But then again.

Her own host has obviously turned on the formatting mode, so why can she still have her own mood swings? This is obviously different from what it predicts!

Could it be that the formatting mode can only exert its effect when the sauce is brewing?

If that's the case......

Two hundred and five "......" in deep thought

Suddenly, it suddenly hit a spirit, and its own host will still collapse and blacken at any time!

Hey, this is a cultivation plane, and its current level is still low, so naturally it can't open a plug-in for its own host, but what if she can't hold it up, she will mess around?!

Come to think of it, two hundred and five is a bit scary.

No, it had to dig through the information to see what was going on.

And Zimo herself is actually very strange, she doesn't feel any difference between herself and before, but she feels a little weird in some actions.

For example, why did she take the initiative to kiss her?

It seems that I shouldn't be like this, but there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Thinking about it, Zimo had already come to the place where Zhu Qingzong received his clothes, Zhu Qingzong was very large, and there were disciples practicing swordsmanship in the hall and some outer disciples were busy.

And they are all white clothes and black hair.

"What are you doing?"

A voice that was obviously impatient, and those outer disciples all had a look of disdain on their faces when they saw that it was Zimo coming.

Qianzimo's reputation has long been stinky, and naturally, their eyes won't be much better when they look at her.

Zimo didn't pay attention to it.

"Senior brother, excuse me, I'll come and get the clothes of the sect."

Although that person was the same as everyone else, he didn't treat Zimo very well, but he still knew that she used poison extremely badly, even if she was much worse than them in terms of cultivation.

Easily, they wouldn't take the initiative to provoke her.

Moreover, she also has a junior brother who always follows her.

Although this young man is always silent, his strength is far above them.

Seeing that Zimo had a good attitude, the man brought her two sets of sect clothes, and Zimo nodded: "Thank you, senior brother, can you please help me get two more sets of clothes for my junior brother." ”

The man was a little impatient, but he still took it for Zimo.

Zimo stretched out his hand again and took it: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Just turned around.

One after another, several outer disciples surrounded Zimo with a provocative face, one of them was a tall person, Zimo knew this person from the original plot.

His name is Zhang Xianwen, and he is Li Xiyan's number one fan, and there are people who say bad things about Li Xiyan in everything, and he is inseparable from others.

Oh, it's really not a long lesson, Zimo snorted coldly.

As for the person in front of him, if he hadn't known that he was defending Li Xiyan, Qian Zimo would have already known how many times he had poisoned him.

"Black-shirted old demon, what are you doing here!"

However, even if it is as calm as a subfoam.

When she really heard herself called herself like this from other people's mouths, she still couldn't help but feel the urge to pinch the other party's neck!

And she did.

Zimo directly flashed in the human form, and a fierce blow with a leg raised crushed Zhang Xianwen's strength, which was more than 1.8 meters high, to the point that he only knelt on one knee.

Then a grappler grabbed his neck, and in an instant, the other disciples present took a small step back.

After all, all they know is that Qianzimo is good at using poison.

Where have you ever seen her have such good skills, and she actually grabbed Zhang Xianwen, who was obviously above him, with one move? !