"Ahh In my heart, the good thought itself was taken aback!

"Ugh!" Beside him, Venerable Jueming had a look of amazement!

"You!" On the other side, the Laurel Demon Fairy looked angry!

"Wait...... Wait a minute! Don't be too busy taking back control of your body just yet! ...... himself" Ren Song, who found the good thoughts of his own actions in his mind, shouted in his heart: "And let me finish, how about you do it again?" "It was first heard and then never spoken. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Ren donor, what do you mean by what you just said?" The old monk beside him had a long glint in his eyes, staring at Ren Song and asked coldly. However, the laurel fairy on the side did not speak, her whole body trembled constantly at this time, she looked quite excited, she was exhausted from casting spells to resist the purple light just now, and when she heard Ren Song take advantage of the fire to rob, she was really angry......

"Hehe, this magic treasure is called the Dream Idealism Umbrella!" Ren Song, who had a smirk on his face, the flames in his eyes jumped slightly, and he said, "The treasure master has almost refined it, and the only thing missing is a machine spirit!" And it's already eyeing the laurel fairy! ”

Hearing this, Jueming Venerable and Laurel Immortal are all the same, since ancient times, whether it is a magic treasure or a magic weapon, if you want to call it a treasure rather than a weapon, there must be a weapon spirit to be born, the magic weapon of the owner of the dream idealistic umbrella has been refined, but the lack of instrument spirit, can not exert the maximum power, and unlike the magic weapon, the magic treasure refining method is cruel, not like the magic weapon to warm and exercise, so that it can generate its own spiritual light. Instead, he grabbed the wise monster ghost and forcibly pulled it into the magic weapon, and refined it into a tool spirit with a secret method.

Knowing that he had become the target of the magic weapon, although there was a faint fear in his heart, the demon immortal who had calmed down still shouted coldly: "So what! Even if that magic treasure is powerful, it may not be able to control me! As he spoke, he stared coldly at the cowardly on the other side and said, "Mr. Ren can't just fall into the well and want to include me in your magic weapon because of this reason, right?" ”

As she spoke, she hated the treasure refiner in her heart, and couldn't help but scold again: "Damn Poison Dragon Daoist, why do you have to entangle with me!" Do you really think that I killed him back then? ”

"Amitabha, Laurel Daoyou, what do you mean by this?" The old monk on the side seemed to be puzzled when he heard this: "Didn't you kill the Poison Dragon Dao people?" ”

"Of course not me!" The demon fairy glanced at him, then twisted his face to the side and said: "He voluntarily surrendered to Wang Zhenren's door back then, and asked Brother Jin Jiao Dao to bring a letter, at that time, our four demon immortals rushed to Erdaoguan together, God knows who the poisonous dragon offended, and burned people's Taoist temples with a fire." It's what you said to split up, and by the time I found that guy, he had already shown his original form, dead stiff! ”

"Oh?" The old monk replied noncommittally, and asked with a strange face: "Do you deliberately arouse everyone's suspicions?" ”

"You!" Hearing this, Laurel Immortal's beautiful face suddenly turned red with anger, and she glared at him fiercely and said, "Have you forgotten the fatal wound on the poisonous dragon so quickly?" ”

"You mean the three rifts?" The old monk also seemed to be angry when he heard this: "If it weren't for this, how could I be framed by you, Wang Zhenren personally came to me and asked me to admit to killing the poisonous dragon, and said that the three cracks were the same size as the scales on my body, you ...... You...... Who else but you knows how big the scales are on my body? ”

"It turns out that you really didn't voluntarily take the blame!" Hearing the old monk's words, the demon fairy's face was very desolate, and finally sighed: "Do you think that when you just saw the body of the poisonous dragon, there were really only three cracks?" ”

"Amitabha, what do you mean by that?" The old monk was stunned when he heard this.

"Humph!" Yue Guixian sneered, and then turned into a wry smile: "Do you really think that I took those three snake scales off your back?" She said this, glanced at the old monk with a shocked face and opened her mouth to speak, and then said with a wry smile: "When I arrived there back then, there were still three white scales stuck in the three cracks!" ”

"What? No way! The old monk's expression changed greatly when he heard this.

"Believe it or not, I was really sentimental when I said it, put away the three white scales, and originally didn't say a word, wanting to cover up the past for the dead snake, but who knew that it didn't take long for him to jump out and admit that he killed the poisonous dragon. I was so happy in my heart, and I thought that the dead snake couldn't bear to see me being embarrassed by those two dragons everywhere, so he ......."

Speaking of this, she smiled to herself, glanced at the old monk and said, "It's really self-inflicted!" Actually, now that I think about it, you're more like a dryad than I am, Elm! ”

When the old monk heard this, his face was full of disbelief, and he shook his head again and again: "Then why did you say that the scales were ...... back then?"

"Who made you become silent and depressed since that incident, persuaded you not to listen, scolded you not to move, so I can only do this, you better work for this girl honestly, if you can't finish a piece, I will pull out your snake scales! Hahaha! ”

Hearing her last sentence, the corners of the old monk's mouth twitched again and again, these words, in the memory of his previous life, were a spell that made him hurt to the bone marrow. However, the demon fairy on the other side laughed wildly, and replied: "On the first day, I forced you to practice, but you refused, but I really couldn't be ruthless, and I pulled out your scales, and I was reluctant to use force, so I had to make a cut and take a piece of white scales to scare you...... Hee-hee! ……”

"Hey...... Feed...... Hey, you guys, you digress! Ren Song next to him saw that he was not finished, so he had to interrupt: "We are talking about business!" That laurel immortal, if you refuse to enter the Spirit Palace, unless you can get out of the dream immediately, the magic treasure will keep coming to you for trouble, and this dream will continue! ……”

However, the laurel immortal on the other side ignored his words, and said to himself: "The second day forced you to refine the treasure, and the third day forced you to refine the pill, it is rare for you to cooperate so much, and on the fourth day, you will listen to me honestly, otherwise I really don't know where to find the fourth snake scale...... It's a pity, it's a pity...... Wishful thinking will come to naught! For some reason, she was quite excited at first, but in the end she returned to calm and indifferent.

Turning his head and glancing at the golden pages in Ren Song's hand, he heard the demon fairy shouting: "Laurel Immortal is willing to enter the Spirit Palace!" As her words fell, the golden pages emitted bursts of golden light like substance, completely covering the demon fairy, and in mid-air, countless strange voices sounded that seemed to be singing but not singing.

At the end of the sky, the purple light was flourishing, and there was a faint roar of anger!

Hearing that roar, the old monk who originally looked at the golden light on the page with a strange expression suddenly turned his head and sighed: "It's really that poisonous dragon, but I don't know when he was reincarnated as a human?" Although his words were quite calm, Ren Song could also see the loneliness in his expression.

"Master, don't think about anything else just yet! Let's figure out how we're going to get out of here! Looking at the water walls on both sides, holding the glittering pages in his hand, Ren Song said with a smile.

(To be continued.) )