Turning his head to look at Su Mochuan with some concern, Yi Huang suddenly felt that he was a little lacking in consideration, after all, if Su Mochuan would be injured because of this, it would be better to let Li Xing forget it like this.

If you think about it, 500 years doesn't seem to be too difficult, but it's just an interval of nirvana.

"Is the phoenix considerate? Relax, it's quite relaxed. Rubbing the head that was stretched out, Su Mochuan dripped blood into the Yuan Shen on the ground, without pausing, and Li Xing recovered in an instant.

Secretly sighing that Su Mochuan's blood is a huge tonic ingredient, the descendant is really convinced, and she has no intention of looking at the hot competition below, she put the empty glass bowl aside.

"If the immortal beast has a soul and no primordial god, can you make a primordial god??"

"Yes, but it depends on who the other person is." No matter how close he was to her, he still didn't feel enough, and after thinking about it, Su Mochuan finally couldn't help but take her into his arms.

The black qi waved to drive away the kneeling people next to the wide chair, and the limping Xing, who had no power to move, was rudely rolled up and thrown out by the black qi.

"Aren't we just talking? How did you pay it off? Feeling the change in Su Mochuan's breath, Yi Huang couldn't help but be vigilant.

Secretly sighed that he hadn't finished asking about the Yuan Shen, if he could make the Yuan Shen, wouldn't Zhu Yuming be able to recover in advance? However, since it is said that 'it depends on who the other party is', it is very expensive to think of being a Genshin out of thin air.

And she obviously has nothing to exchange with Su Mochuan, so she can only fantasize about resuming Zhu Yuming's Yuan Shen.

As she was in her thoughts, she felt a hard object sit under her buttocks, as if she didn't think things were messy enough, and the hard object jumped to confirm her conjecture.

"I'm angry! Who can stand it so often?! I didn't eat so diligently! Covering her cheeks that were being blown by Su Mochuan's bad intentions, she couldn't figure out why he could always estrus anytime and anywhere.

"Well, no." Rubbing the annoyed descendant Huang on his chest, Su Mochuan sighed slightly, and said calmly: "Every move of the phoenix makes the deity irrepressibly want to take it for himself. ”

"Crippled, what am I worried about? Even if you get lost, someone will have to send it back to you. Although she disliked what she said, Yi Huang was disturbed by these words, clinging to Su Mochuan's warm chest, and her heartbeat also increased.

"Su Mochuan, are you hiding something from me?" She knew she shouldn't have asked about this minefield, but she couldn't take it as calmly as she used to.

Secretly anxious, his concealment actually made her, who had never been too lazy to investigate, have the idea of wanting to ask clearly.

"Has Phoenix been betrayed?" Taking off the mask, Su Mochuan looked at her very sincerely, and said slowly with an unshocked expression, "The days are still long, so Huanghuang will slowly feel the sincerity of the deity." ”

Staring at Su Mochuan, who was impeccable in both tone and eyes, his heart was slightly sour, and a feeling of disappointment staggered from the bottom of his heart.

Intellectually, she knew that he was panicking, but emotionally, she wanted to believe his words without any chance!

And this sense of security that he deliberately created was neither tight nor annoying, as if it were real.

Turning his gaze to the field, Yi Huang's heart was conflicted, leaned less, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry to doubt you, I just can't imagine that someone can like me like this." ”

"Say stupid things." Putting on the mask again, Su Mochuan gently rubbed her head, hooked his hand and let those immortal artifacts float over, "Let's see if you like it?" ”

"Is there a thorn melt?" Completely unmoved, she looked at the floating immortal weapons, and she preferred the ones she condensed to these immortal weapons.

"Phoenix likes to masochist?" Swinging away the fluttering immortal weapon, he handed her another bowl of fruit, "Aren't you afraid of pain?" The function of the thorn melt fruit is to restore cultivation in equal proportions, you were so weak in your previous life, even if you eat it, you can't improve much, right? ”

Asiba, she forgot that she was the five scum of the war again, it seems that the time-saving and labor-saving thorn melt fruit doesn't need to be thought about, I don't know that the village that burned her to death before, after a few decades, it's still good to find.

"Isn't it a triple boost? That rune cost me three lemon fruits. Speaking in a regretful tone, she was able to calmly accept Su Mochuan's silent contempt.

Turning his eyes to look at the field, the competition was already coming to an end, and those who were scared by Su Mochuan had not come to their senses until now, so today's competition process was quite efficient.

It was not surprising to see Liu Qingqing on the pharmacist platform, and Yihuang expected that with Liu Qingqing's identity as a senior sister, he would not be weak.

At this time, there was no one waiting in the audience, and it seemed to be a decisive battle, and Liu was in a stalemate with another woman on the stage.

A little away, Yi Huang could only vaguely see that the woman seemed to be younger, but her supporters were very numerous.

There were many other factions in the audience surrounded by green, and those people would rather endure the white eyes of the green-clothed pharmacist, but also wave their arms and shout a few cheers for the woman.

The woman also performed with ease, in a state of confrontation, and she could still take the time to wave and interact with the supporters in the audience, with a sense of déjà vu that an idol was holding a concert.

"What are you looking at?" The voice called the phoenix's attention, he didn't like the way she looked away.

"Let's see." Pointing to the pharmacist's platform, she bent her eyes in a good mood: "There is a person I know on the pharmacist's platform, I don't know if she can win?" ”

"Safflower will win." Glancing at it casually, Su Mochuan quickly spoiled her.

"Poof, can't you describe your identity more gorgeous?" Amused by his description of the woman, she admitted that her laughter had always been strange, and sometimes she could easily get better when she saw flowers bent by the wind.

In other words, Liu Qingqing is the one who doesn't have a red flower on her head, or she just wants to see Liu lightly beaten.

His chin pressed against the head of the descendant who was looking into the distance, and Su Mochuan hummed dissatisfiedly: "The deity has always cherished words like gold. ”

"Words are not the same as being too lazy to speak, are they?" Following their movements, Yi Huang obviously saw that it was Liu who had the upper hand, "Little Crispy Meat, why do you say that the red flower will win?" Red Flower has been dodging all along. ”

"Honghua has been poisoned since she first came on the field, and she is timid, but she just wants to distract the other party." patiently explained the routines on the field for her, as if she had thought of something, Su Mochuan continued worriedly: "Phoenix is so easy to get injured because she is too honest. ”