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The fire elf had to touch the fragrant flower, and he had to unintentionally touch someone.

When he met a Taoist priest, he was dressed in a cyan robe, wearing a Taoist temple and a Taoist bun, holding floating dust in his hand, carrying a sword, and pedaling a pair of dark blue thick cloth shoes.

His mouth kept muttering, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

His eyes lit up with a blazing glance at the fire elf, and his eyes lit up suddenly.

The only thing that Yang Qiuyu noticed was that he wore a nine-beam road crown on his head, and a piece of flawless jade was installed in it, his face was like a silver basin, his eyes were weak and starry, his nose bridge was cleared, his mouth was wide in the sea, and he had three willow beards under the sea. Dressed in a sauce cyan robe, embroidered with yin and yang fish, dry Kan Gen Zhen, Xunli Kundui.

Yang Qiuyu was deeply impressed by these words, isn't this a gossip word on the earth?

"I don't know the name of Changzun?"

Yang Qiuyu was a little clumsy and didn't know how to ask the other party's name, so he could only say that he was a big name.

"The ancient Taoist style is passed on, the yin and yang gods and ghosts are inherited by one person, a bowl of wine has been in the belly, the race has been passed by the living immortals, and the old Taoist is clear and easy."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he brushed the floating dust with his hand, and his eyes were shining and he stared at the fire elf.

"Girl, the old Taoist sees that your Yin Tang is black, it is better to take off your dust clothes, and I will exorcise evil spirits for you."

Although he claims to be an old man, he is actually not old, he looks about twenty years old, but his robe and bun show that he has a kind of fairy wind and bones.

“… Uh, you can pull it down, let's go. When Yang Qiuyu heard Lao Dao say this, he immediately avoided it, he didn't believe it.

However, this is not the main reason, but the voice of the old Tao is very obscene, and his hand has already made a movement to undress, so Yang Qiuyu pulled away from the fire elf and said.

"Hey, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, don't go, girl, I haven't exorcised evil for you yet."

The old Dao Qingyi Feng chased after him, and he had to take off the spirit costume of the fire elf to exorcise you and her.

", fake Taoist, go die." Yang Qiuyu ran while pulling the fire elf, turning around from time to time and complaining.

The old man stopped chasing, and stood solemnly, on both sides of a pair of sword eyebrow trees, his eyes were closed, and he had a square mouth with a big mouth, "Little friend, there will be a period in the future, and there is a chance to help the girl next to you exorcise evil spirits together." ”

"Damn..."

Yang Qiuyu wants to vomit blood, and he can still exorcise the fire elves with him? Death does not agree.

Yang Qiuyu fled from this land of right and wrong with the fire elf Saya's legs.

After wandering for a day, I looked up, and three big characters were on the pavilion - "West Widow Building"

"Uh-uh, what's that word in the middle?"

Yang Qiuyu looked at it with a confused expression, he didn't even know the word, he was not afraid that the hooligan could speak, he was afraid that the hooligan could read.

"Uncle, come in, come and accompany others." At this time, there were several beautiful girls next to the West Widow Tower.

"Yes, yes, uncle~... Do you like it? The woman in the red satin twisted her hips and groaned.

Yang Qiuyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, blushed and said unkindly, "I like it." ”

"Come in, little brother~" A pink girl walked out of it and said shyly, her eyes hooked Yang Qiuyu's soul directly, and gently rubbed it in her mouth with her pink little hand, which was extremely tempting.

"Ouch, you're so kawaii-looking, is it free?"

Yang Qiuyu had a sunny smile and spoke quite bluntly, and he generally wouldn't accept anything he wanted to give money.

"Little brother, you can still make money if you are satisfied with others." The pink little girl licked her fingers, and the tender juice flowed on her fingers, making her fingers thrive as if they had entered a secret realm.

"Bang Dong?" Hearing this, he immediately stunned Yang Qiuyu.

"Well, of course, do you think I'm satisfied?" The pink little girl shyly pinched her legs and said coquettishly, but he didn't understand what Yang Qiuyu meant by Bangdong.

