The treatment in the Chai Courtyard was carried out in an orderly manner, except for Tang Tian's frequent inhuman screams and laughter, there were no accidents, and there was no danger to put Miss Azhi's various whimsical ideas into practice. Updates are fast and ad-free.

Nan Huaile had been watching from the sidelines, questioning Miss Azhi's ideas from time to time, and Miss Azhi was immediately able to fall into the discussion, talk about some subtle places, and want to dance with her hands.

For Nan Huaile's deduction that is almost close to the peak, Miss Azhi really admires the five-body throwing, and every time she can get new inspiration, and her theory can be comprehensively improved.

After the next day's treatment, everyone returned to their respective rooms with a little excitement. If Miss Ah Zhi completes all her plans, then there will not be too many obstacles on the road ahead.

"It's been two days, and I haven't been back, and I'm a little worried about Lilac. Tang Tian looked at the bright moon and felt a rare sorrow.

"There will be no problem with the big brother of the flower iron pillar guarding. The Seven Great Dynasties and the Three Great Immortal Clans are now unable to deal with us. Lilacs are not weak people, they don't need to be held in the palm of their hands all day, there is no need to worry so much. Zhao Wenqi said.

"I'm a cowardly rat now. ”

"Then you're a rat too. ”

Zhuang Kai gently rubbed his iron sword, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Tian peeked at it and whispered to Zhao Wenqi: "Big brother, you see Zhuang Kai, this kid, Bacheng is talking to Suzaku again, I have never seen him smile like this before, and he actually has a little lustful feeling." You said that this kid won't have a spring heart, right? Or with a divine beast, it's really exciting to think about!"

Zhao Wenqi reminded: "Miss Azhi can hear people's hearts. ”

Tang Tian shuddered, slapped his mouth twice, and hurriedly said: "Sister Azhi, you must not hear it, I am unintentional, unintentional, unintentional......"

Zhuang Kai's injury was not very serious, and he only needed some elixir to be able to heal. The important thing is that the Suzaku in his body has completely fused with him, and it is really hard to say what it will develop into in the future.

Miss Azhi's advice to Zhuang Kai is to let him completely merge with Suzaku, and he is truly fused into a living body. However, this is an extremely long-term matter, and the first thing Zhuang Kai needs to do is to communicate with Suzaku.

A little young beast of the gods who has lost all their memories, a swordsman with a straight wood, what can these two beings communicate? It can also make Zhuang Kai smile, but it really leads to reverie.

The meditative oil flower opened her eyes and looked through the window at the small hut in the valley.

The moonlight was shining right on the hut, and the figures inside were cut out. But it's really just a silhouette, without any movement, as if it's frozen.

Looking at such a strange behavior, although Yau Hua believed in the king he swore to follow, he was also a little worried.

The current oil flower, the strength is not obvious, even if the assassination technology is the top, it seems a little insignificant at the level of the Divine Hidden Realm. He wanted to do things for Wang Shi, but he was always unable to do it, and no one knew how he condemned himself in his heart.

He was really worried about Wang Shi, the Seven Great Dynasties and the Three Great Immortal Clans temporarily retreated, but it didn't really mean that they were defeated and succumbed like this, and then he didn't know how fierce the storm would be, leaving very little time for Wang Shi.

It cannot be denied that there are always some loyal and righteous people in this world who are unswerving in their lifelong ideals until death. This is the case with oil flowers, and the same is true for Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke in the past.

Fortunately, Miss Ah Zhi pointed out a very clear path for Yau Hua, and he could go further on his own path. With Miss Azhi's whimsical ideas, coupled with Nanhuai Lotte calculation, it is completely possible to find a suitable path for everyone.

Song Sheng hugged his Purple Emperor and seriously thought about his future path.

Everyone has their own path, but they all need to explore it themselves.

......

Nan Huaile sat in the room, sat quietly for a while, sorted out many things, and prepared to sleep. His routine is extremely regular and hardly changes because of anything.

But the door was opened.

Before Nan Huaile could turn around, Miss Azhi jumped in lightly, hugged Nan Huaile's neck as soon as she came up, leaned on his ear, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "Nan Huai Gongzi, do you think I'm good-looking?"

Even if Nan Huaile is well-informed and knows everything, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without moving, but when has he ever seen such a thrilling scene?

What's more, if you look closely, Miss Azhi is also very beautiful.

Something in his heart was suddenly stirred up, Nan Huaile's face was swollen, and a sense of embarrassment that he had never felt before surged, and in a red, it quickly gathered above his neck.

