Lan Buregret covered her lips with her hand, the black butterfly pattern on the left side of her face trembled, as if she was about to fly, she saw Lu Zheng raise her eyes and look at her indignantly, so she put down her fingers quietly, pulled her mouth and giggled, slowly blinked her night-like eyelashes, and said, "I am happy to see that you are not happy." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

After that, Lan walked without regrets, and from her back, she could see that her mood at this time was extraordinarily light.

Lu Zheng secretly scolded Lan Buregret was really perverted enough, but when he came back to his senses, he saw Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng looking at him like ghosts, as if he had discovered some shocking secret, and Lu Qingzhuo, who ran back next to him at some point, was also looking at him with big eyes without blinking, and slowly asked: "Daddy, shouldn't this Sister Lan like you too?" Are you stepping on two boats?"

Lu Zheng's heart jumped, and then he looked at Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng with such explicit expressions, and hurriedly shook his head to clarify.

"My ancestors, this is not nonsense, my heart can only accommodate one ant clothes. What's more, how is it possible for me and Miss Blue? Miss Blue likes ants and doesn't like me. ”

Lu Zheng denied it quickly, but two of the three people opposite didn't believe it, only Lu Qingzhuo was only Lu Zheng's head, whatever his father said, it was nothing, but he finally said: "Actually, I think Sister Lan is very good, killing people one by one, very powerful." Why don't Daddy take her into the Peak?"

Lu Qingzhuo wanted to say more, but his father suddenly covered his mouth.

Lu Zheng looked around, and saw a circle of Dao cultivators and demon cultivators who pricked up their ears deliberately rubbing their steps, eavesdropping openly, Lu Zheng had a headache, and he didn't dare to ask his daughter to talk about it again, otherwise, he didn't know what kind of rumors would come out tomorrow.

He wasn't afraid of false rumors, but who knew what Lan Buregret thought about that pervert, what if a rumor accidentally touched one of her nerves, and she ran to secretly slaughter his daughter as soon as she got up?

"Ouch, my daughter, my little dirt bag. You've said so much, you're thirsty, Daddy will take you to tea. ”

After speaking, Lu Zheng picked up Lu Qingzhuo, who was already in his prime, hugged him horizontally like a milk baby, and ran away, just like some devouring beast behind him.

only cared about Lu Zheng, who was worried that his daughter would be quietly sliced, but he didn't find that he had some magic obstacles in dealing with Lan Buregret. He has never been afraid of heaven and earth, and he is not even afraid of his father-in-law and brother-in-law, who is not afraid of the murderous value, and he always has an indescribable fear and fear of Lan Buregret, but the paradox is that he has never had the idea of disgusting and staying away from Lan Buregret.

Although he always complained in his heart that Lan Buregret was a pervert who was uncertain, Lu Zheng had no malice.

Bai Hong's movements this time were very fast, almost as soon as Lu Zheng returned to the inn where he was temporarily living with the small dirt bag, the list of the winners of the finals had already spread through the sound formation throughout Xiangyun City, where cultivators gathered.

Immediately, there were guards from Xiangyun City, holding the list of finalists and distributing them one by one like snowflakes.

There was a lot of scuffle in the finals, and in the end, there were cultivators or sects that fought to the end, and there were only fifteen of them, of which six were Dao cultivators and seven were demon cultivators.

As soon as the list was announced, there were waves in Xiangyun City again.

Demon Xiu laughed at the cultivation of the name is not worthy of the name, and there is one less person in the Shengmen faction. Dao Xiu ridiculed Demon Xiu for being stupid and ridiculous, and the number of victories was unlucky.

Without saying a word, the contradiction between Dao Xiu and Demon Xiu intensified, and some people who had never played without a competition rolled up their sleeves and fought from mouth to mouth, and once again they became chaotic.

And the middle forces are still playing soy sauce this time, but it is different from previous years, the number of sects of the winners of the finals has finally broken through two fingers, one is the ghost crying prison, and the other is the anti-cang faction.

Except for these two sects, the other intermediate forces were either defeated or automatically conceded defeat.

Qiu Chi looked at the list of winners, squinted, and secretly thought to himself while drinking tea, thinking about whether it was better for him to fight seriously or take the initiative to admit defeat at the beginning.

Lu Zheng is quite energetic, in addition to recuperating from injuries every day, he is cultivating, and then chatting with Dugu Ant Clothes across the sect, every day at three o'clock, and he is very happy.

This time the recuperation lasted longer, a month.

Half a month has passed, Lu Zheng's injuries have basically healed most of the time, and the rest of the time, he still feels that his cultivation is not enough, and Dugu Ant Shang was injured again because of the outbreak of heat poison, and he will not be released by his father-in-law and brother-in-law in a short period of time.

He had only just been promoted, and it was impossible for him to advance again, but with an eight-star king-level cultivation, even if it was a spiritual martial art, in his opinion, it was still not enough. Not to mention, everyone in Xiangyun City is preaching, and the ultimate Dao Demon Theory Martial Arts is the world of the emperor-level powerhouses.

There is no reason to know that the current affairs of the rivers and lakes are like Lu Zheng, and you don't need to guess to know that the ten sects that won the finals, except for his anti-cang faction, the rest of the sects will send the strongest, and the top geniuses under the age of 100 are not miracles at all if they cultivate to reach the imperial level.

If you want to make a move, you must make a good move, and you must not be too embarrassed, not to mention, Lu Zheng wants to bite Lin Yuangui hard.

After some hard thinking, Lu Zheng's eyes lit up, he specialized in the art industry, and the rest of the time, he simply concentrated on one subject.

Lu Zheng's left hand flashed with a six-pointed star, silently reciting the mantra of the alien beast, and the familiar long-legged fish monster appeared with a flicking tail and a thunderbolt, followed by a tiger-headed vulture, a two-tailed cat demon, a human-faced snake-tailed head beast, and a strange-shaped beast that ran out of the alien beast space one after another.

The empty and lonely dense forest was instantly filled with all kinds of roars.

Lu Zheng summoned all the strange beasts he could summon so far, a total of one hundred and one.

"So, let's get started. ”

Lu Zheng smiled, lifted the head beast aside, turned around and commanded the remaining beasts to split into two camps in half, controlled by his true qi, and fought violently.

He can summon more than 100 foreign beasts at one time, but there are only dozens of them at a time, and it is the first time that such a large-scale precise control is the first time, and immediately some heads are hot and sweaty, the meridians in the body are rapidly depleted, the true qi is chaotic, and the bones are swollen and painful, but he is very happy.

Break and then stand.

Only every time he exhausted his true qi and encountered the bottleneck of cultivation load, could he grit his teeth and fight hard, break through his limits, and surpass his current self.

In this continuous exhaustion and refighting, Lu Zheng can summon more strange beasts, and the number of strange beasts that can be controlled is gradually breaking through.

The Beast Trick is the biggest hole card he intends to jump onto the stage of Dao Demon Martial Arts. (To be continued.) )