At this moment, Yang Qiuyu suddenly felt that life was so beautiful, he raised his head and said with a debauched smile: "It's good to be alive." ”

"Woo woo, woo woo" The fire elf tugged at his sleeve, and his two big eyes complained about why he didn't leave.

Looking at the calf that revealed the white meat, Yang Qiuyu's urge to eat it, he felt ridiculous: "What's the matter, why did my desire disappear?" Why didn't the little guy get up. ”

However, he did not refuse the invitation of several beautiful women, because he could restrain himself, he was just talking and playing.

"Little brother wants to be with me or with my sister?" The pink little girl patted her chest with her hand.

"Of course it's you." Yang Qiuyu smiled evilly, after all, she was the best-looking among several girls.

West Widow Building, after entering the cigarette and alcohol to eliminate sorrow and beauty like a companion, it seems to be like this, but in fact it is not, but...

"Nima! It turned out to be a place of jousting. ”

Yang Qiuyu was drunk, it was very noisy inside, but he couldn't hear anything outside, it seemed that sound insulation or something was installed.

I don't know how many cheers there were in the scene, Yang Qiuyu's eyes glared out, the West Widow Tower was so big.

"Little brother, are you sure you want to compete with me?" The pink little girl said with a smile.

Yang Qiuyu's heart was suddenly hit by 10,000 points, he didn't expect it to be like this, this is not scientific, a few beautiful women are soliciting outside the door, aren't they all fireworks and wine to make men ghosts and romances?

The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the Yang Qiuyu Fire Spirit and the pink little girl in the audience.

"I'm not mistaken, someone dared to challenge Lin Xianyu." There was a man shivering and drinking tea.

The pink girl was dressed in a dusty suit, and she looked like she was only about fifteen or sixteen, and she spoke delicately, but her smile made everyone who looked at it tremble.

"There's a good show to watch."

"That kid is looking for death."

A group of people laughed, mourned for Yang Qiuyu, and drank tea.

"Go, find out who that boy is." The men's ward on the second floor of the observation deck is humane.

"Yes, young master." After a few attendants were on standby, they went to the interior of the West Widow Tower.

In the past six months, no son of Tianjiao dared to challenge Lin Xianyu, so he wanted to know what the origin of that young man was.

The fire elf was pulled off the stage by several beautiful girls, and it could be seen that she was unwilling, but Yang Qiuyu waved her hand, and she flew outside the singing and watched quietly.

"Before the competition starts, they all reveal their cultivation."

A blackbearded uncle greeted him with a flat hand, he was the head of the West Widow Building.

Yang Qiuyu looked at Uncle Blackbeard with a silly white face, and scratched the back of his head with his hand, "Hehe, what's the show?" ”

The head of the West Widow House was embarrassed when he heard these words, but he still coughed dryly.

… The scene suddenly became noisy, some whistling, others laughing.

"Hahaha, is that kid here to be funny? Monkey invited to tease. ”

"I'll wipe it, laugh at me, he won't really be an uncle, hahaha, he must treat this place as a spring building."

"But it's not, last time I thought that this place could be hugged left and right like Chunmanlou, but I wanted to be beaten like a dog." One of them said that he had also suffered losses.

"Hahaha... Looking at his embarrassment, this kid must still be at a loss for a moment of Spring Festival. ”

"Xianyu, you show him." The face of the head of the West Widow Building was stiff and a little disappointed, he looked at the young man as a talent, because he should be a genius.

The pink and delicate Lin Xianyu put her feet flat, her eyes were slightly closed, her hands were dusty, her eyebrows suddenly glowed, and her abdomen could also be seen to be ruddy, and a whirlwind of thoughts appeared from around the soles of her feet, layer by layer, and the seven circles and five levels of chanting skills emerged, shining in all directions, and gradually appeared beside her.

The scene exclaimed again.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, but I have reached the fifth level of the Liberation Realm!"

"Is this cultivation speed still human?" Someone sighed.

"Wicked."

There are many people who want to take Lin Xianyu back, but she has already inherited the sect.