Miss Azhi's gentle embrace seemed to choke Nan Huaile's throat, making him in a struggle between life and death, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The warm breath spit on Nan Huaile's ears, and the gentle itch swept through the whole body. As long as it is a normal person, there will be strange emotions.

However, Nan Huaile is Nan Huaile after all.

He didn't mess up, and at any time, he wouldn't mess up. Quickly sorting out everything and peeling back the cocoon, Nan Huaile was able to find the problem with a pinpoint. Even now, that's true.

"Miss Zhi, I won't stay. ”

"Then you take me away, okay?"

"You know, it's impossible. ”

Miss Ah Zhi gently blew Nan Huaile's ears and said, "Why do you think about so many things, now that I can hear your heart beating faster, don't you want to do something to me?"

Nan Huaile sat upright and said, "Amitabha!"

Miss Azhi suddenly hugged Nan Huaile hard, hugged her tightly, and said, "You, a dumb-looking son, are really good at tugging at the girl's heartstrings." ”

Pretending to be serious is the most touching. Nan Huaile's sentence "Amitabha" deliberately let Miss Ah Zhi see that he was pretending, but is he really pretending?

"Draw inferences from one case and bypass the analogy. Nan Huaile replied.

"Okay, you're a fool. But this girl still doesn't want to let you go. Miss Ah Zhi was even happier.

"Then you can come with me. ”

"Really. ”

"Amitabha!"

Miss Azhi laughed until her stomach hurt and she couldn't straighten her waist at all. If anyone still says that Nan Huaile is a nerd, then he must be blind.

......

Three days is fleeting.

Miaomu Sanren finished the third gold brick in his hand and looked towards Wang Shi.

Wang Shi is still like a statue, looking at the gold in front of him, and he has no reaction to what is happening in the outside world. If there really wasn't anyone to disturb him, he might be able to sit until he withered.

Glancing at Wang Shi coldly, Miaomu Sanren sneered in his heart: "I originally thought that you and Li Yixian could have the same talent, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. For three days, I couldn't see through the 'needle technique', and in the end, I still had to be oblivious to everyone. It's better to stop as soon as possible, hide in the world, and still be able to spend a peaceful life. The theory of aptitude is far from being something that can be changed by human beings. ”

There is a very clever thing about the hollow valley, that is, the moonlight can peek through the cracks and sprinkle it all over the small hut, expelling the thick night. This small hut can be extraordinarily quiet in the moonlight.

There was no sound in the silence.

Suddenly, as if the eggshell was cracked, Wang Shi's fingers moved slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes. After putting his fatigue to rest, he opened his eyes and looked at Miaomu Sanren.

Miaomu Sanren snorted coldly and said, "It's just luck." ”

Wang Shi said respectfully: "I have been taught." ”

Since he was persecuted by Li Yixian in the small town, Wang Shi has always looked like "no one can control me". Even if the other party did something beneficial to him, he hated the persecution of others very much. If it weren't for the matter of the Heavenly Burial Battlefield, Wang Shi might have wanted to cut Li Yixian by now.

It is not easy to make Wang Shi respectful. Of course, now he is no longer the stupid boy who was so stubborn back then. He has been through so many things and understood so many things.

Miaomu Sanren gave Wang Shi a problem, and even a dead end.

One to two, two to four, four to eight...... And so on, is there an end, and if we fall into such a dead end, how can we get out of it?

Any piece of gold is such a dead end.

Once Wang Shi falls into the deadlock of finding flaws, he will keep chasing without end. At that time, he had only one thought left, and he could fall into eternity at any time, until he turned into a puff of ashes.

This is revealing the "art of skewering needles", and at the same time it can kill people invisibly. The cultivation of Miaomu Sanren far exceeds that of the king and the immortal lord, and he should have stepped into the legendary fairyland. Wang Shi also finally realized that in the entire Eastern Immortal Domain, there were too many Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons.

Miaomu Sanren glanced at him, put away the gold brick in his hand, and asked as if he didn't care, "What did you see?"

Wang Shi shook his head and said sincerely, "I didn't see anything. ”

"And how did you get out?"

Wang Shi suddenly smiled.

However, in the eyes of Miaomu Sanren, this smile was so dazzling and annoying, it was exactly the same as the smile many years ago, he even wanted to kick the flying king stone immediately, but he could only endure it, because he wanted to know the answer.

"My master, it should have been the same back then, but he never told you the answer, so you can't wait to get this answer now!"

Wang Shi laughed even more unscrupulously, and Miaomu Sanren's face was iron-blue, and there was even an invisible spiritual power stretched out around him.