Lu Xiaonan smiled a little reluctantly, "Mr. said that he laughed, he just passed by here by chance, and he didn't mean to offend." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"It's just a joke, it's just a joke." The purple-shirted scholar waved his hand and then laughed, "Even if it is intentional, it doesn't matter, I have stayed on this isolated island alone for so many years, only accompanied by waves and loneliness, and I have long been tired of it. ”

With the increase in words, the words of the purple-shirted scholar gradually smoothed out, laughing and laughing, sweeping away the haze between the previous words, and the two talked happily for a while. Lu Xiaonan learned from his words that the purple-shirted scholar was named Shi Zimo, known as Mr. Zi, who was the master of Zheng Shi's family back then, and later lived in seclusion on this island for some reason, and never asked about the world.

Lu Xiaonan glanced at Mr. Zi in front of him, he was only in his early twenties, where was he two hundred years old? It seems that this person's cultivation is profound, and he has the skill to stay in his face, which should not be underestimated.

For the past, Mr. Zi was very nostalgic between his words, and he remembered many things clearly, especially everything about Zheng Shi's family, but in the end, he just sighed "The past cannot be traced", which made Lu Xiaonan sigh.

The two chatted happily, like old friends for many years, until it was getting late, Lu Xiaonan got up to say goodbye, and Mr. Zi insisted on staying, saying that he would talk with him at night, and got up to get some seashells to cook for him to eat.

Lu Xiaonan couldn't shirk Mr. Zi's enthusiasm, so he had to continue to sit down and eat food while telling him in detail about some of the conditions of modern society that he knew.

In the end, Lu Xiaonan said, "Cultivation and practice, there is practice and practice is called practice, Mr. has lived in seclusion on this island for many years, why not go back to Huaxia to take a look at it, it may be beneficial to Mr. 's practice." ”

Mr. Zi sighed, "Why don't you want to be contemptible, just for a promise back then, I can't leave for two hundred years, and I can only recall in my dreams that Middle-earth was prosperous. ”

"Sir, you're serious." Lu Xiaonan hurriedly bowed his head and bowed his hand.

The sarcastic look in the corner of Mr. Zi's eyes flashed away, and then he laughed, "There is only one contemptible person living here on this island, although the room is simple, it is still rich and spacious, why don't you rest on the island for one night, and then pick up Shaoxia's friends to go to the island tomorrow?" It's just that the island has wronged the young man. ”

Lu Xiaonan stroked the bare golden crow that was burned on his shoulder, he came to the island to look for the golden crow, and he wanted to leave immediately, but it was really difficult to refute Mr. Zi's face, so he had to follow him to the wing room to live.

Smeared the wound medicine on the golden crow, the hairless bird let out a cry of pain, Lu Xiaonan couldn't help but reprimand, "I don't know what crazy nerve you have, you don't want to die when you see something with fire attributes, this time it's cool, right?" That Mr. Zi's cultivation is unfathomable, if he makes a move, none of us will be able to escape. ”

Jin Crow flapped his wings a few times angrily, but then his whole body trembled with pain.

"Alright, don't get excited, wait until you're healed and grow feathers again before spitting fire." Lu Xiaonan gently put the golden crow into the futon, blew out the candles, lay on the stone bed, stared at the stone roof with his eyes, recalled the events of the day, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what it was.

At this time, although Lu Xiaonan did not feel too tired, but he was too tired to wander in the sea on the boat for several days, and fatigue hit, and he fell asleep in a moment, and the waves of the sea were slightly raised, and there was a fine snoring sound in the sound of the waves, and the vigilance of the weekdays disappeared, and the sound of the waves of the sea could no longer be heard in his ears.

The night was getting deeper, and there was the salty smell of the waves brought by the breeze.

A butter candle was lit, illuminating Mr. Purple's ghostly face, step by step, making a footsteps as heavy as a drumbeat.

He walked all the way to the door of Lu Xiaonan's temporary residence, his eyes showed a strange blue, as if he had entered his own room, he didn't care about the guests inside, raised his hand and pushed open the door and walked in, his heavy footsteps were particularly clear in this night.

