Wu Wu said: "Ling Zhenren, it's getting late now, why don't we go back to the city first!"

Ling Luan sighed and said: "The true yuan in my body is about to be exhausted, you kill me quickly, don't let me become an old dragon clock, an ugly and ugly old woman, after I die, please send my body back to the Qingyin Pavilion of Mount Emei, I will be satisfied." ”

Wuchou also felt sad in his heart, this matter started by him, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad at the moment, and said: "Ling Zhenren, you don't want to commit suicide, maybe there is a way, I don't know!"

"Young man, you don't have to comfort me, I don't blame you. Ling Luan knew that he was comforting himself, where else could he do it?

Suddenly shocked and angry: "Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

"Ling Zhenren, offended!" As soon as the words fell, Ling Luan was already on his back and said: "This matter is caused by me, naturally I am responsible, you can rest assured, there will definitely be a way." ”

He carried Ling Luan on his back and walked in the air, the oncoming wind brought up his long hair full of frenzy, sweeping it on Ling Luan's face and neck, and the strange and different feeling in Ling Luan's heart rose again, but she didn't understand what kind of emotion this was, why did the master never say it?

The two of them were flying towards Shenmu City, when they suddenly heard a woman's worried shouts from miles ahead, some said, "Master-Fu-, where are you?" and some said, "Master-Uncle-where are you?"

Wu Wu's ear is very good, and he said to Ling Luan: "Ling Zhenren, the disciples of your sect have come to look for you!"

Ling Luan said, "Hurry away, don't let them see what I look like now!" The voice came out, no longer like the voice of a twenty-year-old woman, but like a forty or fifty year old.

Wuchou was shocked in his heart, and when he glanced back, he saw that Ling Luan's forehead, the corners of his eyes, and his face had some subtle wrinkles, and his head was full of green silk and there were many gray hairs.

The figure accelerated in vain, rising rapidly, avoiding the female disciples of the Qingyin Pavilion, because the sky was completely dark, although there were many people in the Qingyin Pavilion, they could not find that the two of them flew over their heads like lightning.

Because most of the disciples of Qingyin Pavilion lived in the south of the city, and Wuchou lived in the west of the city, the two of them started too quickly at that time, and when the people from afar arrived, the two had already flown out of the city, so the disciples of Qingyin Pavilion did not see Ling Luan and Wuchou do it with their own eyes, but according to the words of some witnesses, they looked for the general direction where the two went.

It's just that when the two of them made a move, Ling Luan shot angrily, ruined the west of the city, and flew back to the small courtyard where he lived without worry, leaving only half of Xi Ouyi's house still there, and the others became a collapsed ruin.

Xi Ouyi was also gone, thinking that he went to the inn to find Xiao Jingzu.

There was still a table in Xi Ouyi's house that was still in good condition, he put Ling Luan on the table, with his super eyesight, with the light of the dragon ball from the dragon mouth of the green dragon statue in the city, I saw that after a short while, Ling Luan's face became older, his hair was whiter, as if he had become an old woman in his sixties, and Ling Luan, who was about to disperse, lost his true yuan body and was rapidly aging.

Wusao is at a loss, and she can only be stopped by giving her a large amount of true yuan, but it is not a matter of losing her true yuan by herself.

He gritted his teeth and spit out his demon pill from his mouth, but the two demon blood broke away from the demon pill when he spit out the demon pill and hid it in his intestines.

The demon pill is exactly the same as his own appearance, like a two-inch-tall little person, the whole body is golden, in fact, the demon pill itself is not as big as it seems, it is just an illusion of golden light, the real size is only the size of a fingertip, and the golden light outside will reflect the whole room in gold.

Wu Wu said: "Ling Zhenren, open your mouth! For the time being, I will resist with the true yuan below, and wait for me to think slowly." ”

Ling Luan was surprised: "I didn't expect you to be a demon cultivator. "Only demon cultivators will cultivate the demon pill, but if the average cultivator swallows the demon pill directly, he will inevitably be resisted by the true yuan of the demon pill itself, and few monks can turn the swallowed demon pill into use, and they will also be desperately counterattacked by the demon pill, so that the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, if a practitioner is lucky enough to get a demon pill, he must first put it into the Dan furnace to refine it, but the situation is different at this time, no worries is to voluntarily spit out the demon pill, it is to save her, the demon cultivator in the world in order to save people will spit out his demon pill, not nothing, but it is very rare, I didn't expect her to have this treatment, but she was very moved.

The worry-free cultivation that spit out the demon pill has been greatly reduced, and it is no longer in the realm of Xiaocheng, and his cultivation seems to have returned to the point when he was in the Immortal Yin Sect.

Seeing the young man hand the demon pill to her mouth, she said, "Young man, I originally wanted to kill you, but I got myself to such a point, why did you save me?"

Wu Wu said anxiously: "But I am also at fault, at this time, there is no need to talk about who is right and who is wrong, you treat your injuries first." ”

Ling Luan's face was even older, the skin on her face was wrinkled, there was no black hair on her head, and even her eyebrows had turned white, she said, "What's your name?"

Wuchou said calmly: "My surname is Liu, my name is Huan, and the word is Wuchou, so I am Wuchou, but my identity as a demon cultivator, please keep it secret." ”

Ling Luan said: "Don't worry, from now on, even if everyone in the world is your enemy, I will be on your side." Thinking that she was dying of old age, she was quite concerned about her appearance, and she didn't hesitate to swallow the golden demon pill.

As soon as she swallowed the demon pill, her intestines were filled with a golden breath of life, and the vast and majestic life force immediately spread throughout her body, moisturizing her whole body, she looked at her hands, the thin and shriveled skin was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than a moment, it had become white and tender, as graceful as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl's soft wattle, in fact, over the years, although she had achieved success in cultivation and always maintained the age of twenty-one or twelve years old, but in her heart, there was always a feeling of old age.

But at this time, she suddenly felt that even her heart became younger, she touched her face, smooth and delicate, pinched slightly with her hand, tender and elastic, pulled a strand of hair to see, black and shiny, Wu Wu picked up a mirror from the table and handed it to her, only to see a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in the mirror, her forehead was as smooth as jade, her eyes were like water, her face was white and red, her nose was as delicate as jade, and her small mouth was red as Dan, which was clearly her self sixty years ago, and for a time she was like a spring breeze, like a dream, and she didn't know where she was。

Suddenly, two peach blossoms flew up on her face in the mirror, because she felt that her chest was a little bulging, and looked under her neck through the mirror, only to see that her crisp breasts, which were not very plump before, were raised high and bulge at this time, and the two snow-white balls of tender flesh were almost about to jump out, especially the ditch in the middle, which was almost bottomless.

She was a clean person, and in her memory when she was bathing, she never remembered that it was so big, and it was just that she had become younger, why could she still grow there?

(During the strike hard period, the author yd, enough is enough)