"Friend?tsk~ Which one are you asking?"

Fang Xiaomei smiled and raised her fingers: "Is it the bald god? or the handsome little guy who broke the saint in battle?" or rather~"

She blinked ambiguously: "Is it the one who is so charming that I feel sorry for, little beauty?"

It's your ancestors!

Luo Yang took a deep breath, resisted the urge to scratch the other party's smug face, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Let them go, I will give you freedom." ”

"Huh, then don't I still want to say thank you to you~" Fang Xiaomei's eyes widened exaggeratedly: "Why don't I kill one and thank you?"

Luo Yang was silent.

Holding the handle in someone's hand is wrong to say anything, it is better to wait for the other party's conditions.

And Fang Xiaomei obviously accepted it when she saw it, she elegantly pulled one of the double ponytails and brushed it, put it between her nose and sniffed: "Three good friends, you can do three things for me, it's not too much, right?"

Luo Yang looked at her noncommittally: "Let's hear it." ”

"That, the first one~" Fang Xiaomei stretched out her hand with a smile: "Take that spar." ”

And so it was!

"I want to make sure they're safe first. Luo Yang squinted, a look of consideration, but his right hand behind the burden made a quick gesture behind his back.

"No problem!" Fang Xiaomei snapped her fingers, and walked out of the inner entrance she had just appeared.

The one who walked first was a guy who looked like a teenager with a stingy face, but the strong fluctuation of the holy liquid in his body was telling others that this was a standard eighth-level martial saint.

Behind him were the three of Yan'er and a few guards who were bound.

Song Ren looked a little sluggish, and the blood on his chest was enough to prove that he had done his best.

On the contrary, Luo Hu seemed to be very energetic, according to what the Fang family chick said, it should be caused by him entering the holy realm.

Only Miss Luo Yan'er and Miss Luo look like she has no love, I don't know ......

"Little, Xiaobai?" Luo Yan'er exclaimed with joy after seeing Luo Yang standing in the air.

Immediately afterwards, she glanced at Fang Xiaomei in front of her aggrievedly: "This girl snatched my ring, woo woo~ All my 'belongings' are in it!"

What time is it, still thinking about your ring? Luo Yang coughed speechlessly, and was about to speak.

Fang Xiaomei suddenly turned around and shook her finger at Yan'er.

"If you want to call my sister next time, hey~" She looked at Yan'er's full buttocks and smiled meaningfully.

Not~

Yan'er's upper and lower lips closed violently, and she bit her head with her teeth.

What's going on?

Luo Yang, whose eyes also drifted past, began to think in his mind, and some eighteen forbidden pictures that were not suitable for children slowly appeared.

Cluck~

A coquettish smile interrupted his reverie.

"You have seen this man, and he is all alive and kicking, that is, he does not lack arms or legs. Fang Xiaomei threw a wink at him: "Now, come and tell me your answer, do you agree?"

Syllable!

A piece of crystal spun and shot towards Fang Xiaomei like electricity, but it was shattered down by a shield ten centimeters away from her, and it crashed straight into the deck of the Dragon Ship, and it flicked a few times before it stood still.

Oh, it's the crystal!

Fang Xiaomei smiled happily on the surface, but in her heart, she was extremely vigilant in an instant.

It's so easy to hand it over, is there a ghost in the end?

She looked sideways at the thorny teenager slightly: "Uncle Cheng, well, can you please help others pick it up?"

As she spoke, she patted her chest hard, causing the two white rabbits to jump around.

The young man, that is, Uncle Cheng's eyes were a little straight, but he quickly reacted with a dry cough.

Then he pretended to be free and easy and laughed: "It's my honor to be able to help my nephew above, why bother?"

With that, he took a few steps to the crystal and bent down to grab it.

20 cm,

10 cm,

2 cm......

As the distance between Uncle Cheng's fingertips and the crystal slowly narrowed, Fang Xiaomei's tension gradually increased.

She can't forget everything in the Roselle space, the feeling of helplessness, being controlled by someone without knowing anything, and she doesn't want to experience it again in this life.

What the hell could it be, what was the conspiracy?

Her mind was full of negation and self-denial at the moment, and the frequency of her heartbeat was getting faster and faster in that nervous mood of doubting everything...... until

Uncle Cheng's fingertips completely touched the crystal, for a moment.

"Be careful!" she subconsciously shouted desperately.

"Hmm?" Uncle Cheng held the crystal in his hand and maintained a bent posture, and looked at Fang Xiaomei with an inexplicable expression: Be careful?

Luo Yang snorted and smiled playfully, but did not speak.

Fang Xiaomei looked at the crystal that had not changed in disbelief, and then looked at Luo Yang.

Why? Did he really hand it over like that? How, how could it be?

Whew, she took a deep breath and spit it out again, as if all the emotional changes were gone.

"Giggle~" The little sister's signature smile sounded again: "It seems that I underestimated your love for your friends, aren't you afraid that I will accept the crystal and not let go?"

"Will you?" Luo Yang smiled indifferently: "To borrow a phrase from a friend, I believe in myself more..."

He raised his fist: "This." ”

"Refreshing!" Fang Xiaomei seemed to have gotten rid of Luo Yang's conjecture that he would make small moves, and waved her hand generously: "Let go of that bald head." ”

Soon, Song Ren, who was untied, staggered towards the black cloud boat next to him, he really couldn't fly, but a guard suddenly appeared and stopped him.

Song Ren frowned and turned his head to look at Fang Xiaomei.

Fang Xiaomei smiled indifferently: "Give it back to him." ”

Finally, after some reluctant operation, Song Ren swayed back to Luo Yang with the black cloud boat.

"How is it? can you still hold on?" Luo Yang spoke, and from the ring that Luo Shen gave him, he took out a pill called [Huang Tingyu Divine Pill] that he had used and stuffed it into Song Ren's mouth.

Song Ren grinned unnaturally, with a bitter and ugly expression: "In the end, it still became a burden to you, but I didn't ......"

"It's okay with you, this woman is coming at me!" Luo Yang patted him on the shoulder, and after opening up the control of the Black Cloud Boat to Xue Hao, he stood in the sky again.

Then he tilted his head: "You have a good rest, and leave the following things to me!"

Fang Xiaomei had been watching from the sidelines, without the slightest impatience, without the threat of crystal, she once again turned into the feared black widow.

At this time, seeing that Luo Yang had finished explaining, she tilted her head mischievously: "Now, let's talk about the second quid pro quo!"

She stretched out her finger and hooked Luo Yang: "People want to ......"