Standing in front of Lu Xiaonan's bed, Mr. Zi stared at the young and handsome face that was still asleep, his eyes were full of greed and admiration, and there seemed to be saliva dripping, "The human race, fragile and small, but blessed by the heavens, what kind of creation can give birth to such a body suitable for cultivation." ”

Under Mr. Zi's gaze, the sleeping boy seemed to be aware of it, his eyelids trembled slightly and wanted to open his eyes, but the deep tiredness made him unable to move, and his body was as stiff as a stone.

The corners of Mr. Zi's lips curled, and the skin on his face cracked like a dry riverbed, revealing ravines, which fell off in an instant, revealing the skin of purple fibroids and a pair of dark blue eyes like copper bells, which occupied almost the entire face, and looked extremely terrifying.

Mr. Zi gently put the candle in his hand on the head of the bed, took out twelve silver needles from his arms, wiped them carefully, saw Lu Xiaonan's body and waved his hand out, nailed it to the twelve big points on Lu Xiaonan's body from his forehead to the soles of his feet, and then looked at the young man's slightly trembling body, and there was a strong smile in his dark blue eyes.

Mr. Zi stretched his hands again, Lu Xiaonan's body floated like a marionette, and a ball of purple light floated out from Mr. Zi's forehead, shooting between Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows, wanting to get in but couldn't get in.

"Soul Slayer!" Mr. Zi let out a low snort, and immediately chanted a series of strange and incomprehensible spells in his mouth, and his hands quickly made many complicated handprints along with the spells, and the purple light with a faint black light was extinguished like a spark of stars, and finally formed a small coffin shape.

Mr. Zi held the coffin composed of light in his hand, his chest rose and fell and gasped a little quickly, his eyes were firmly fixed on Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows, and finally pressed the coffin towards Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows, and the purple light that could not enter Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows went straight in, and then the small coffin composed of light in his hand was firmly locked between Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows like a cage.

With the entry of the purple light cluster, Lu Xiaonan knew that Huo Ran turned up layers of huge waves in the sea, as if Huo Ran was dripping cold water into the boiling oil, bursting out countless flying fire meteors, and the layers of waves formed a wall, resisting the invasion of purple light and keeping the enemy out.

"Huh?" Mr. Zi was slightly stunned, "Not only is the skin extremely perfect at a young age, but even there are forbidden guards in the sea of knowledge, it seems that you should be the core disciple of those major sects, but unfortunately, although you have a good background, you don't know that the world is the weak, this body is simply a tyrannical thing in your hands, instead of wasting it, it is better for me Mr. Zi to use it, let this body play its due light, this is also the wedding dress you made for the deity, hehehehe......"

Mr. Zi laughed extremely weirdly, those terrifying eyes kept rolling on his face, and Huo Ran was a purple ball of light that penetrated into Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows through the small coffin, and merged with the early light cluster to attack the blocking wall.

After shooting out three clusters of purple light in succession, Mr. Zi's expression was extremely sluggish, and it was almost difficult to maintain a standing posture, but when he saw Lu Xiaonan's gradually losing luster, he seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, "After your soul is extinguished, after my primordial spirit and your body are fused, Mr. Zi will definitely reappear in the rivers and lakes, how can this small trapped demon array stop my Zi Mo's footsteps!" I am the only one in this world! What Kunlun Emei Shu Mountain, you will tremble at the feet of the deity, hahaha......"

However, before his laughter fell, he saw that Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows suddenly had purple light flickering, getting brighter and brighter, as if a small sun was rising out of the sea, in Mr. Zi's surprised gaze, the small coffin locked between Lu Xiaonan's eyebrows seemed to be ignited, and a cloud of blue smoke came out with a pop, and then turned into nothingness.

Mr. Zi screamed, as if he was hit in the chest by a giant hammer, Huo Ran flew up, and with a pop of mud he was paralyzed on the ground, and he was severely injured due to the backlash, and his whole body made a popping sound, and the humanoid skin shattered in an instant, revealing a purple body with slime inside, he turned out to be an octopus!

An octopus with a purple body.

The tentacles of the octopus trembled like an electric shock, the blue blood on its body slipped down, the huge eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, it took it a full half an hour to get up again, eighteen tentacles supported the body to stand up, and reabsorbed the blue blood that had been spilled on the ground into the body, which was the blood of the devil.

An octopus who doesn't cultivate demons actually cultivates demons!