"

The vulture demon nodded his bald head, put his hands around his chest and said proudly, "The problem you need to solve, the family has already told me just now, don't worry, as soon as I get out of the horse, I will make her not grow an inch of grass and not pull out a hair!"

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly interjected, "Lord Vulture, I don't want her to be left without grass, you just need to arrest her and hand her over to me to deal with!"

The vulture blinked and replied, "Got it! Are you all ready for the conditions I proposed?"

The old man asked Xiang Jiading, "Haven't you paid the vulture yet?"

The family replied embarrassedly, "I have already given him the money, but there is one more thing, I must get the master's consent......"

After a puff of incense, the vulture pushed open the door and turned into a brown light that shot straight into the sky.

Inside the house, the old man and the family just now became bald, like two eggs under the illumination of candlelight.

The old man touched his bald head and sighed deeply, "I finally understand what it means to have no grass everywhere I go, and not a single hair ......."

Angering the master, the family hesitated and knelt down to explain, "Master Taishi, please forgive me, I originally wanted to invite the number one killer in the demon world, the sand sculpture, but when I arrived at the Demon Killing Pavilion, they told me that the sand sculpture was evading the pursuit of the Immortal Dao Supreme, so I could only invite the second killer." ”

On the sand sculpture's side, he has been caught by Bai Mei, and he is constantly begging for mercy, "Bai Mei is in charge of sparing his life, Bai Mei is in charge of sparing his life! What I do is to collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others." He never carried out his personal feelings when he carried out his mission, and he never aimed at either the Immortal Dao or the Demon Dao. If you don't like it, I'll wash my hands from now on, and I'll never do this blood-licking thing again!"

Bai Mei waved his broken arm, happily hugged the sand sculpture, and asked Luo Qianhe, "Wife, look at this shape, does it look like a hero in that novel?"