Chapter 208: Hanging and Hanging
"Tsk, according to the deity, look at ......"
The iconic peach blossom eyes of the red-clothed phantom narrowed slightly, and after raising his head and laughing wildly, the red shadow flashed to the bamboo table, and a pair of big hands like snow and jade picked up the teapot and teacup as if no one was around......
For a moment, the whole courtyard was silent, leaving in vain the 'chirping' of birds and mountain streams, and the 'rustling' of the wind through the bamboo forest.
Half a sound, until a cup of tea bottomed out, he said slowly and leisurely in the usual tone of anger and death,
“…… I'm afraid there's no need to go ahead with this gamble, right?? ”
"Not necessarily, right? There are no absolutes in everything, in case a miracle occurs, dust, you say yes, hehe......"
Lan Jin had a pair of blazing Danfeng eyes, first looked at Wuchen, then glanced at the phantom, hooked his lips and smiled, and shook his index finger, looking like a monkey is not afraid of many people, and it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.
"What if?? Marvel?? Hmph, just with that little girl's qualifications of the sixth-series pseudo-spirit root? Gee...... Hanging, and it's hanging and hanging!! ”
The tone of the Phantom in Red was called a long, mocking taste.
"It's up to people, you see that little girl is young, and she is already at the fifth order of the god transformation stage......"
Lan Jin raised his eyebrows and retorted with a smile.
(The realm of cultivating immortals is divided into Qi refining, foundation building, knotting, Yuanying, transforming gods, and Mahayana.) )
The red-clothed phantom threw the warm and delicate empty teacup in his hand on the bamboo table at will, shook his shoulders, and snorted coldly with disdain,
"Hmph, what about the fifth order of the Transformation Stage, it's just that she has the supreme artifact, although it ...... I don't know where she got it from. ”
"Don't forget, the way to cultivation, the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is, five hundred years, she only has five hundred years, take 10,000 steps back and say, even if she is lucky enough to cultivate to the peak of the Mahayana period, even if she is lucky enough to comprehend the way of ascension, tsk, she is a delicate and tender female doll, alas, the sixfold thunder tribulation...... I'm afraid it's just boiling it!! ”
The red-clothed phantom sighed again and again, with a look of regret on his face, but the corner of his peach blossom eyes was always concerned about Wuchen, who had been silent.
It's a pity that he was disappointed again.
I saw Wuchen sitting on a bamboo stool, drinking tea calmly, still looking unhappy or sad, and forgetting things.
Seeing this scene, the red-clothed phantom crunched with a bite of silver teeth.
What he is most unaccustomed to is the fact that he is dustless, as if he ...... It was as if no one, anything, could influence his decisions, affect his emotions, and shake his principles.
How many times, how many times he failed, he himself can't remember.
As the overlord of the Demon Realm who worships the demons in the sky, on the surface, he cannot be majestic, but in private, he feels that his life is long and boring, boring and boring.
Alas, hundreds of thousands of years ago, he could still pick a thing, fight, fight, kill someone, set a fire, and adjust his dull spare time.
Gradually, he lost interest in everything, and his only goal and only fun was to do it with Wuchen.
There's no way, he can't help himself, he has to find something to do, right??
Hundreds of thousands of years have passed in a hurry, he has tried all kinds of methods, and tried his best to toss, but he has not succeeded once, not once!!
Fortunately, he never thought of giving up, on the contrary, he was defeated again and again, defeated again and again, and became more and more courageous, happy and happy......
He believes, and firmly believes, that there is no one who can't be defeated in his phantom, and he can't do it!!
Hmph, even if it is a million-year-old iron tree, he wants it to bloom and bear fruit.
It's just that whether the fruit is bitter or sweet must be decided by him.
"Tsk, I said Lord Mozun, don't underestimate women......"
There are many places where there are women, especially beautiful women.
Lan Jin smiled meaningfully.